He personally sent out invitations one by one.
On the third day after sending out the invitation letter, Lu Yuan started to receive the acknowledgement of the text messages.
"I will. Big honey!"
"Time really flies. It's been ten years. ---- Hu Ge!"
"Be punctual. Teacher Liu!"
"Fourth Bro, you're not right. You've been missing for ten years and you only contacted Eldest Bro after you came back. "This time, we're paying our respects to our sister-in-law. The four of us brothers can also gather together. ---- Second Brother Zhang Li."
"Fourth brother, this person has passed away, but the living are like this. When the time comes, I'll have to talk to you. Your disappearance ten years ago was really too impulsive. ---- Big brother Qin Changfan."
"Fourth Bro, you're finally back! Third Brother Yang Qilong."
……
A total of 36 invitations were sent out.
These 36 people were all carefully selected by Lu Yuan. They were his and Ye Sirou's best friends, mentors, brothers, and best friends.
Lu Yuan received a total of 35 replies. Among them, only two people were really inconvenient and couldn't attend.
There was another person, Liu Yifei, who did not reply. She did not know the exact situation.
……
He confirmed the name list.
Lu Yuan continued to get busy.
First, he went to the recording studio and re-recorded a few songs without any hiccups.
The post-production had been entrusted to a professional production team.
All the plans were carried out in an orderly manner.
On this day, half a month had passed, and it was also the time for the recording and broadcast of " Seeing Words Like Face ".
Lu Yuan once again appeared at the Red Brick Art Museum in Shencheng. He was prepared to go to Xi City in Sujiang Province tomorrow after recording this episode. He would first send a bouquet of flowers to Sirou before flying to Yanjing City to prepare for the related matters.
Shanghai Red Brick Art Museum, lounge.
Lu Yuan was the first to arrive today. He sat quietly in his seat and carefully read the letter the production team had given him, trying to figure out every word and emotion in the letter.
Not too long later.
There was movement outside the lounge.
Lu Yuan put down the letter in his hand, raised his head, and looked outside the door.
She was wearing an elegant black dress. Her temperament was reserved and she was very beautiful. Her bones were slightly twisted, and with the fine lines of her facial features, the shades were balanced and suitable. It was more in line with the golden mean of oriental aesthetics. Overall, she had the beauty of a big country.
Jiang Qinqin.
He had starred in Wind and Cloud, The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and Qiao Family Courtyard. In recent years, he had gradually retreated behind the scenes.
"Senior Jiang."
Lu Yuan put down the letter, stood up, and called out respectfully.
Jiang Qinqin was a Grade 94 student at Beijing Film Academy. Lu Yuan had met her a few times before, so they could be considered familiar.
"Lu Yuan."
When Jiang Qinqin saw Lu Yuan, she walked a few steps faster and didn't put on any airs. Instead, she revealed a smile and sized up Lu Yuan. Then, she said familiarly,"
"You brat, you're amazing."
"Ten years ago, when you disappeared, the teachers and professors in the school were looking for you like crazy! He mobilized all the connections in the Beijing Film and Television industry..."
Regarding this matter, when Lu Yuan heard it, he felt quite embarrassed.
When he was wandering around, he had heard about it too. However, he had that mentality at that time. The more you looked for him, the more he wanted to hide himself so that no one could find him.
Jiang Qinqin patted Lu Yuan's arm and paused for a moment before saying,""Who knew that you would appear again ten years later?”
"Recently, the circle of Beijing Film Academy has been talking about you again.”
There were two biggest circles in the entertainment industry in the State of Zhao. One was the Beijing Film and Television industry, and the other was the Shen Film and Television industry.
……
Jiang Qinqin was the guest tonight.
After a while.
The other two guests had also arrived.
One of them was Teacher Zhang Guoli, whom Lu Yuan already knew, and the other was the actor Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun had a cold and proud temperament. His gaze only swept past Lu Yuan before he retracted his gaze, not wanting to bother with Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan didn't go up either.
……
While chatting with Jiang Qinqin, Lu Yuan obtained a piece of useful information.
One of Jiang Qinqin's cousins was quite rich. She didn't want to just be a rich lady at home, so she recently started a publishing house.
Lu Yuan left his number and thought that he could contact her after he finished writing the first half of 'The Best of Us.'
3:30 PM.
The recording began.
This time, Lu Yuan was the third person to go on stage to read the letter.
There was no excessive lighting, no extra props.
A person, a letter, a microphone, and a small audience.
Lu Yuan stood in the middle of the red brick round hall.
The letter in his hand was from 1911, written by a patriot who was about to die: "Letter to Wife."
Lu Yuan's hoarse and heavy voice slowly sounded,"
"The meaning is as clear as the sky:
I'll say goodbye to you with this book! When I wrote this book, I was still a man in the world. When you read this book, I have become a ghost in the underworld. When I wrote this book, tears and ink fell down together. I couldn't finish writing and wanted to stop writing. I'm afraid you don't understand my feelings, think I have the heart to abandon you and die, think I don't know you don't want me to die, so I bear to say this to you sadly.
I love you dearly! It's because I love you so much that I have the courage to die! Since I met you, I often hope that all lovers in the world can get married, but the whole place is full of fishy clouds, the street is full of wolfdogs, happy, how many can?”
……
Red brick circular hall.
The surrounding lights were dim, and only the spotlight in the middle was lit.
A voice filled with emotion sounded.
Lu Yuan read it twice.
The first time was in the original text, and the second time was in the vernacular:
"I am indeed willing to rely on you until I die of old age, but according to the current situation, natural disasters can cause death, thieves can cause death, when the powers divide Zhao, people can cause death, corrupt officials abuse the people can cause death. When that time comes, can I watch you die, or can I watch you die?”
……
"I have nothing more to say to you now. I heard your cries far away in the underworld, and I should have responded with your cries. I usually don't believe in ghosts, but now I hope it really does exist. Now, someone is saying that telepathy is a skill, and I hope that this is true. Then when I die, my soul can still be with you reluctantly. You don't have to be sad because you lost your partner.”
……
In this " Letter to My Wife ", Lu Yuan was immersed, shocked, growing, and enjoying!
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