Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 505 Hemorrhoids
After Mr. Hong went out, he continued to stand at the door and listen.

Just as Sister Chen was about to speak, Teacher Hong hurriedly raised his index finger to tell her not to speak, and then pointed to the door.

"??"

Sister Chen's eyes widened, wondering if Mr. Hong was so blatantly listening to the young couple's conversation?

It's too uncivilized.

but--

The music is still pretty good.

She listens too.

In the room.

Jiang Yang was fighting wits and courage with the opponent's middle laner, when Wang Zheng suddenly said, "Damn!"

Jiang Yang's hands trembled, and he was taken away by the other side.

"What your son said—"

Jiang Yang couldn't describe it for a while, and the old man Wang said to his son: "Have you had that experience?"

This is disrespectful——

Jiang Yang: "I'm still a child."

Wang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to them, approached old man Wang, and said loudly to Jiang Yang on the other side: "I've filmed this script!"

He waited for a while, "I must take the picture!"

so fun.

Then, without waiting for Jiang Yang to answer, Wang Zheng said again: "When will the filming start!"

This is not a question at all!
After Jiang Yang thought about it, he had the script, the actors, and the director.

The only difficulty is—

Jiang Yang: "How do you calculate your salary?
It certainly can't be calculated based on the salary of a movie, which is enough to make several short films of them.

It can't be counted as an advertisement, they are not an advertisement.

In addition-

The profitability of their short film is unknown, so they may just throw it on the Internet to play cool, so the ability to promote it is also limited, and it may not bring much fame to Wang Zheng.

Of course, the quality is definitely not bad.

"I'm doing it for free."

It can be seen that Wang Zheng really likes the script and thinks that what Jiang Yang said is not a problem.

If it makes a profit, it will be calculated as a share.

Wang Zheng will let his agent contact Zhou Hao later.

"it is good."

That's what Jiang Yang said.

however.

Wang Zheng didn't intend to let Jiang Yang go, he quickly entered the working state and figured out the role.

He asked Jiang Yang: "Who do you think the protagonist is?"

Jiang Yang is the screenwriter, so he must refer to Jiang Yang's suggestion.

Jiang Yang: "Well, peeping tom?"

He remembered that when the tuner was pretending to be a blind man playing the piano, he saw a client take off his clothes and dance. The blind man faked with contact lenses blinked, and immediately conveyed the success of peeping. He was very good at acting and very vivid.

Wang Zheng understood.

The piano stops.

Li Qingning wrote the score, and Teacher Hong and Sister Chen who were listening outside the door happened to hear Jiang Yang's words.

The two looked at each other, a little embarrassed, turned and left silently.

After Li Qingning finished writing the song, the work came to an end.

She got up and stretched, and walked towards Jiang Yang, "What salary?"

Jiang Yang sat on the sofa and pulled her to sit on his lap, "Wang Zheng is going to star in my short film, and I was discussing the salary just now."

"How much is missing?"

Li Qingning put his arms around Jiang Yang's neck and said domineeringly.

How could her man worry about money? Since this short film was shot for fun, "Our family voted."

Earning money is not just for her husband to spend.

"This is what-"

Jiang Yang turned off the voice in the game, "I'm going to make a promise with my body."

Li Qingning pushed Jiang Yang away in disgust, not letting him bury his head in his arms.

at the same time.

Wang Gang and Sister Ying are under examination at the hospital.

A few days ago, sister Ying was a little busy at work and felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. After a checkup, she followed the doctor's advice and rested at home for a few days. Today, taking advantage of Wang Gang's rest, they came to the hospital for another checkup to see if there was any problem.

There are quite a few people doing color Doppler ultrasound in the hospital.

Wang Gang and the others waited for a long time, and when they got the list to go to the doctor, it was almost twelve o'clock for lunch.

but--

Seeing that they were more anxious than she was, the doctor advised them to slow down and not to worry.

The doctor picked up the checklist, looked at it, and asked Wang Gang to take out the checklist from the last checkup.

Then--

The doctor looked at the words on the back of the checklist, "You guys don't take the checklist seriously!"

Wang Gang glanced at Miss Ying.

Miss Ying was embarrassed.

She found a particularly suitable reason, "Children are not sensible."

"These will be used in the future, so they must be put away." The doctor said seriously, hoping that the young couple would take these things seriously.After Wang Gang and the others kept nodding and saying yes, she checked the previous report.

suddenly.

She remembered something and asked, "Hey, aren't you the first child?"

"Yes."

Sister Ying: "That brat is a neighbor's kid."

"Oh."

The doctor mainly confirms.

There are still some differences between the first child and the second child.

She checked it again, and then put down the report: "Okay, it's fine, just pay more attention to rest and supplement nutrition."

"okay."

Sister Ying and Wang Gang cheered up.

Wang Gang reached out to pick up the report, but the doctor turned the report over and read the words on the back again.

She felt challenged.

The doctor's words are often complained about and cannot be read clearly, but this word is written on the back of the inspection report. This is a blatant provocation!
It seems to say, look, my handwriting is less clear than your doctor's.

The doctor asked again: "Is this really written by a brat?"

"Yes."

Miss Ying nodded.

The doctor admired it with the eyes of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

This word is really childish, like a cucumber seedling that has not been erected, "Take her eyes?"

It looks like a primary school student's composition.

It's hard work being a teacher. It's so hard to read this composition. The words are all written in a lump, and I don't know if I don't focus on it.

It's almost time to leave work.

The doctor put together the reports and handed them to Wang Gang, and asked them to keep them again.

Then--

She leaves quickly!
***

The science fiction magazine editorial room is quiet.

Mr. Orange covers his face with a book, trying to hide the fact that he is sleeping.

Outside the office window, there is a row of ginkgo trees, which are most beautiful in the crisp autumn season.

Under the lazy sunshine and blue sky, a gust of wind blows, the leaves rustle and flutter in the air, like yellow butterflies.And when the sunlight passes through the clear glass in the afternoon and falls on the floor, shaking with the tree shadows, you can occasionally see the floating shadows of the leaves.

very nice.

This should have been a pleasant sight.

however.

Xiao Xia, a colleague of Mr. Orange, only finds the sunshine dazzling.

She closed the curtain angrily, and blocked Qiu Gaoqi from the window by the way.

She has hemorrhoids!
Sitting on the office chair, even though the office chair had a sponge cushion, even if she put another cushion on it, the pain was still unstoppable.Its pain is not particularly painful, but the kind of slow-cooking pain, which can't be said to be painful, but it makes people restless.

in fact--

This is not bad.

What Xiao Xia is really afraid of is going to the toilet. It's like breaking a light bulb. It hurts when it's bleeding.

This is not finished.

After pulling, sitting in the office, Xiao Xia had to use willpower to fight his body.

She always reminds herself, don't pinch, don't pinch, absolutely don't pinch.

But the itching and pain in her ass could not help but make the muscles of her buttocks twitch for a while, and then pinched——

That sour cool, really cool!
Think it's over?
too young.

When she woke up, she finally felt no pain, and she was as light as a swallow again.

Then--

Going to the bathroom at public expense, the regular tuba time has come again.

Let's just say no.

Row.

The shrimp continued to hurt for a day.

No row!

After holding it for a day or two, the buff added by constipation to hemorrhoids will let young people know that the problem of the anus is the big problem.

　One more, right now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)