Did Professor Yang bend today?

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Chen Nianen sat anxiously on the chair, his slender knuckles knocked on the wall of the upside-down cup again and again.

The white porcelain tea cup is warm and moist in color, reflecting the shallow reflection of the circle.

The third time the waiter came with the menu, Chen Nianen couldn't help but waved his hand and said "I'm waiting for someone" like the previous two times, and then refused to order.

She glanced at her phone, 10 minutes had passed since the agreed time.

The waiter asked aloud, "Is the person you are waiting for not here yet?"

Chen Nianen nodded, and glanced at the pitch-black phone screen.

10 minutes ago she sent a message to the person who was waiting - "Still on the way?"

And got no reply.

She rested her chin, with disappointment hidden in her eyes.

The waiter thought she was being bullied by her boyfriend, and just as she was about to comfort her, the screen turned on.

"I'm sorry, something happened during the work handover, so I'm late. It's already at the door now."

Chen Nianen tapped the screen quickly, "I'm at the table by the window, wearing a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up, and the coat is draped over the chair."

The waiter looked at Chen Nianen with a faint smile, and looked up at the store door.

Chen Nianen chose a position where a piece of sunlight could fall, she sat against the light, her silhouette was very beautiful, as beautiful as an oil painting with gentle brushstrokes.

The glass door was pushed open, and the crisp wind chime sounded, and the faint fragrance of mint came from far and near, and it seemed to be stained with the bright sunshine outside the window.

The waiter followed her gaze and saw Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng's eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Chen Nianen, who was stunned for a moment.

Chen Nianen was sure, and waved to her with a bright smile.

When Yang Zheng walked up to her, the waiter suddenly recovered and opened the chair for her.

He originally thought that the one who came in would be a boy, but he didn't expect that the one who came in was a beauty with both good looks and temperament.

When he was stunned, Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng made a menu and handed it to him.

The waiter came back to his senses, took the menu, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times when he left.

Not just him.

Many of the diners who sat down an hour ago noticed Chen Nianen. When Yang Zheng came in, they all looked at Yang Zheng again, and now they all fell on this small corner.

Beauty and beauty together are too seductive.

The one who came first was tall, cool and cold, and the one who came in later had a dusty temperament and a beautiful appearance. Those who didn't know it thought it was a celebrity posing for a photo.

After a long silence, Chen Nianen spoke first.

"The first wife?"

"Hmm..." Yang Zheng responded, "Smile, classmate Yan."

"It's too embarrassing to be called that." Chen Nian'en chuckled twice, "May I know your real name, Mrs. Zhiyi?"

"My name is Yang Zheng."

"Yang, I know it's Yang Zhiyi's Yang, which Zheng is it?"

"Guzheng's zither."

"My name is Chen Nian'en, I'm Erdong Chen, I'm concerned about you, and I'm grateful for your kindness." Chen Nian'en paused, "Your name sounds very nice."

"You too."

Yang Zheng looks more mature and steady than Chen Nian'en, he doesn't talk much, with a faint smile on his face all the time, looking like a classical beauty.

The two were silent for a while.

Fortunately, Yang Zheng had vaccinated Chen Nianen before the meeting, telling her that the three-dimensional dimension is actually quite boring and not very good at communication.

They didn't chat awkwardly, and went straight to the topic after exchanging pleasantries - the production of novel fan songs.

Yang Zheng's pen name is Yang Zhiyi. He wrote novels on a certain website ten years ago. The overall style is more serious and literary, and the subject matter of his works is more historical and dramatic.

She doesn't sign radio dramas, doesn't sell copyrights, and refuses to adapt comics, which is a low-key writing based on Buddhism.

When Chen Nianen was a sophomore in high school, he accidentally found the Republic of China essay that Yang Zheng kept on the default cover among the sweet essays. The more he read it, the more he admired it. He wrote long reviews, diligently analyzed, and even tried to make use of his hobbies. Write fan songs.

This is how she entered the Gufeng music circle, starting from being transparent, only writing songs for Yang Zhiyi.

Later, Yang Zhiyi’s essay was discovered for a while, and finally became popular, and Chen Nian’en followed suit. The reviews and play volume of a few ancient songs that he published were good, but Yang Zheng chose to stop writing, and the circle was not popular. .

When the [-]th anniversary of Yang Zhi's debut novel "Like a Flower Blooms and Falls", the comment section wailed, hoping for a real one.

Yang Zheng only agreed to fill in the lyrics of the fan song herself, so Chen Nianen also added her WeChat.

At first, Chen Nianen suggested that Yang Zheng write the lyrics and she would compose the music, but Yang Zheng refused.

After learning that the other party was in the same city as him, Chen Nianen made a request for a face-to-face interview.

Chen Nianen didn't have much hope at all, but Yang Zheng agreed.

She secretly looked at Yang Zheng while drinking tea.

Yang Zheng held the teacup, and when she sipped tea, her sleeves dropped a little, revealing her skinny and fair wrist. The white porcelain teacup was almost the same color as her skin, and she wore a vintage quartz watch on her right hand.

Yang Zheng's expression was indifferent, and when he was not smiling, his whole body became very cold, desolate and desolate, with a taste of otherworldly fireworks.

Both Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng were wearing shirts.Yang Zheng was wearing a black shirt, and the exposed neck was set off by this color even more captivating.

When Yang Zheng looked up, Chen Nianen was immersed in her beauty, and it was too late to look away.

"Teacher Yang is really good-looking and has a good temperament." Chen Nianen was not shy, and praised her generously.

"Wonderful praise." Yang Zheng smiled and said, "You are also very good-looking."

The waiter pushed the trolley and brought the dishes in a dignified manner. Chen Nianen put the messy score back into his bag and watched the cold dishes and hard dishes being served on the table one by one.

"I didn't seem to order a drink just now, what did you drink?" Chen Nianen asked.

Yang Zheng held the teacup and said, "I'll just drink tea."

The restaurant where Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng met mainly serves Chinese food, decorated in a national style, with wooden antique tables and chairs, partitions between screens, and tableware are all bowls, chopsticks and spoons. Through the clean hexagonal windows, you can see the red lanterns blown by the wind under the eaves.

Yang Zheng ate very elegantly, Chen Nianen could not hear the crisp sound of spoons colliding, let alone the sound of chewing.

The next table was persuading them to drink. Although the voice was very low, the lively atmosphere penetrated the screen and floated to Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng, making them even more deserted.

Yang Zheng finally took the initiative and said: "I'm used to eating too much, and it's a bit uncomfortable to be so lively all of a sudden."

Following her movements, Chen Nianen put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips with a tissue, and said, "Are you studying abroad?"

Yang Zheng nodded, pushed the plate forward, and said, "I have been in England for four years."

Chen Nianen didn't have the hobby of prying into other people's privacy. Based on her years of experience as a fan of Zhiyi teacher, Yang Zheng was really low-key and didn't like others prying into their private lives.

She didn't continue to move the chopsticks, her arms were pressed on the table, and she leaned forward slightly.Yang Zheng also looked at her seriously.

It was so solemn and solemn that Chen Nianen couldn't help laughing.

"Should we go to a place where we can chat after dinner?"

Yang Zheng nodded and said, "Okay."

After finishing the meal in silence, Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng walked out of the restaurant side by side.

The bill was paid by Yang Zheng, thanks to Chen Nianen for his support over the years.Chen Nianen didn't pretend to evade, but just said lightly: "Then I will treat you to afternoon tea."

At noon, the late spring sunshine was as thick as peanut oil. There were not many pedestrians on the streets in the suburbs, and the spacious streets were somewhat empty.

On the sidewalk, there is only an old man pushing a wheelchair and taking a walk with his wife to digest food. There is a couple on the bench, and the girl is leaning on the boy's shoulder, whispering.

The bright sunlight flows quietly through the gaps between the leaves, which is quiet and peaceful.

Chen Nianen forgot to throw away the napkin when he left the restaurant, and he was walking towards the trash can in the corner.

She is a little three or four centimeters taller than Yang Zheng, 175 by visual inspection. The solid-color loose shirt is a bit long, but it can't cover her long legs in straight-leg pants. She wears a pair of dark blue low-top canvas shoes.

Chen Nianen was carrying a black pouch bag, and his ponytail swayed slightly with his steps.In short, it is sassy and cool, not lacking in youthful vigor.

Yang Zheng stared at this figure in a daze, and as his thoughts raced, the beautiful figure in his memory overlapped with Chen Nianen's.

Yang Zheng sighed secretly and pinched the center of his brows.

Chen Nianen walked to her side, folded the coat and wrapped it in his arms: "Should we take a taxi or..."

"I drove the car." Yang Zheng took out the car keys from the pocket of the windbreaker, "But I haven't been on the road for a long time, and today the road is slow."

Chen Nianen got into Yang Zheng's white Lincoln, sat in the back row, quietly put away the neatly folded coat, then fastened his seat belt, sitting upright, with his hands on his knees, looking very cute.

Yang Zheng turned on the navigation and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Yueyin Studio." Chen Nianen replied.

It was silent all the way again, until Chen Nian'en passed by a Starbucks and called to stop.

Yang Zheng stared at Chen Nianen's eyes in the rearview mirror with some doubts.

"afternoon tea……"

"No need to trouble," Yang Zheng slowed down, "There is no parking space here yet."

"There is an underground parking lot to the south. If you are lucky, there will be a parking space on the side of the road, but there will be a fee." Chen Nianen's hand has already touched the doorknob, "Stop here quickly... it's here!"

When Yang Zheng parked the car and entered the store, Chen Nianen was bending over to choose a cake.

"Teacher Yang, which one do you eat?" Chen Nianen tilted his head and looked at Yang Zheng who was following her with a smile in his eyes.

Her long hair hangs down, revealing a delicate side face, even looking at a cake with very serious eyes.

Chen Nian'en always felt that she had an indescribable charm - the elegance and freshness of a scholar combined with the sophistication and elegance of an urban white-collar worker.

"How about this blueberry flavor?" Chen Nianen asked.

"I'm not particularly picky, just do whatever you want," Yang Zheng said.

Chen Nianen picked out a blueberry-flavored cake for Yang Zheng, and after paying the bill, Yang Zheng was ready to leave, and Chen Nianen stopped her again: "Would you like something to drink, Teacher Yang?"

"Don't bother..." Yang Zheng said, "I usually..."

"Let me have some." Chen Nianen turned to the front desk and said, "I want two pumpkin velvet lattes and a matcha Frappuccino, both of which are large."

Yang Zheng sat on the high chair beside her and waited silently.

When she got the drink, there were a few more bags in her hand. Chen Nianen seemed to be able to read her mind, and said lightly, "It's a cake, a small one."

Yang Zheng was stuffed with his own big cake and latte.

Chen Nianen carried the remaining four paper bags, opened the glass door with his elbow smartly, and walked back.

Encountered a traffic jam on the road, Chen Nianen chatted with Yang Zheng.

"You look so young, as if you are still studying." Chen Nian'en said, "But you don't have the same temperament."

"Really?" Yang Zheng smiled slightly, "I will be on duty in two days."

"I guess it's something like editing and planning." Chen Nianen looked into Yang Zheng's eyes in the rearview mirror.

Yang Zheng shook his head: "It's a teacher."

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[Text] 2022.2.1 Opening

All the immortals know that Yier, the God of Lingguang who is known as the "Lord of the West", is decisive in killing and attacking, with great supernatural powers, and his cultivation is invincible. He is the ceiling of the current immortal world's combat power.

Probably because she is too strong, Yier spends all day idle in Xuanling Palace, and can only read some scriptures to relieve boredom.

Recently, Yier was studying in the palace as usual, and picked out a crematorium literature after thousands of choices. He felt extremely sympathetic to the tragic female protagonist, and hated the extremely scumbag male protagonist.

The heroine, Liu Mengtang, has a beautiful heart and good temperament, but her eyes are a bit blind. She has been infatuated with the scumbag and doggy hero all her life. Domineering, even ridiculed by the servants about his family background...

After reading half of the script, before reaching the plot where the male protagonist changes his mind, Yier's face was already darkened, his veins were throbbing, and he crushed the pages of the book to pieces.

"What a dog!" Yi'er said angrily, "You still want to chase after your wife's crematorium? This gentleman will throw your ashes away!"

Yi'er quickly wrote down the formula, waved his sleeves and went straight into the book, and came to the side of the pre-married heroine.

Yi Er doesn't look down on characters such as female supporting role, villain, and affectionate spare tire.

——She directly transmigrated into the gods and Buddhas that the heroine worshiped every day.

On that day, Liu Mengtang lit the green lantern, knelt on the futon, and murmured: "'May I have one heart and one mind, and never leave each other.' May..."

A distant voice suddenly sounded in the silent Buddhist hall——

"How can Li Zi stay together forever!"

Liu Mengtang:? ? ?

"Forget about him, I will come down to earth to find you!"

Liu Mengtang:? ? ? ? ?

Later, with Yier's unremitting efforts, Liu Mengtang finally recognized the true face of the dog hero, avenged his revenge, established a family, and finally became the empress in the storybook, reaching the pinnacle of life.

Yi'er deeply concealed his achievements and fame, and finally admired Liu Mengtang, whose eyes resembled that of Bai Yueguang, and made the formula with great reluctance, and prepared to go back to Xuanling Palace to continue reading the script.

Liu Mengtang, who was hiding behind the curtain, stepped forward quickly and held Yier's fingertips.

Yile: "?"

"Wait a minute, god." Liu Mengtang smiled, "Instead of going back to heaven, why don't you stay and be my only queen in the middle palace."

Yile: "?!"

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