Shangguan Qing'er didn't expect that it would be the last time Li Dabao saw everyone.

Liu Xiaomei and Du Zida were also silent.

"Kung Fu" skyrocketed at the box office.

Everyone knows that this is Li Dabao's last movie, whether you support him or oppose him.

A lot of people have chosen to support.

When everyone dies, the grievances will naturally disappear.

A lot of people were silent.

I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

The Yangtze River is turbulent, and salvage is basically impossible.

Li Dabao was buried in the Yangtze River.

Even if it doesn't blow up, it's drowned.

The chances of Li Dabao surviving are slim.

Li Dabao's death shocked the world's mathematical community.

"I'm quite disappointed in Huaxia, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Mike, a mathematician at the Institute of Mathematics in the United States, said.

"The average speed of the whole journey is 300 yards. He surrendered his life and death to God. ”

Perhaps God was too jealous of his talents. ”

"I want to get justice for Li Dabao, and that matter must be investigated. I suspect that Bao Ye was wronged, and Bao Ye didn't say a word from beginning to end. ”

"If you don't say it, you naturally admit it, do you need to say it?"

", even if it's true, please don't keep attacking, okay?" ”

Dabao Studio sent a message: "Li Dabao's departure is very sad, although Li Dabao is gone.

But Dabao Studio will not be disbanded, because Li Dabao left a job that could not be completed for ten years.

A movie "When Happiness Knocks on the Door", two TV series, and more than a dozen new songs.

Li Dabao fulfilled his original promise.

In the near future, Li Dabao's song "Farewell Poem" will be played simultaneously on the whole network.

According to Li Dabao, this song is a new style of song, let's call it a Chinese style song for the time being. ”

"Bao Ye, he is still so domineering and leaky, he is a character worthy of our memory. ”

"Bao Ye will always live in our hearts. ”

"We are very sorry for this kind of thing. ”

It's been a week.

There is still no news from Li Dabao.

Shangguan Qing'er sat quietly in the office.

Listen to Li Dabao's "Farewell Poem".

Li Dabao's smile seemed to be just yesterday.

At first, she didn't believe that Li Dabao would have such a thing, but gradually she accepted this reality.

She was talking angrily, never thinking that it would be the last conversation between them.

"Sister, I'm also sad when something like this happens, but you can't be like this all day long, and it really hurts me to see you like this. Li Fei'er persuaded.

"Fei'er, you don't understand, although I am a dispensable part of his life, he is the whole of my life. Shangguan Qing'er said.

"Sister, after listening to this song, let me tell you, where is the most important thing left by Li Dabao. But you must promise me, you must cheer up. Li Fei'er said.

Shangguan Qing'er nodded heavily.

Li Fei'er: "I really don't know what kind of ecstasy Li Dabao poured into you." ”

Out of the sheath sword, murderous, the wind rises on the moonless battlefield, thousands of troops and horses break alone, and they are brave and good.

Children's love, past life accounts, your laughter, how can you forget when you are alive?

Beauty tears, broken intestines, this can take people's lives is rouge burning.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, written on the road of March spring rain, if you can still walk beside you with an umbrella.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, who will sing for me on the Huangquan Road, if I can die next to you, it will not be in vain to come to the world to take this trip.

Out of the sheath sword, murderous, the wind rises on the moonless battlefield, thousands of troops and horses break alone, and they are brave and good.

Children's love, past life accounts, your laughter, how to forget when you are alive.

Beauty tears, broken intestines, this can take people's lives is rouge burning.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, written on the road of March spring rain, if you can still walk beside you with an umbrella.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, who will sing for me on the Huangquan Road, if I can die next to you, it will not be in vain to come to the world to take this trip.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, written on the road of March spring rain, if you can still walk beside you with an umbrella.

Farewell poem, two or three lines, who will sing for me on the Huangquan Road, if I can die next to you, it will not be in vain to come to the world to take this trip.

"Farewell Poem" tells the story of an iron-blooded man who is full of confiding in his loved one when he partes in life and death, sad but not sad, winning with love, and the poignant and gorgeous melody is better than "Red Face", which is also the fission of Hu Yanbin's inner potential musical super energy.

This time, Hu Yanbin does not play fancy musical elements or use "showmanship" skills as a gimmick, but completely relies on his increasingly exquisite sound characteristics as the backing to move people's hearts.

In his voice, there is a cold murderous aura, a worldly banality, and a purity that seems to be another world, as if only the unobtained, the dead, the unknown, or the too late to know is a pure land.

The so-called farewell, the beauty of that kind of pain is not understood by everyone, unless you have experienced it, but in the face of missing out, some people can wave their hands and say goodbye, but some people would rather spend their lives waiting for it without praying for return.

Hu Yanbin's heart is like a stop to water, and it is better than crying out of compassion. "Farewell poem, two or three lines, who will sing for me on the Huangquan Road, if I can die next to you, it will not be in vain to come to the world to take this trip", the reason why love is great is not because it is love, but because the people who experience it are too persistent, and it is the persistence that makes love resound. In the turbulent environment, the relationship has become more and more indestructible, and the confidence in life has begun, and attachment has arisen, and the future happiness is no longer a strong phantom fire.

The night is cold and drunk alone, the lamp wants to be alone and the sorrow is a thousand sorrows, a love is scattered in the dust, this life is gone and never looks back, although the goodbye, the flame of love has been burning, "out of the sheath of the sword, murderous, the wind rises without a moon on the battlefield, thousands of troops and horses break alone, and a brave man."

Shangguan Qing'er quietly held back tears.

"May I be well, may you be well, and may the whole world be gentle with you. ”

This is the farewell poem that Li Dabao left her.

Li Fei'er: "Why are you crying again?"

"Fei'er, tell me where his most important thing is?" Shangguan Qing'er said.

"I'm afraid of his dog, your uncle's got lost, so I installed a locator around its neck. Li Fei'er said.

"Even if the locator was installed, it would have died a long time ago. Shangguan Qing'er said regretfully.

"No, I found out that your uncle is still active. It's alive. ”

Shangguan Qing'er stood up suddenly.

"I'm going to look for it, he's probably not dead. Shangguan Qing'er said.

"Cousin, don't do this, okay? He's gone. Li Fei'er said.

"Fei'er, Dabao Studio will be handed over to you. Even if there is only one in a thousand hopes, I will go to him. ”

Li Fei'er was also helpless, so it was better to let her die of this heart.