I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

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

Lu Yuan at this moment has become the focus of much attention.

It was the first time that he saw such a battle, and he was naturally very nervous, but when he thought of the 50,000 yuan bonus, he took a deep breath and walked to the stage step by step, pretending to be very self-conscious.

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

I am an acting school now!

"Why did you leave halfway just now?" Father Chen looked at Lu Yuan with helpless eyes.

He really didn't know what the **** had in his head.

"It's a little stuffy here, I went out to get some air, and my stomach hurts, so..."

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"I do have a little stomach..."

"Well, if I didn't call, would you not go back?"

"This...this is not...just to let the wind through..."

"Then the driver Xiao Zhang said that you are going to leave?" The old man stared at Lu Yuan wisely.

"How is it possible, did I say that? It's impossible, he got it wrong!" Lu Yuan shook his head hurriedly after seeing the old man's gaze.

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

"Oh."

"There is also the word you, I have to practice it..."

"You must practice when you have time."

"Go ahead."

"Oh."

After a brief conversation between Lu Yuan and Old Man Chen, he turned and walked towards Chen Xi.

Chen Xi's tall figure stood in the center of the stage and silently looked at Lu Yuan who came over, her beautiful eyes filled with ripples and curiosity.

Is this the person Grandpa often talks about?

Looks really talented.

Well, people seem to be very sincere.

Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi, only to think that this beauty was quite stunning, and her whole body exuded a scent of books, especially those eyes, which were as gentle as water, and there was a hint of cold and arrogance hidden in them.

"Congratulations."

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

"Do you have any comments?"

"Oh, that... I actually don't know that I can get such a high score, but here I want to thank..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and learned from some TV shows. Said it again.

Anyway, I would like to thank the judges and my colleagues for unnourishing words.

After speaking, Lu Yuan bowed very modestly.

Following his bow, applause rang, and the host next to him showed a smile on his face, slowly preparing to step onto the stage, when he was holding the microphone to say something, he suddenly saw Lu Yuan still standing there. The ground did not step down.

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

Any thing else?

Lu Yuan did not go down, but stood on the stage in a daze for dozens of seconds, as if waiting for something.

"Do you have anything else you want to say?" Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't mean to step down, Chen Xi glanced at Lu Yuan strangely.

"Ah, no more..." Lu Yuan shook his head, but still stood on the stage.

"then you……"

"Well, can I ask a question?"

"Excuse me."

"Well, is there something else to be awarded? For example, that... bonus or something... when will it be given to me..." Lu Yuan looked at Chen Xi with hints in his eyes and lowered his voice beside Chen Xi.

"..."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't write poems because of bonuses, but for my feelings, for the vast number of peasants..." Lu Yuan saw that Chen Xi's expression was slightly wrong, and quickly explained in a low voice.

"The bonus will be given to you at the backstage. Just go down and report the card number." Chen Xi took a deep breath, her tender eyes instantly became quite helpless.

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

Lu Yuan's talented image suddenly collapsed and turned into an appearance desperate for money.

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

money!

Fifty thousand yuan, this is a lot of money!

Pooh!

Will I be the one who bends for the fifty thousand yuan?

Am I so bad?

Of course I am not such a person!

After stepping down, Lu Yuan suddenly continued to show a polite expression, sitting in a position like some talented people.

………………………………

Time passed quickly, and the poem meeting came to an end in a blink of an eye.

After Lu Yuan received the prize and stepped down from the stage, the group of supporters of ancient poetry clapped again, and the drums were quite loud.

They even stared at the proponents of modern poetry with a smile on their faces.

Modern poetry lovers have terrible expressions on their faces, feeling suffocated but unable to spread.

This feeling is terrible.

Lovers of classical poetry are not happy.

After all, Lu Yuan's poems won the top score, and the modern poetry society has been overwhelmed!

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

In the next few rounds of competitions, all the supporters of ancient poetry are very much looking forward to Lu Yuan’s performance. They look forward to Lu Yuan’s performance with a few more good poems to suppress the arrogance of the modern poetry society. If it can suppress the supporters of modern poetry It's better to be out of breath.

But unfortunately, what Lu Yuan handed over were all blank papers, and it seemed that he had no intention of contributing to their classical poetry lovers...

Without the variable of Lu Yuan, the entire poetry society has resumed its previous stage of no distinction...

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

"I can't write it..."

"I don't believe it. If someone who can write two poems hard, will he fail to answer a single question in the next exam?"

"Of course, it's because I'm Jiang Lang..." Lu Yuan nodded honestly.

"I see, you are afraid of rubbing too much with modern poetry, so you deliberately save them a little face? Xiongtai, I don't see that you are quite gentlemanly, this kind of character is really admirable! "After Xu Xiaonian watched Lu Yuan calmly eating the fruit, he felt a sense of admiration in his heart, and at the same time, the look in Lu Yuan's eyes began to heat up.

There is such a little sense of base...

"Cough, cough...this..." Lu Yuan couldn't laugh or cry instantly when he heard these words.

I told the truth again, but no one believed it.

what happened?

Is it true that I can only lie now to be believed?

Can someone just brag about their talent?

There are only a few ancient poems he can recite in total, and he can match the title of blind cat and dead mouse for a thousand years, but it is normal to say that Jiang Lang is really fine...

He actually didn't want to pretend that he was talented, but...

Others don't give him a chance!

…………………………

The poem meeting finally ended with the host’s generous summary.

The young talents gradually disappeared amidst the high mountains and flowing waters and business exchanges.

Lu Yuan was naturally touted by these people.

Of course, Lu Yuan was guilty of conscience and was a little embarrassed when he was flattering him. He repeatedly claimed that he was a talented Jiang Lang.

Naturally no one believed Lu Yuan's words.

Everyone felt that Lu Yuan was humble, and even Chen Xi who followed behind felt that Lu Yuan was too humble.

It even seems hypocritical.

Old man Chen was going to take Lu Yuan and Chen Xi to drink evening tea. By the way, they met. He looked at Chen Xi and looked at Lu Yuan’s eyes. He was a little happy. He felt that there was a play. However, after Lu Yuan answered a call, Mr. Chen I can only give it up temporarily.

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

"Master...I'm going back..."

"Hurry back? It's so late..."

"I just answered the phone. It seems that the filming of my movie was finished early. The assistant director drank some wine and seemed to be unable to control his emotions. I have to go and take a look..."

"Can't control emotions?"

"Yeah, it seems a bit serious."

"Need I send someone?"

"No, I'll go and take a look first."

"Well... Then I ask the driver to see you off first."

"Well, Father Xie."

"Don't say that, if you have anything, you must call me, know?"

"understand!"