I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

The negative news of "Dream Traveler" is endless, and the harmony of "Journey to the West" has not been affected at all.

Although this incident was just a false alarm to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan still reminded himself.

The quality of box lunch cannot be slackened.

Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, these three things are necessary for people to live in this world. Other things are almost okay, but food can't be poor, let alone overnight.

otherwise……

Isn't this cheating?

September 3rd.

For "Dream Traveler", this day is still a headline and hot day, but for Lu Yuan, it is a day when several songs formally meet everyone.

There are more and more people coming from Yinchuan, and the people around Yinchuan Grand Theater have been coming and going from day to day.

The traditional music that had been somewhat unpopular is now surrounded by this group of people, and it seems that it is faintly rising.

Lu Yuan summed it up a bit, and Huaxia's slightly more famous composers came over.

Including Chen Guanxiong.

Chen Guanxiong was accompanied by a tall girl with glasses.

Lu Yuan knew her.

Her name is Chen Xi, and the two met at the poetry conference and then at the art exhibition.

When Lu Yuan saw Chen Guanxiong and Chen Xi, he greeted them with enthusiasm. With bright smiles on their faces, they led them into the place where they lived, and made good chrysanthemum tea for them.

This time I didn't make any West Lake Longjing anymore. Lu Yuan checked the internet and found that it is better to drink chrysanthemum tea on a hot day.

Cooling and detoxification, especially to entertain such elderly people is better, and it is better for health.

So he spent more than a thousand to buy more than ten catties of chrysanthemum tea.

As for West Lake Longjing...

Ok.

In fact, West Lake Longjing has been completely drunk.

When he saw Lu Yuan entertain himself with chrysanthemum tea, although Chen Guanxiong felt strange, he didn't say anything.

Chrysanthemum tea is actually good, it is good for cooling and detoxification.

Chen Xi looked at Lu Yuan, and a smile appeared on her face.

how to say?

Lu Yuan was a lot darker than before, and seemed to be a lot stronger, but again, the dark circles around his eye sockets were quite obvious.

It can be seen that Lu Yuan did not sleep well recently.

But it’s right to think about it. I have to take care of shooting and prepare some songs. Isn’t that busy?

In her heart, Chen Xi admired Lu Yuan.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Yuan actually spent an hour or so playing "Plants vs. Zombies" every day.

The good name is: Game BUG test.

However, after testing, Lu Yuan forgot the time and even lacked sleep.

Of course, filming "A Journey to the West" was not as tiring as others thought. Basically, Li Qi was doing some basic work, and Lu Yuan was just acting as the protagonist in some nonsensical plots.

"Xiao Lu... I really didn't expect you to be interested in traditional music. Mr. Hu said on the phone that your composition is so powerful that it might even become a classic in the future... This makes me tickled. of."

"Hehe, I didn't say it so badly, in fact, thanks to Mr. Hu's help, otherwise I won't be able to figure it out..."

"Lu Yuan, give it to me the truth, how many songs do you have?"

"Not much..."

"Not much is how much?"

"It's not much..."

"..."

Chatting with Lu Yuan always makes people want to beat him.

At the same time, Lu Yuan's silly smile always made Chen Guanxiong feel this guy very hateful.

Of course, Chen Guanxiong's cultivation is very good, and Qi Yang Kungfu is also a first-class and elder-level figure, so he just shook his head helplessly...

What can you say when you encounter this product?

seem……

He found himself faintly used to it.

Chen Xi didn't say anything, just looked at the surrounding furnishings in her free time.

Lu Yuan lived in a much simpler place than she had imagined. As a young man, Chen Xi couldn't have imagined that people like Lu Yuan would live in such a place.

Perhaps this is someone who is really willing to be lonely and really likes music.

and many more!

Ready to be lonely?

wrong!

After thinking of Lu Yuan bombing the headlines twice in three days, Chen Xi found that this evaluation was completely contradictory.

If this guy is willing to be lonely, then others are probably already lonely as snow.

……………………………………

In the evening.

The evening in Yinchuan is beautiful.

From a distance, half of the sky was dyed red by the sunset, and gusts of sand were blown by a gust of wind.

There are about two hours before the exchange meeting.

Xu Hong and the others were a little tired after preparing some details of the exchange meeting, so they went out for a walk in twos and threes.

have to say.

The scenery is pretty good.

When they saw these beautiful sceneries, a faint smile appeared on their faces.

Originally it was just a walk, but seeing the setting sun reflected half of it, after the blood-red light shone on this land, a strange color appeared on the whole land.

The sunset is beautiful.

Yes.

It's really beautiful.

But everyone always feels that standing in the lower part of such a beautiful sunset to do something, it seems that there are shortcomings.

at this time……

"At such a time, it is worthwhile to compose a poem to come here!"

"exactly!"

"That's right, I want to say that too!"

"I really have to have one, it's still early in the exchange meeting, or should we also be arty, and a few poems to cultivate our sentiment?"

"Haha, okay, then I will start selling ugly, and let's have a song "Red Sunset"!"

"it is good!"

Xu Hong looked at this piece of sky surrounded by everyone, and then smiled.

Although he has been focusing on composing a lot of music, he is not bad in terms of poetic talent. He once published a collection of poems that were quite catchy and sold well.

Literati, isn't it something that is always the point?

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu's "Red Sunset" makes me feel quite appropriate, but also a little bit sad, especially when the world knows my heart, it is full of charm and rhyme!"

After Xu Hong wrote a poem, an old man around Lu Yuan clapped approvingly.

The applause was warm and appreciated.

Lu Yuan was also applauding and smiling.

"Haha Miyue praised Miyue, it's just an improvisation!"

"No, I think Teacher Xu is right to throw jade to attract jade..."

"Haha!"

"By the way, Mr. Chen, you can also play a song."

"Haha, let me have one too..."

A group of people laughed and created a catchy poem, and it was also very suitable.

Xu Hong looked at everyone happily, feeling very happy. It seems that his technique of throwing bricks and attracting jade is really good.

At this moment, he stayed for a while.

"Right, isn't Xiao Lu here?"

"Oh, yes, I forgot this. Speaking of poems, Xiao Lu is very good. The previous songs "Painting" and "Drinking" and the two songs "Preciating the Nong" are good."

"Yeah, how can you lose Lu Yuan at this time..."

"Haha, let someone call him..."

"..."

A group of people thought of Lu Yuan after writing a poem for a long time, and after looking back at the crowd, they found that Lu Yuan was not in the crowd.

Xu Hong hesitated a little, then took out his cell phone and called Lu Yuan.

………………………………

"Uh? A poem about "Sunset"?"

"No, no...I'm not going anymore. You are all seniors, all with brilliant literary talents. I go...not suitable."

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I just don't think I can write poetry anymore. Really, I don't actually understand it."

"Really, I won't lie to you, my head is empty now, the poems I wrote before are pure luck, now... sweat will not pollute the ears of seniors..."

"..."

"No, I didn't mean to look down on the seniors... Then..."

"Then I'll come over..."

After dinner, Lu Yuan stretched out, turned on the computer, and planned to test whether there are any bugs in "Plants vs. Zombies"...

Anyway, there are more than two hours before the exchange meeting, which is still early.

Just when he just turned on the computer and was about to bring two, he heard the phone ring.

When he received the call, he actually refused at first.

But hearing Xu Hong’s voice on the phone seemed so helpless. He also remembered that if he dragged himself like this, it would seem to be too shameful, and Mr. Xu Hong really helped him some time ago. , So he considered it again and again, and finally chose to pass.

but……

Poems about the sunset?

Lu Yuan had a brain, but he scratched his head, but he felt that his mind seemed to be blank.

I don't know if it was about staying up late, Lu Yuan found that his mind seemed to be confused.

He didn't think of any poems for a while.

More than ten minutes later...

"Haha, Xiao Lu, here comes..."

"Um, good teacher Xu."

"Haha, Xiao Lu, we just used the setting sun as an introduction to composing a poem, do you have one too?"

"Predecessors, I just listen to them... By the way, what poems did you predecessors write?"

"Well, Mr. Xu came to a song "Red Sunset", and Mrs. Chen came to a song "Night Wind", Teacher Liu..."

"Oh oh."

Lu Yuan nodded when he heard the poems made by these people, and then smiled confidently in front of everyone's eyes.

"The poems of the seniors are all very good. Let me tell you the truth. Actually, I don't know much about ancient poetry..."

"Haha, Xiao Lu, don't be humble, we are waiting to listen."

"Okay, then I will show my ugliness."

Lu Yuan looked at the sunset slightly.

The sunset is indeed beautiful.

Yes, it's red, dyed half of the sky...

This situation really makes people feel emotional.

A smile appeared on his face, and he felt that this moment was exceptionally beautiful...

Then he carried his hands on his back.

One minute, two minutes...

After a full ten minutes, Lu Yuan turned his head to look at the expectant people.

There was an awkward smile on his face.

"Then..., dear seniors, my mind is a little messy, the tossing is tossing out, but I don't think these two capitals are very suitable for the scene... The poem of the scene, the sunset poem, well, I can't create it..."

"Haha, then come and listen to us if the situation shouldn't happen?" Chen Guanxiong laughed.

He knew what poem Lu Yuan would compose.

Mr. Lu has never let him down.

Chen Xi also stared at Lu Yuan.

Two songs?

Chen Xi remembered the scene when he saw Lu Yuan the first day.

It seems that Lu Yuan is still such a different person.

but……

Just at this time.

"Ah... Seniors, a melody suddenly appeared in my mind. I have to record it... Seniors, let me miss you first. After all, inspiration is really fleeting..." Lu Yuan suddenly slammed. He patted his head, and then under everyone's attention, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Chen Guanxiong looked dumbfounded.

inspiration?

What?

You hang our minds, wait for so long, and then you show us this?

What is your appetite?

but……

Everyone, look at me and I will look at you. Although the appetite is so high, but...

They can't say anything.

After all, inspiration is not something that can come casually.

They understand.

So it is possible to hear Lu Yuan’s tunes again in the music exchange tonight?

but……

What kind of poems are those two uncomfortable poems?

Although understanding at the same time, everyone's hearts suddenly itch!

This is very uncomfortable to be hung...

…………………………

call……

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

What inspiration does he have?

There were indeed two poems in his mind.

But the key is that he forgot how to pronounce the first two sentences.

The more I think about it, the more I can't hold it out.

He also doesn't want to hang people's appetite.

He can't help it.

Forget it!

From now on, this ancient poetry line can no longer join in the fun.

Otherwise, sooner or later you will get embarrassed...