Starlight in your eyes [youthful and energetic]

The next day, Que Yi was still observing the people in the hotel as far as he could see.Singers, composers, directors, football stars...their expressions are as different as their professions.

He stroked his newly grown beard, and gradually got used to the slightly prickly touch.The straight nose smells the unique fragrance of grass and trees in the mountain breeze. The sun is still dazzling, but the temperature is soft, and it blends with the cold wind into a relaxing feeling.

Maitreya meditated facing the wild flowers and grass slopes, and the hotel's medical staff walked back and forth on the road.Smiling, chatting about yesterday's weather and this morning's food, about who looks like Smaug.

Then, Que Yi's concentrated observation was broken.He saw Nancy, the frustrated lady whom he just met yesterday. She was dressed completely differently from last night, only wearing a sweater and shorts, and her mainly brown sneakers were lazily stepping on the ground. Nancy yawned and stuck her finger Comb it down through the hair, put on the jumper hat several times and walk towards Maitreya.

Que Yi couldn't hear their conversation clearly from his position on the second floor, and he wasn't interested in it. Isn't Miss Depression also interested in him?He was not even interested in Mr. Q's robot character that made fans boil, which was beyond his expectations.

He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and left.

Nancy here didn't notice, she squatted down and stared at Mi Le for a while.

Seeing a smile on the corner of Maitreya's mouth, she closed her eyes and meditated, her curiosity dissipated, she stood up and put her hands together, regardless of whether it would disturb him, she bowed to Maitreya and said, "Tashi Dele."

"Tashi Dele." Maitreya closed his eyes and replied.

Nancy continued to walk forward, and Lucas said that she should get more sunshine, and that the troubled or sad things should be disinfected, so that she would get better.

No need to think about it, the old lady must have told Lucas about her.

About the dog that was eaten, the whole thing that I didn't want to be mentioned at all.Last night she dreamed that when the coal ball was very small, the little tail was always wagging happily. If she took it to play on the lawn, it would just wag its tail and run after her.

"Ball, come here!"

Nancy clapped her hands and strode ahead, the brittle dog barked loudly, and the little pup followed her.

After growing up a bit, Nancy's mother saw it when Nancy came home for the New Year, and called it Huangsimei. It would also wag its tail and tilt its head in favor, and look at Nancy's mother obediently with its wet round eyes. .Nancy's father expressed his disdain, and the coal ball took the initiative to give him a newspaper in his mouth. After going out for a walk, he followed Nancy's father and turned into a mighty boy, and was praised by all the neighbors.Since then, Nancy and her elder sister who have been abroad for many years have been ranked second, and briquettes have been placed first.

Later, during Nancy's frantic rush to draft again and again, the coal ball went out for a walk alone, and never came back.

It was already four o'clock the next day when Nancy finished her work. She stretched her waist, thinking about getting a good night's sleep, and then going to vaccinate with the coal balls, and then buy a few bags of imported new-flavored dog food.

She relaxed and called out: "Balball~"

Huang Simei, who would respond with a bark when she heard the call, was not there, and the room was empty.

A panic flashed in Nancy's heart, she stood up and walked out of the study, there was no briquettes in the living room, nor in the kennel.

"Ball!" Nancy called again, and there was nothing but a faint echo in the room.At four o'clock in the morning, the sky has lost the depth of night, and there are not many insects singing.

Nancy squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. The green hills were connected with green hills, and the coniferous forest was densely green.

Continue to walk on the trail yesterday, look up at the white straight line left by the plane flying over the sky, the white clouds are still big and big, drifting past without wind and still.

Nancy went to the wildflowers and grass beside her and lay down. The long flower stems stretched to the sky, and she was submerged when she lay down.

She needs to catch up on getting back to sleep again. The sun is just right now. It is said that the solar energy in the morning will replenish calcium, but I don't know if it is true.But Nancy couldn't find any other way to let herself go, to let go of some of her thoughts.

Use this to describe life and watch the lives of others.The phone in my pocket didn't call from that annoying number today, only a text message from an annoying number.

SMS display:

"You have to hand in the manuscript of the comic "Starlight" this month.

——by the devil editor Mulan"

The author has something to say: the Mr. Q mentioned by Que Yi is his distressed and depressed existence in the movie, and it is also the reason for his rash words.Because he is famous for this role, he is well-known, but he wants to break through. He said to Fred in the movie: "I have worked with all the great European directors and American directors, but I will be killed by Mr. Q." Always remember, because of a goddamn robot. . . . and they forgot that you also wrote Black Prism, Hadrian's Life and everything else."

I think he wants the audience and fans to see the hard work behind the characters to interpret himself, and what they really remember through his works is him as an actor, not because of a character named Mr. Q who always wears a layer of packaging .