The first word that popped up in Yang Yi's head was "The soldiers came to block the water and the soil." Then he didn't think about it more, but after arranging the President's Office to receive a man named Xiao Mingming, he went to Yuezhou alone.

Of course, Yang Yi's statement to Rogo who happened to meet was that he wanted to go to Yuezhou. His mother had orders, but only the person involved knew what the facts looked like. During the process of going downstairs, the reborn man had never had any war in his mind, telling himself that although he was still young, Su Wanyi was the one he had confirmed. Not only did he know this, but even his mothers and relatives and friends who were closer to him also knew a little about it, but he had never heard of their mothers prove it, so it was mostly guess rather than affirmation. But even so, whenever he and Su Wan went to the employee restaurant to have a meal together, or went to Yangyi Restaurant store side by side in the Magic City, some employees who saw the two would smile mysteriously or ambiguously.

In this case, whether hiding his own actions because of another girl was considered betrayal? Yang Yi was not sure, and he did not dare to think too much. Although the excuse he made for himself in his heart was that his old classmates had not met for a long time, the thoughts in his heart that were vaguely like beautiful nightmares could not withstand the intensive investigation at all.

So what he did was not to go into it.

He did not notify the company's driver, but took the intercity train to get off in his hometown. He did not leave the train station, but went directly to the tourist bus to Xizhi. Before lunch at noon, he rushed to the students who were playing happily around Xizhiling Lake. Then he sat quietly next to Jiang Nan who was watching the scenery alone, stretched: "Although I have lived in Yuezhou for so long, this is the first time Xizhi has come here?"

The girl did not look back, but looked at the distance with a blurry look. The shimmering water waves on the lake and the lotus leaves swaying lightly in the wind: "It's the second time. The first time was when I left last year. I came here to take a look. However, there was water everywhere at that time, and it was inconvenient to want to go outside the town. Finally, an old man who was fishing was kind enough to take me out of the town and walked all the way to the water. So I was a revisiting place in the old place, Yang Yi."

Yang Yi was a little surprised, but said nothing, because of some words, some feelings, and some hearts. In fact, there was no way to express it in words, and I couldn't find a word that could be used to describe it. It was like the first time I came down in the shuttle of time. I saw the girl's surprise and surprise. After the other party's birthday party, the two were speechless under the shadow of the tree. They were gently hugged by the other party, like the trembling of the back of their heads. There were many similar moments, and they could only express the paleness of the language.

Another series of laughter came from the side. More than 300 people were not a small team. In addition, it was the time for the Xizhi River Fen, so there were so many students suddenly. Not only the ancient town, but also the attractions around the ancient town, it also seemed to be crowded with tourists. But these passers-by were not qingchu. The scenery they could enjoy was because of the inconspicuous boy around them. This feeling made Yang Yi feel very strange, as if he had been withdrawn and was incompatible with the world around him.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Nan didn't pay attention to Yang Yi's expression, so he thought he was attracted by the laughter of the students.

"Nothing?" Yang Yi shook his head: "Do you know that guy? Our latest Yangyi Culture signed writer is really talented and very skilled. But to be honest, I really underestimated him. The yànism kills people. I used to think that he could not be too active in crowded occasions, but in fact, looking at the current situation, I found that this impression was completely wrong. Not only was he proficient in various writing methods, but he also had a very good tone. He almost grasped the scene to the right level. It's no wonder that the two little girls were attracted by him."

Yang Yi is talking about racing drivers, because in later generations, whether it is the thoughts of life revealed in his works or the views on his blog, you can see the whole story, or in many daily news reports, the impression that the other party gave Yang Yi is that he doesn't say much or is unwilling to speak, but now looking back, either the other party is also the kind of person who is only open in private, or his current three views have not been fully shaped, with a bit of a young person's heart.

"Not interested." Jiang Nan shook his head, but a cunning look flashed in his eyes: "But since you are a newly signed writer, I think you must have some abilities. But this is not enough. I hope there are more people like him, who have very outstanding abilities, or who have very extraordinary specialties in a certain aspect, and these people can be attracted by you, gathered around you, and work hard for your dream together. Then I will feel that it is fascinating to just imagine this."

Yang Yiyi was stunned, unable to react to the deep meaning of Jiang Nan's words, but of course he wanted to ask clearly, but the other party suddenly smiled, then patted the dust on his clothes and ran towards the boat in the lake. It seemed that he didn't plan to give him a chance to continue asking.

The benefits given to the participating students were only one day, and to be honest, the remaining 290 people were actually benefited from Jiang Nan's fortune, but Yang Yi could not admit this in his heart, so the girl was very smart and didn't point it out.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, even if the whole activity came to an end, some students had already gotten on the bus from Yuezhou Railway Station according to the arrangement and embarked on a journey back home. The remaining people who had to wait for the next day were left in the town and stayed overnight. Jiang Nan naturally wanted to stay, but Yang Yi had to rush back because news came from the company that Xiao Mingming, the screenwriter of the Bayi Studio, had already arrived at the Yangyi Culture Headquarters and was waiting to meet him.

"So quickly?" Yang Yi was a little surprised on the phone, but after giving some explanation, he took the girl to his old house in Yuezhou: "You can rest here today. Well, if someone is scared, you can also call a few friends you met in the competition and tell them that it is free."

Then Jiang Nan just shook her head and chuckled: "It's not this time for a person. I've been used to it before."

The boy wanted to say that he used to it because you were in the family compound of the Municipal Party Committee, which was the most severely defended place and safety could be guaranteed. When you arrive at the ancient town, although safety can be guaranteed, aren’t you afraid of any ghost stories? Even if it is your old house, no one has lived in it for a long time, and suddenly entering it will still make people feel cold and their hands and feet are still a little cold.

But after thinking about it, the other party obviously had no idea, but he just said it, and it seemed like a prank. So he swallowed it back and stopped sticking to his opinion. Anyway, the public security in the whole town has always been very good. Although the girl had to stay alone for one night, there was almost no possibility of accidents.

"Then let's see you?" Thinking about the next time he said goodbye, he didn't know when he met next time, but Yang Yi felt a little sad. However, he didn't feel like he was a separation from life and death. He could not do something too bloody.

"Well. Goodbye." Jiang Nan's face was not visible. It was still the kind of cunning that rarely appeared in front of outsiders, which just set off the girl's original quiet temperament. After waving her hand, she was like a deep girl who sent her sweetheart to the battle or taking the exam, and took a step back and integrated into the background of the Yang family's old house.

...

When he returned to the headquarters of Yangyi Culture in the Magic City, it was almost six o'clock. In the VIP reception room of the company, Yang Yi saw Xiao Mingming who went south and said he wanted to discuss the script modification with him. When he entered the company before, the young man was still secretly guessing in his heart. What about Xiao Mingming, this person should be Xiao Mingnan from Yuezhou Media Group, or that would be a bit too coincidental.

After pushing open the door, Yang Yi's first impression of Xiao Mingming was that this man was a very picky guy with a heart of the capital. Of course, this so-called heart was a relatively negative part of the temperament of the capital, rather than those positive impressions of enthusiasm and grandeur. When the boy entered the door, he saw that his face was already a little impatient, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied with Yang Yi asking him to wait, so he was looking around bored.

The employees of the president's office received Yang Yi's instructions before, so when Xiao Mingli was in the process of knowing that this was a decision made by the young director, so the reception etiquette was impeccable. After entering the reception room, someone came up to make tea for him.

Perhaps when Xiao Mingming saw Yang Yi come in, he stood up and glanced at the CEO's secretary who followed Yang Yi for several times, but then he had to make a arrogant expression that he looked down upon and shook hands with Yang Yi: "You are Yang Yi, right? I'm blunt, I've called you before coming here in the morning to indicate that he had notified you in advance, but I don't know why Mr. Yang was still so late? To be honest, I saw many people when I was in the Bayi Factory, and they were all of them with more identities. But the more noble the status, the more those people collected the body. There will definitely be no situation with Mr. Yang. Whether it is a large company or a small company, as a leader, you should set an example, right? I think what I said is more valuable for reference. If even the leader cannot set an example and does not do things according to regulations, then the following situation can be imagined..."

As he said that, his eyes swept over the secretary who did not hide his surprise, wandered around and returned to Yang Yi's face again: "Sorry, I'm just used to taking students in the Central Academy of Drama, so once I find something I don't like, I always subconsciously say it out, and I don't know how many people I offended for this bad habit, but I can't change it. I hope that Director Yang will not be accustomed to me after understanding it."

Yang Yi was a little stunned before, but after hearing what Xiao Mingming said later, he smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing. Screenwriter Xiao is also for my own good. Moreover, people with straightforward temperament are not tired when dealing with them. I like it the most." But he couldn't help but lower his evaluation of him in his heart. He thought that if you want to come up, I can't bear it. Why do you have to do this like now? He was interested in slapping me in the face as soon as he met, but he was hesitant and dared not make a real deal. This kind of mentality of looking forward to the front and back is no wonder he was sent out as a pawn.
Chapter completed!