Night.

Deep.

Lu Yuan yawned and was about to go back to the house to get a good night's sleep, but when he walked out of the theater door, he was stopped by Xu Hong and several other old people.

Several people showed a look of wariness on their faces, and then stared at him.

"Little Land ......"

"Well, Mr. Xu, you guys are ......"

"Today's concert seems to be your one-of-a-kind concert......

"Khan, this ...... This one...... Actually, I didn't think about it......" Lu Yuan looked at the ridiculous gaze on Xu Hong's face, and he was embarrassed for a while.

He actually didn't want to be in the limelight, after all, so many old seniors were here, and he was quite speechless if he was in the limelight.

But......

The development of the plot made him quite helpless.

Even if I didn't want to pretend to be forced, I pretended to be a big force.

"Xiao Lu, we actually have nothing to do with the false name, I know you have always loved to hang people's appetites, but you can't hang our appetites, we have come all the way to help you complete these songs, you can't let us go back empty-handed, right? Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan, and the light of ridicule on his face deepened.

After these people surrounded Lu Yuan, they were full of momentum, and Lu Yuan had no way at all.

"Oh oh oh, seniors, I understand, I understand...... I have covered all the fares for this trip, and at the same time, I have prepared several boxes of souvenirs for you...... Well, these days, the seniors have helped me Lu Yuan has always kept in mind, I used to think about giving you a little bit of meaning to the seniors, and I won't let the seniors run in vain......" Lu Yuan's mind turned quickly, and he hurriedly showed a smile that I understand.

"Xiao Lu, do you think we have come all the way to care about your money? Do you think we are pursuing this, do you think people like us can ask for money?" Xu Hong was a little crying and laughing after seeing Lu Yuan's appearance.

Money?

Do we people care about money?

What is this thing thinking?

"That'...... What do you mean by seniors......" Lu Yuan shrank his head.

He was very cowardly.

He suddenly found that he couldn't find anything other than giving money.

Nima!

Am I so poor that I only have money left?

"Xiao Lu...... We're leaving tomorrow, and we won't greet you when we leave, so tonight we want to know what your two poems are......" Xu Hong finally shook his head helplessly after seeing that Lu Yuan was still pretending to be confused.

This kid's ability to whet people's appetites is already first-class.

In addition to enjoying the music in the theater just now, he felt more uncomfortable by Lu Yuan's appetite.

Yes.

Half-talking, who can stand this?

"Ahem, ahem, it's not appropriate......" Lu Yuan looked at the old men.

Basically, it's all fifty years up.

Although Lu Yuan remembered that poem, he couldn't spoil everyone's interest at all, right?

"No matter how inappropriate it is, no matter how bad it is, we must know ......"

“......”

Lu Yuan looked at everyone's serious appearance, and his head shrank again.

"That'...... You want me to read it?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Actually, it's a song, a poem......"

"Say it. ”

Under the moonlight, Lu Yuan looked at everyone......

Then he closed his eyes.

Finally......

"Xiang was unwell at night, and drove to the ancient plain. The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. ”

“......”

“......”

After hearing this poem, everyone was shocked, especially after the sunset was infinitely red, but it was almost dusk, and they muttered to themselves.

Yes.

Sunset......

Represent them.

Infinitely good, they are really good now, they don't have all the worries of their youth, they have knowledge, experience, and they don't have too many worries.

It's all good.

It's just near dusk......

The latter sentence reveals infinite emotion and indescribable sadness.

Yes, they are already in their twilight years, and they don't know how long they will live, and although the sunset is good, isn't it almost dusk?

Not the right situation, yes.

They understood, and finally understood why Lu Yuan said that it should not be in the situation, it turned out that Lu Yuan said that it should not be in the situation because he was afraid that they would have a sad mood......

There is no doubt that this is a good song, better than his own song "Sunset Red".

But the poem is heavy.

"What about the song?" After coming out of the artistic conception of this poem, Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan with complicated eyes.

"Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses. The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. "I've already read one song, but is there a second one?

Lu Yuan silently read out this yuan song.

After hearing this song, the old people who were originally in high spirits suddenly sank, and then exuded an indescribable low feeling.

Yes!

The content in this song is actually something that breaks people's intestines, withered vines and old trees, and the ancient road west wind and thin horses......

When they close their eyes, the picture is very sensitive, and the artistic conception is still very sufficient, and they can also imagine the picture of this scene when they close their eyes.

It's just that......

They feel a little depressed.

Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan.

No, with Lu Yuan's current status in Huaxia, how could he not be ambitious? It should be the time to be in high spirits.

High-spirited young people should also be more high-spirited when writing poems.

But how could he have composed such a song and a poem?

"What is the name of this song and poem?"

The song is called "Tianjingsha, Autumn Thoughts", and the name of the poem is "Le You Yuan". ”

"Is Leyouyuan a tourist attraction in Xi'an?"

"Well, yes. ”

"This poem was written at that time?"

"yes. ”

"Oh, I see. Xu Hong nodded, not knowing why he felt a little stunned.

Poetry is indeed good poetry, and music is also good music.

But......

The meaning of heaviness is very strong, especially in the second song......

Lu Yuan looked at these old men with a somewhat stunned gaze, and hesitated slightly.

"That, seniors, the crew may be busy, I'm ...... Say goodbye first?"

"Go for it......"

“......”

Lu Yuan saw that everyone really didn't have any thoughts of their own, so under the escort of Wu Tingting, he bypassed a group of excited reporters and walked in the direction of the crew.

Xu Hong looked at the sky and then at the crowd.

The bright moon is very bright.

The light shone on the ground, and there was an ethereal haze in the distance.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Xu Hong smiled suddenly.

This uncomfortable feeling was relieved a bit.

"Actually, this is a good poem, isn't it? Xiao Lu, it's better to say it than if we keep holding it in the coffin, right?"

"yes...... Truly...... It's really always a good ......."

..............................

Call.

The background music in "Journey to the West" has finally been sorted out.

Now there seems to be a very classic song "The Love of My Life" left.

"The Love of My Life" is a Cantonese song, and of course, there is also a Mandarin version.

Under normal circumstances, I should have sung the Mandarin version, but the Cantonese version is more flavorful.

Mandarin......

There's always that little bit of a flaw.

Well, isn't An Xiao a singer? Just right, invite An Xiao to sing this song together.

The advantage is still quite big.

As for other arrangements or anything, it's not a problem, it's not for nothing to follow these old-timers these days.

A lot of things are perfectly fine.

So, now the remaining question is whether to restore the original flavor, or directly follow the Mandarin version?

Forget it, I'll talk about these later, I'm still filming the first part, and there will be at least some time after the filming is over.

What are you afraid of?

Sleep Sleep ......

Well......

Seems to have forgotten something?

Lu Yuan hesitated, but couldn't remember for a while.

Then he shook his head, then closed his eyes.

In the early hours of the morning, Lu Yuan suddenly woke up from his dream, and the whole person was shocked!

At this time, he finally thought that he had forgotten something!

He forgot to call his girlfriend!

This......

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Wang Jinxue's number, but then scratched his head again and quickly hung up.

It's so late, this call is really inappropriate.

After all, Wang Jinxue must have fallen asleep.

But not a few seconds after hanging up, his phone rang again.

It was Wang Jinxue who called.

"Hey...... What do you do when you hang up as soon as the phone rings?

"No...... No, I'm thinking about it so late, aren't you going to sleep...... Wait, you, haven't you slept? Jinxue, shouldn't you have been waiting for my call until now?" Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment when he thought of something, and suddenly his heart trembled.

"No...... I also just got up to drink water. The other end of the line shook his head gently.

"Really?"

"Hehe, what do you think? You're still staying up late at this late hour?"

"No ......"

"Stay up less late, stay up more and you'll be bald, you don't want to be bald, right?"

"No, I haven't stayed up late......"

"Are you alright?"

"It's good. ”

"Oh, your voice seems to be a little hoarse, is it a cold? The temperature difference between day and night is quite large, and the clothes are taken off blindly......"

"No, it's good......"

"That's good, remember to prepare the medicine, don't be ...... all day."

"Yes. ”

"Alright, it's early, go to bed early. ”

"Hmm. ”

Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

My heart is warm and at the same time very touching......

Yes.

.................................

The next day.

Zhou Shuai yawned.

Yesterday he was really tired.

But the harvest is also quite fruitful.

Early in the morning, Zhou Shuai bought a plane ticket and prepared to leave Yinchuan to go back to the company to sort out the things he had interviewed.

However, when he arrived at Yinchuan Airport, he received a call from Lu Yuan.

"Reporter Zhou, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to go back, what's wrong?"

"Come back, I have a candid shooting assignment here, and I think it's better for you. ”

"What! Lu Yuan, what do you mean, candid photography? Lu Yuan, I'm a reporter, not the kind of paparazzi you think! How can I do such a nasty thing as candid photography, you can find someone else, and it's not easy to refund the ticket if I buy it......

"Oh...... Well, that headline fever can only be given to others. ”

"What? What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, it's just some insider information in the crew of "Dream Traveler"...... Reporter Zhou, I know that you are high-spirited...... Disdain for this kind of candid ......"

"Don't be like this, I'm the best at candid photography, I'm the king of candid photography in the entertainment industry, don't call anyone else... Don't, I'll come right here!"

"Where's the ticket?"

"What more tickets...... Don't!"

"Good!"

I really didn't want to be famous

I really didn't want to be famous