The sky had just dawned, and in the hazy sleepy eyes, Liao Yuan, who was lying on the bed, heard some movement from outside the bedroom.

He looked at the ceiling above him and looked at everything in the bedroom.

On the wall, in addition to the certificates of award, there are various certificates, large and small golden trophies and crystal trophies are placed on the bookcase, in addition, all kinds of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masterpieces, comics, etc., are also neatly placed on the bookcase.

The whole bedroom is spotless, a brand new calendar hangs behind the door, and on the left side of the door is a small piano with a sense of age.

He got up and got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the light beige floor, and pulled back the curtains.

A beam of sunlight poured in, and beside the dark yellow curtains, there were verdant green plants.

The curtains gently lifted in the wind, like the music of the leaves in the forest.

Liao Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Downstairs, an SUV is parked there.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, relatives from the south to the north, as long as the distance is close, most of them will visit each other, but this SUV is the license plate of Yuezhou, Liao Yuan is a little strange.

He picked up his watch on the bedside table, and it was only seven o'clock in the morning......

As he dressed, he remembered the events of the previous night.

After the Spring Festival Gala, he said goodbye to his colleagues at the Kyoto Opera House, and after sending Fu Xiaoci and Xiao Peng to the airport, he returned to his community alone.

The hour hand had already crossed 12 o'clock in the morning, but when Liao Yuan took out the key and opened the door, the room was still brightly lit.

Mother Dong Qing looked at Liao Yuan, speechless with excitement, and finally tears fell to the ground, and after taking Liao Yuan's luggage, she muttered some trivial things.

But his father Liao Yuemin just stood in front of the sofa in the living room, didn't come to greet him, didn't sit down, just stood there so woodenly.

The father and son glanced at each other, but Liao Yuan was the first to speak and called Dad.

There was no quarrel, and there was no smell of gunsmoke, and the original contradiction seemed to disappear at the moment when the father and the two looked at each other.

Liao Yuemin smiled and nodded slightly, "It's good to come back, you can finally have a reunion dinner this year, you're tired, let's eat, the dishes are cold, let your mother heat up." ”

After a simple dinner, because it was too late, there was no communication for long, so Liao Yuan washed up and fell asleep.

Everything seems very ordinary, there is no imaginary vigorous meeting, only the warmth from home.

Early in the morning, the sun was shining on the ground, and everything was real.

It's not a dream!

In the bedroom, after Liao Yuan finished dressing, he could faintly hear the sound of communication outside the door.

After a while, he pushed open the door and saw that in the living room, Hong Kong diva-level singer Ai Shi was sitting in front of the reception sofa, smiling and communicating with his mother Dong Qing.

After noticing Liao Yuan, Ai Shi suddenly got up and said with a smile: "Mr. Liao, you are awake." ”

"Why are you here?"

Liao Yuan was a little surprised.

Ai Shi smiled: "I happened to be in the capital, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, our Chinese festival, of course, we want to come to you and your uncle and aunt to pay New Year's greetings." ”

Liao Yuan nodded and said, "Wait a minute, I'll wash up, Mom, you can help me entertain Miss Ai." ”

"Oh, no, no. ”

Ai Shi shook her hand and smiled: "I will fly at half past eight, and I will go back to Hong Kong later, aunt, I will have the opportunity to visit you in person in the future." ”

Dong Qing looked at Ai Shi, held her hand, and said kindly, "Remember to come often when you have time!"

After Liao Yuan and Dong Qing sent Ai Shi away, Dong Qing wrapped his son's arm and smiled kindly: "I'm a little older, but I'm quite confidant." ”

Liao Yuan: "???"

After washing up, Liao Yuan casually asked, "Where is my dad?"

"With your Uncle Tao, they went to pay New Year's greetings to the old leaders. ”

Dong Qing said while tying an apron: "You eat something first, Meiqi called me in the morning, the plane is nine o'clock, wait for you to drive my car and go to the airport to pick her up." ”

Liao Yuan casually agreed.

Everything seems to be orderly, there is no sense of distance, no strangeness, just a sense of home.

Comfortable and cozy!

The intense itinerary finally has a sense of relaxation today!

Liao Yuan stood on the balcony, stretched, and then took out his mobile phone.

After a night of baptism, the mobile phone has been filled with hundreds of unread text messages, most of which are blessings, and many of them are unfamiliar numbers, among them, Xi Yun, director of a program of Donghai Radio Station, sent three text messages in a row.

"It's great, I cried when I heard "Singing the Motherland". ”

"I never thought you would sing so well, you didn't like to sing before!"

"Happy New Year and may you have a safe life. ”

Liao Yuan paused and looked at the last text message, 05:20 on January 1, 2022.

He frowned, but replied, "Thank you, Happy New Year." ”

In addition to Xi Yun, the old colleagues and leaders of Donghai Radio Station also sent blessing text messages one by one, including Lai Yibai, Director Zheng, and even the original rival Jiang Heshun all sent blessing text messages in the morning.

For these suspected mass text messages, Liao Yuan did not reply a word.

In addition, the company's colleagues, Fu Yuntao, Zhang Gege, Ai Shi in the circle, Zhou Yijun of the Kyoto Opera House and others also sent greetings one after another.

After browsing the text messages and replying one by one, Liao Yuan logged on to Weibo.

On the hot search list, the five-star red flag emoji is still in the first place on the list after a night of hot baptism, and the number of reads has reached 200 million.

Most of the other hot search keywords are also related to the Spring Festival Gala.

After Liao Yuan read it, he deeply felt the enthusiasm of Weibo fans, so he suddenly shouted: "Mom! Mom!"

"What's the matter, son?" Dong Qing came out of the kitchen with a rolling pin.

Liao Yuan subconsciously lowered his voice: "Let's take a photo together." ”

"Group photo?

Dong Qingxi couldn't help but be happy: "It's been a long time since I've taken a group photo, it's time to take a photo together, and when your father and sister come back, let's go to the photo studio to take a family photo together." ”

After the group photo was completed, Liao Yuan said: "Mom, I'll post it on Weibo." ”

"Weibo, let's send it!"

Dong Qing was just about to leave, but suddenly turned his head: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Liao Yuan was stunned.

"Is the photo beautiful?"

“......”

More than ten minutes later, Liao Yuan pushed a Happy New Year wish Weibo to all fans, accompanied by a photo that had been retouched for nearly ten minutes.

This is Liao Yuan's first Weibo post in more than two months.

Countless fans were excited, and the major fan groups directly rioted, and they went to the Weibo camp in an organized and disciplined manner.

"Happy New Year, Boss!"

"The first day of the new year!

"Wow, is this my aunt? It's so beautiful! No, why is it so familiar?"

"Damn, isn't it, isn't this Teacher Dong Qingdong?"

"The famous host of CCTV, I grew up watching her show!"

"I never expected that the first sister who was the host of CCTV turned out to be the boss's mother!"

"It's really genetic, the family is so beautiful!"

"So, Liao Meiqi's mother is also Dong Qing?"

"You're a bit stupid about that......"

After a boil, almost all fans on the Internet ran to the Weibo name of Dong Qing, who was certified as a "former CCTV host".

Originally, Dong Qing's fans were only more than two million, but as Liao Yuan disclosed his family relationship, soon, in less than an hour, Dong Qing's fans skyrocketed to five million.

And the Weibo official also pushed a headline news in a very timely manner: "Shocked! Liao Yuan's identity is revealed, and his mother is the former famous CCTV host Dong Qing!"

At the same time, Dong Qing's mobile phone also began to vibrate and ring constantly.

In addition to forwarding the comment message on Weibo, all Dong Qing's colleagues and friends frantically sent messages and made phone calls to Dong Qing at the moment, which directly caused the crash on the spot.

After finally turning on the mobile phone again, Dong Qing received a call from Sheng Wen, director of CCTV's comprehensive channel.

The content of the phone seemed to make Dong Qing quite surprised and shocked.

When she hung up the phone, she raised her head and looked at her son who was nibbling on an apple on the sofa, "Yuan, are you familiar with Director Sheng?"

"Director Sheng, who?" Liao Yuan was dazed for a moment and continued to nibble on the apple.

Dong Qing put down his mobile phone, came to Liaoyuan and sat down, and said seriously: "The channel director of CCTV 1, Sheng Wen." ”

"I don't know. Liao Yuan shook his head and said.

When Dong Qing heard this, he muttered: "That's strange, it's obviously Zhang Ping's show, why did you suddenly find me to host it." ”

Liao Yuan asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"The comprehensive channel has recently developed a variety show to find relatives, the power of this program is huge, it can mobilize the country's political relations and media relations, and many older generation hosts have grabbed the scalp to win this show, but just now Director Sheng called me and told me that this place fell on my head. ”

Dong Qing was puzzled: "I haven't been on CCTV for many years, and your father has been behind the scenes for many years, and he won't go out and walk around these relationships in order to come back......"

"Do you want to go?" asked Liao Yuan.

"To be honest, I really want to ...... your mom It's a good show, it's full of positive energy, I've known about it beforehand, but I know I don't have anything to do with it, so I'm just thinking about it......"

"In that case. ”

Liao Yuan smiled: "Just drop the pie on the same day!"

"Gotcha!"

Dong Qing was elated, picked up the rolling pin again, and rushed into the kitchen.

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