Chapter 45: That, Bonus or Something (Part 3)

Countless lights, countless camera lenses, and countless eyes all fell on the panting Lu Yuan.

At this moment, Lu Yuan has become the focus of attention.

It was the first time he had seen such a battle, and he was naturally very nervous, but when he thought of the prize money of 50,000 yuan, he exhaled deeply and walked to the stage step by step as if he was very self-contained.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

I'm an acting school now!

"Why did you leave halfway just now?" Old Man Chen looked at Lu Yuan with a helpless look in his eyes.

He really didn't know what was going on in this bastard's head.

"It's a little stuffy here, I go out to get some air, plus I have a stomachache, so I ......"

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"I do have a little ...... in my stomach"

"Okay, if I hadn't called, wouldn't you have gone back?"

"This ...... Not really...... It's just to get through the air......"

"Then why did the driver Xiao Zhang say that you were going to leave?" the old man stared at Lu Yuan wisely.

"How is it possible, did I say so? No way, he heard it wrong!" Lu Yuan shook his head after looking at the old man's gaze.

"Go get the prize, don't be such a bastard in the future. ”

"Oh. ”

"And the word you, you have to practice it well......"

"If you have time, you must practice, you must practice. ”

"Go ahead. ”

"Oh. ”

After Lu Yuan and Old Man Chen briefly talked a few words, they turned around and walked in the direction of Chen Xi.

Chen Xi's tall figure stood in the center of the stage and silently looked at Lu Yuan who walked over, and his beautiful eyes were a little rippling and curious.

This is the person that grandpa used to talk about?

Looks like he's really talented.

Well, people seem to be quite sincere, too.

Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi, and only felt that this beauty was quite amazing, and the whole person exuded a bookish atmosphere, especially those eyes, which were as gentle as water and had a trace of cold arrogance.

"Congratulations. ”

"Thank you. Lu Yuan took the certificate and a big brush that looked good.

"Do you have any comments?"

"Oh, that...... I didn't actually know that I could get such a high rating, but here I want to thank ......" Lu Yuan exhaled deeply, looked at everyone, and learned from the appearance on some TV shows and said his testimonials.

Anyway, I am thanking the judges, thanking my colleagues and other non-nutritious words.

After speaking, Lu Yuan bowed very modestly.

With his bow, applause rang out, and the host next to him had a smile on his face, slowly preparing to walk on the stage, just when he was holding the microphone and wanted to say something, he suddenly saw that Lu Yuan was still standing in place and did not get off the stage.

Why didn't you step down after receiving the award?

Anything else?

Lu Yuan didn't go down, but stood on the stage for about dozens of seconds in a bit of a daze, as if waiting for something.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Seeing that Lu Yuan had not yet stepped down, Chen Xi glanced at Lu Yuan strangely.

"Ah, it's gone......" Lu Yuan shook his head, but he was still standing on the stage.

"Then you ......"

"Well, can I ask a question?"

"Excuse me. ”

"Well, is there anything else to give? Like, that ...... Bonus or something...... When will you give me ......" Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi with a hint in his eyes and leaned beside Chen Xi and lowered his voice.

“......”

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't write poems because of the bonus, I wrote it for the sake of feelings, for the sake of the vast number of farmers and uncles......" Lu Yuan saw that Chen Xi's face was slightly wrong, and hurriedly explained in a whisper.

"The bonus backstage will give it to you, you just go down and report the card number. Chen Xi exhaled deeply, and his originally gentle eyes instantly became quite helpless.

It's okay that Lu Yuan didn't explain, but as soon as he explained, Chen Xi suddenly felt that Lu Yuan was really a bastard as his grandfather said.

Lu Yuan's talented image suddenly collapsed, and he looked like he was desperate for money.

"Oh, oh, oh......" Lu Yuan was finally a little relieved when he heard it, and even felt that his steps were much lighter, and he walked off the stage happily, completely ignoring the faint taste in Chen Xi's expression.

Money!

50,000 yuan, that's a lot of money!

Bah!

Will I bend my waist for the fifty thousand?

Am I so tasteless?

I'm certainly not that kind of person!

After stepping down, Lu Yuan suddenly continued to show a dignified expression, and sat in his position like some talents.

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

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the poetry meeting has come to an end.

The faction of ancient poetry supporters applauded again after Lu Yuan won the award and stepped down, and the applause was quite loud.

They even stared at the modern poetry adherents next to them with triumphant smiles on their faces.

Modern poetry lovers have terrible expressions on their faces, a feeling of holding their breath but not being able to let it go.

It's a terrible feeling.

Lovers of classical poetry couldn't be happier.

After all, Lu Yuan's poems have won the first place with high scores, and they have overwhelmed the modern poetry club!

Lu Yuan undoubtedly became their hero, and after Lu Yuan stepped down, countless people came to get close to Lu Yuantao.

In the next few rounds of the competition, all the supporters of ancient poetry are looking forward to Lu Yuan's performance, and they expect Lu Yuan to come up with a few more good poems to suppress the arrogance of the modern poetry club, and it would be better if the supporters of modern poetry could be overwhelmed.

But unfortunately, the next things Lu Yuan handed in were all white scrolls, and it seemed that he didn't mean to contribute to their classical poetry lovers at all......

Without the variable of Lu Yuan, the entire poetry club has returned to the previous stage......

"Brother, why didn't you write it?"

"I can't write ......"

"I don't believe that someone who can write two poems with a hard time will not be able to answer a single question in the next exam?"

"Of course, because of me, Jiang Lang has done my ......best," Lu Yuan nodded honestly.

"I understand, are you afraid of rubbing too deeply with modern poetry and deliberately saving them a little face? Brother Tai, I can't see it, you still have a bit of a gentleman's style, this kind of character is really admirable!" After Xu Xiaonian watched Lu Yuan calmly eat the fruit, a trace of admiration appeared in his heart, and at the same time, Lu Yuan's eyes began to burn.

There's a little bit of a base flavor......

"Ahem, ahem...... This ......" Lu Yuan couldn't cry or laugh instantly when he heard this.

I told the truth again, and no one believed me.

What's going on?

Am I now only able to tell lies before anyone can believe me?

Can only boast of being talented before anyone can believe it?

There are only a few ancient poems that he can memorize in total, and it is normal to be able to match the topic of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse for a thousand years, so it is really okay to say that Jiang Lang is really fine......

He didn't actually want to pretend to be this talented force, but ......

Others don't give him a chance!

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

The poetry meeting finally ended with an impassioned summary from the host.

The young talents have left one after another in the bursts of mountains and rivers and business blows each other.

Lu Yuan was naturally touted by these people.

Of course, Lu Yuan was relatively weak-minded, and he was a little embarrassed when he touted it, and repeatedly said that he was Jiang Lang's talent, and he was a three-board axe, and he really didn't have any talent.

Naturally, no one believed Lu Yuan's words.

Everyone felt that Lu Yuan was modest, and even Chen Xi, who was following behind, felt that Lu Yuan was a little too modest.

It even seems a little hypocritical.

Old Man Chen was going to take Lu Yuan and Chen Xi to have evening tea, and by the way, the two sides got to know each other, he looked at Chen Xi's eyes and looked at Lu Yuan's eyes, he felt that there was a play, but after Lu Yuan answered a phone call, Old Man Chen could only give up temporarily.

Lu Yuan hung up the phone, his face slightly solemn.

"Old man...... I'm going back. ”

"It's so late......"

"I answered the phone just now, my movie seems to have finished early, the assistant director drank some wine, and he seems to be a little uncontrollable, I have to hurry over and take a look......"

"Can't control your emotions?"

"yes, it seems a little bit serious. ”

"Do you need me to send someone?"

"No, I'll go over and have a look. ”

"Okay...... Then I'll ask the driver to send you first. ”

"Well, old man Xie. ”

"Don't say that, if there's something you have to call me, do you?"

"Understood!"