Chapter 183 This Is a Very Sad Story

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It was a cold morning in the countryside.

It was so cold that people shivered.

Lu Yuan wrapped his coat and dragged his luggage and stood at the entrance of the village, sitting like the second idiot.

The wind blew on Lu Yuan's face like a knife, causing Lu Yuan a little pain. He felt that his skin was about to split open.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes silently.

He felt as if he was standing at a fork in the road, choosing whether to go left or right...

He is very torn.

Walking a few steps towards the entrance of the village is home. After returning home, take a cold shower and cover your head and go to sleep. The next day there is no Wang Jinxue calling the door. No matter how long you want to sleep, well, it’s okay to sleep until the end of time, provided that as long as If I can sleep like this.

Of course, going back is the Spring Festival Gala stage. Although the Spring Festival Gala stage has no money, it symbolizes an unprecedented glory.

At least the Spring Festival Gala is not something that just anyone can attend. If you really get on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, you can brag a lot no matter what you do in the future.

Lu Yuan was sad.

He is making a difficult choice between salted fish and reality.

After hesitating for a long time, perhaps because he was too cold to bear, Lu Yuan finally rushed home with his luggage without saying a word.

No matter what, you have to go home and get a good night's sleep. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

As for the Spring Festival Gala?

No more, no more, let’s warm up first.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Yuan felt well-organized and comfortable, turned left and right to the door of the house, and after standing at the door of the house, he took out his pockets.

The pockets are empty.

Where are the keys?

He froze.

His keys are missing?

Second Olympic!

He suddenly remembered that he forgot to take out the keys when he was doing the laundry yesterday, and then...

The key could be in the washing machine!

Can you still be so cheating?

But this is a small problem and doesn't affect anything.

Standing at the door of the house, Lu Yuan shook his head and silently took out his mobile phone to call his family. He planned to ask his parents to come down and open the door.

However, more tragic things are yet to come.

He found that neither his father nor his mother could get through on the phone.

No matter how I fight, I can't get through.

Is this the retribution?

Others can't get through your phone, now it's your turn to get through your parents' phone?

This is a sad story.

Lu Yuan didn't give up because of this, he stood shivering in the cold wind, walked around to the back door, and called out to his parents loudly, after a dozen or so words, all but a group of dogs barked, and at the same time a few dogs barked. He jumped out of the leader's house and stared at him with grinning teeth, while the lights in his own house were not on.

Finally he gave up.

Desperate.

He felt that something in the dark was hinting at himself...

Lu Yuan closed his eyes and wrapped his coat again, heaving a long sigh in his heart.

It's impossible for me to stay outside the house and stand stupidly all the time. What's the difference between this and a fool?

Forget it, let's go to Yanjing.

It's good to go to the Spring Festival Gala, isn't it?

Family……

Forget it, come back next time.

On a icy and snowy night, a lonely figure carried his luggage and left the house despondently amidst a group of dogs barking...

Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched very long.

Lu Yuan felt that the wind was too cold tonight, it was so cold that he wanted to cry.

What the hell is this?

The next morning, Lu Yuan got on the express train to Yanjing and his cell phone rang.

"You're back? Are you there?"

"I came back last night."

"Then why don't you open the door?"

"I lost my key."

"Call us, we'll wait for you until eight o'clock. Seeing that you haven't come and your phone is turned off, we thought you weren't coming, so we went to bed early."

"I yelled..."

"We didn't hear...can't you yell emphatically?"

"Call me again for fear of being bitten by a dog..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

"And where are you now? In the hotel?"

"I'm on the bus to Yanjing."

"Yanjing? Why go to Yanying..."

"Go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"What? Spring Festival Gala? Real or fake? Is it CCTV's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Oh, yes."

"You're going to the Spring Festival Gala, so what did you do when you came back last night? Too busy?"

"Would you believe me when I said I didn't know I was going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"..."

Lu Yuan's father on the other end of the phone thinks that his son is a genius of logic. He is already preparing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, so why go home in the middle of the night?

Are you free to play in the car?

Lu Yuan is suffering and can't express it...

After hanging up the phone, An Xiao's phone rang again.

"Has the song been written? If you write it, can you pass it on to me?" An Xiao's voice was obviously a little anxious.

"..." Lu Yuan opened his mouth.

He forgot.

"What's the matter? Didn't you write it out?"

"It's written." Lu Yuan hesitated for a while.

"Then pass it on to me..."

"I can't pass it on for the time being... My internet is not very good here."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm in the car."

"In the car? What are you going to do?"

"Go to Yanjing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala."

"Spring Festival Gala? You...you also participate?"

"Yeah, if there are no accidents, I should also participate."

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It was only when An Xiao came to the program group of the Spring Festival Gala that he knew that the assistant director Chen Guangming and the planner Liu Bangshun wanted him and Lu Yuan to sing a song on the same stage.

An Xiao felt a little strange, since Lu Yuan wanted to sing with him on the same stage, why didn't he say it when he called him last night to ask him to invite him to sing, and he didn't even say it until he called him in the morning?

What is this man doing?

Are you kidding me?

"You said that Lu Yuan has already written a good song?"

"Well, yes, Director Chen, Lu Yuan is in the car now, and he will arrive in the afternoon."

"Is there still time? There is only one day left."

"If there is no traffic jam, it should be in time."

"That's good, but do you know what song Lu Yuan wrote? Show me the lyrics and score first. Not all songs can be sung in the Spring Festival Gala. After all, the audience must be considered."

"Here...the score isn't there yet, the lyrics. His signal doesn't seem to be very good. He's in the car." Faced with Liu Bangshun's appearance, An Xiao shook his head immediately.

Lu Yuan only told her on the phone that he had written a good song and that there would be no problem singing this song in the Spring Festival Gala.

She believed it.

She chose to believe in Lu Yuan. Although Lu Yuan was an asshole, at least he didn't fall off the chain at a critical moment, and it was a big stage like the Spring Festival Gala. She felt that Lu Yuan would not dare to play around.

But Liu Bangshun frowned.

An Xiao believes in Lu Yuan, but he doesn't!

He always felt that Lu Yuan would do some tricks at critical moments.

What can't be done by those who dare to advertise directly in Spain?

He has seen too many such things.

Moreover, he is one of the most important planners of this Spring Festival Gala. If Lu Yuan messes around, he will be the first to take responsibility.

He didn't want to make a joke in front of the whole country at this time.

He still wants to save face.

"How about this, let Lu Yuan pass on the song first, and if the score is not easy to pass on, let him sing a cappella first and I'll listen to it."

"Well, okay."

"How about you hit it?"

"Me? I was treated as a liar..."

"??"

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"What? I'm in the car now. It's no problem for me to pass on the lyrics to you, but it's not convenient for singing a cappella."

"It's best to sing it. After all, Director Chen and the others don't want to make mistakes."

"Here, do you really want to sing? So many people..."

"Let's sing, it doesn't matter how many people there are, there are more people in the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay, wait a minute if you must listen, I'll find a secluded place in the service area..."

"Row!"

After Lu Yuan finished typing the lyrics, he passed the lyrics to An Xiao while his mobile phone was connected to the Internet. After waiting for the car to enter the service area to rest, Lu Yuan secretly took out his mobile phone, took off his mask and began to sing the song. A popular song.

The name of the song is "Go Home and See Often".

At first Lu Yuan still sang in a low voice, but as he sang, Lu Yuan became a little excited...

"Go home often, go home and see

Even if I brush the chopsticks and wash the dishes for my mother

The elderly do not expect their children to make much contribution to the family

It's not easy to try to have a happy family..."

Especially when singing to the climax, Lu Yuan let himself go a little bit.

This song is so classic, he remembered the song played during the Spring Festival Gala that year...

A lot of things are just memories.

When Lu Yuan finished singing and hung up the phone, he suddenly saw a group of people crowding around the originally empty surrounding.

The group of people looked at Lu Yuan dumbfounded.

A few middle-aged people have red eye circles, and a few young people are extremely excited...

"Wow, it's really Lu Yuan, I think he is very familiar!"

"Lu Yuan, I didn't expect to see you here..."

"Lu Yuan, I didn't notice the same car as you!"

"Lu Yuan, the song you sang made me feel a little uncomfortable. I don't plan to go abroad anymore."

"Lu Yuan, is this your new song?"

"Lu Yuan, are you going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Wow, Lu Yuan, I'm your fan, can you sign it for me?"

"I also want!"

"..."

"..."

Lu Yuan looked at this group of excited people and quickly put on their masks. He really wanted to say that he was not Lu Yuan, and you were mistaken.

But in this situation, no matter how he explains it, it seems ridiculous.

They are not fools.

At this moment, after seeing these people excitedly surrounding him, Lu Yuan panicked.

He hadn't experienced being recognized suddenly.

what do I do?

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Zheng Tianlong has been paying close attention to the Spring Festival Gala recently.

In fact, he has been paying attention to the Spring Festival Gala every year, but this year's Spring Festival Gala made him feel particularly good.

Whether it's the news that the screen is full of fresh meat on the Spring Festival Gala or the old dramas of the Spring Festival Gala who are preparing for the show, he is very comfortable.

Of course, this is not the most important.

The most important thing is that as soon as the news of the Spring Festival Gala was released, Lu Yuan, a disgusting guy, made headlines directly.

This undoubtedly made him really feel refreshed.

He was so disgusted by Lu Yuan that he was almost nauseated out of his psychological shadow.

In the evening, after drinking a cup of coffee, he swiped Weibo and looked at the page as he did a few days ago.

At the moment, the Weibo is full of joy and information about the Spring Festival Gala. He also saw that some of Joaquin's fresh meats were shining brightly in the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala. The enthusiasm is not low.

These little fresh meats were all brought out by him. Now that he saw these little fresh meats performing so well, he was naturally very happy.

I feel like my thoughts are out of control.

But while scrolling through the headlines on Weibo, a few more photos suddenly appeared...

"Lu Yuan is suspected of bringing a new song to the same stage as An Xiao to participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala!"

"Lu Yuan was secretly practicing singing at the service station, but unexpectedly he sang too much and was recognized on the spot, and was chased by fans to sign..."

"This is a touching song..."

"Lu Yuan's new song is specially written for the Spring Festival Gala?"

"..."

When Weibo unknowingly flooded with Lu Yuan's news again, Zheng Tianlong, who was smiling, closed his eyes.

this person.

Is it coming again?

What the hell are you going to the Spring Festival Gala?

You don't want to go home for the New Year?

At this moment, as if he was haunted by a nightmare, his heart gradually became ashamed, and at the same time, the thought of comprehension was suddenly no longer comprehensible at this moment.

Maybe it will be impossible to understand again in this life.

I might even be short-lived because of it.

Suddenly, such a speechless thought appeared in his mind.