It's cold in the early morning in the countryside.

It was so cold that it made me shiver.

Lu Yuan wrapped himself in his coat and dragged his luggage, standing at the entrance of the village, sitting there like an idiot.

The wind scraped at Lu Yuan's face like a knife, causing him pain. He felt as if his skin was about to crack.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes silently.

He felt as if he was standing at a fork in the road, choosing whether to go left or right...

He is very conflicted.

Home is just a few steps away from the village entrance. After returning home, I take a cold shower and go to sleep without saying a word. The next day, if Wang Jinxue doesn't knock on the door, I can sleep as long as I want. Well, there's nothing wrong with even sleeping until the end of time, as long as I can sleep like that.

Of course, going forward is the Spring Festival Gala stage. Although there is no money on the Spring Festival Gala stage, it symbolizes an unprecedented glory.

At least not just anyone can perform on the Spring Festival Gala. If you really get on the stage, you can brag about yourself to no matter how much you want in the future.

Lu Yuan was sad.

He is making a difficult choice between life and reality.

After hesitating for a long time, perhaps because he could not stand the cold anymore, Lu Yuan finally picked up his luggage and rushed home without saying a word.

No matter what, you have to go home and have a good sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow.

As for the Spring Festival Gala?

No, no, let’s warm up first.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan felt clear-headed and comfortable. He turned left and right until he reached his doorstep. Standing at the door, he searched his pockets.

Empty pockets.

Where are the keys?

He was stunned.

He lost his keys?

Oh my god!

He suddenly remembered that he forgot to take out his keys when he was doing laundry yesterday, and then...

The key may be in the washing machine!

Can you still be so deceiving?

But this is a minor issue and doesn't affect anything.

Standing at the door of his house, Lu Yuan shook his head speechlessly and took out his cell phone to call his family. He planned to ask his parents to come down and open the door.

However, more tragic things are yet to come.

He found that he couldn't get through to either his father or his mother on the phone.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get through.

Is this retribution?

Others can’t get through to you on the phone, and now it’s your turn to be unable to get through to your parents?

This is a sad story.

Lu Yuan did not give up. He stood shivering in the cold wind, went around to the back door, and shouted loudly for his parents. After shouting for more than ten times, a group of dogs started barking. At the same time, several dogs jumped out from the neighbors' houses and stared at him with their teeth bared, but the lights in his own house were not on.

Finally he gave up.

Hopeless.

He felt that something in the dark was hinting at him...

Lu Yuan closed his eyes again, wrapped himself in his coat, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

I can't just stand outside the house like an idiot. How is that different from being an idiot?

Forget it, let’s go to Yanjing.

Isn’t it nice to go to the Spring Festival Gala?

Home……

Forget it, I’ll come back next time.

On a snowy night, a lonely figure left home dejectedly, carrying his luggage, amid a group of barking dogs...

In the moonlight, his shadow was stretched very long.

Lu Yuan felt that the wind tonight was too cold, so cold that it made him want to cry.

What the hell is this?

The next morning, Lu Yuan's cell phone rang after he had boarded the express train to Yanjing.

"You're back? Are you there yet?"

"I came back last night."

"Then why don't you open the door?"

"I lost my keys."

"Call us. We waited for you until eight o'clock. When you didn't come and your phone was turned off, we thought you were not coming, so we went to bed early."

"I shouted..."

"We didn't hear it... Can't you just shout the point?"

"If you shout again, I'm afraid I'll be bitten by a dog..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

"So where are you now? In the hotel?"

"I'm on the bus to Yanjing."

"Yanjing? Why go to Yanying..."

"Go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"What? Spring Festival Gala? Is this true? Is it CCTV's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"You're going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, so what were you doing back home last night? Are you bored?"

"Do you believe me when I say I didn't know I was going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?"

“…”

Lu Yuan's father on the other end of the phone thought his son was a genius in logic. Why was he going home so late at night when he was preparing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?

Want to go for a ride when you have nothing to do?

Lu Yuan couldn't express his pain...

After hanging up the phone, An Xiao's phone rang again.

"Have you written the song? If so, could you send it to me to see?" An Xiao's voice was obviously a little anxious.

“……” Lu Yuan opened his mouth.

He forgot.

"What's wrong? Didn't you write it down?"

"I've written it down." Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment.

"Then pass it to me..."

"I can't upload it for now... My internet connection is not very good here."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm in the car."

"In the car? What are you going to do?"

"Go to Yanjing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala."

"Spring Festival Gala? You...you are participating too?"

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, I should also participate."

"?"

…

When An Xiao arrived at the Spring Festival Gala program team, he found out that assistant director Chen Guangming and planner Liu Bangshun wanted him and Lu Yuan to sing a song on the same stage.

An Xiao felt a little strange. Since Lu Yuan wanted to sing on the same stage with her, then why didn't he tell her when she called him last night to invite him to sing? He even didn't tell her until she called him in the morning?

What is this person going to do?

Are you kidding me?

"You said Lu Yuan has already written the song?"

"Yes, Director Chen, Lu Yuan is in the car now and will probably arrive in the afternoon."

"Is there still enough time? There's only one day left."

"If there's no traffic jam, we should still be able to make it in time."

"That's good, but do you know what song Lu Yuan wrote? Let me see the lyrics and score first. Not every song can be sung on the Spring Festival Gala. After all, we have to consider the audience."

"This... the score and lyrics are not available yet. The signal over there doesn't seem to be very good. He's in the car." An Xiao shook his head immediately after seeing Liu Bangshun's appearance.

Lu Yuan only told her on the phone that he had written the song and there would be no problem singing it on the Spring Festival Gala.

She believed it.

She chose to believe Lu Yuan. Although Lu Yuan was a bad guy, at least he never failed at critical moments. Moreover, it was a big stage like the Spring Festival Gala, so she felt that Lu Yuan would definitely not dare to play around.

But Liu Bangshun frowned.

An Xiao believes Lu Yuan but he doesn't!

He always felt that Lu Yuan would do something weird at the critical moment.

What can't people who dare to run such a cruel advertisement in Spain do?

He has seen too many things like this.

Moreover, he is one of the most important planners of this Spring Festival Gala. If Lu Yuan messes up, he will be the first one to take responsibility.

He didn't want to do anything weird at this time and make a fool of himself in front of the whole nation.

He also wants to save face.

"How about this, you ask Lu Yuan to send the song over first. If the score is difficult to send, let him sing it a cappella for me first."

"Yeah, okay."

"How about you give me a call?"

"Me? I've been treated as a liar..."

"???"

…

"What? I'm in the car now. I can send you the lyrics, but it's not very convenient to sing it a cappella."

"It's better to sing it. After all, Director Chen and the others don't want to make any mistakes."

"Are we really going to sing this? There are so many people..."

"Sing, it doesn't matter if there are a lot of people, there will be even more people at the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay, if you really want to hear it, wait a minute. I'll find a quiet place in the service area..."

"OK!"

After Lu Yuan typed the lyrics, he sent them to An Xiao while his phone had network connection. Then, while waiting for the car to enter the service area for a rest, Lu Yuan looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he secretly took out his phone, took off his mask, and began to sing the popular song.

The name of this song is "Go Home Often".

At first, Lu Yuan was still singing quietly, but as he sang, he started to get excited a little bit...

"Go home often and have a look.

Even if I wash the chopsticks and dishes for my mother

The elderly do not expect their children to contribute much to the family

It’s not easy to be together in life…”

Especially when he sang to the climax, Lu Yuan let himself go a little bit.

This song is so classic. He remembered the song played during the Spring Festival Gala that year...

Many things are just memories.

After Lu Yuan finished singing and hung up the phone, he suddenly saw that the empty room was now crowded with people.

This group of people looked at Lu Yuan in astonishment.

Several middle-aged people had red eyes, while several young people were particularly excited...

"Wow, it's really Lu Yuan, he looks so familiar to me!"

"Lu Yuan, I didn't expect to see you here..."

"Lu Yuan, I didn't even notice we were in the same car!"

"Lu Yuan, the song you sang makes me feel uncomfortable. I don't plan to go abroad."

"Lu Yuan, is this your new song?"

"Lu Yuan, are you going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Wow, Lu Yuan, I'm your fan, can you sign an autograph for me?"

“I want one too!”

“…”

“…”

Lu Yuan looked at this group of excited people and quickly put on a mask. He really wanted to say that he was not Lu Yuan and that they had the wrong person.

But in this situation, no matter how he explained it, it would be as ridiculous as trying to cover up his mistakes.

They are not fools.

At this moment, seeing these people surrounding him excitedly, Lu Yuan panicked.

He had yet to experience being recognized out of the blue.

what do I do?

?

…

Zheng Tianlong has been paying close attention to the Spring Festival Gala recently.

In fact, he has been watching the Spring Festival Gala every year, but this year's Spring Festival Gala left a particularly good impression on him.

Whether it was the news of young and handsome actors appearing on the Spring Festival Gala or the veteran actors preparing their programs, they all made him feel very comfortable.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that as soon as the news about the Spring Festival Gala came out, this disgusting guy Lu Yuan was directly pushed to the top of the hot headlines.

This undoubtedly made him secretly happy.

He was really disgusted by Lu Yuan, and it almost caused him to suffer from psychological trauma.

In the evening, after drinking a cup of coffee, he browsed Weibo like he did in the past few days.

At this moment, Weibo was full of joy and information about the Spring Festival Gala. He also saw that several of Joaquin's young idols were shining in the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala and were very popular.

These young handsome guys were all brought up by him. Now that he sees them performing so well, he is naturally in a very happy mood.

I feel like my thoughts are no longer clear.

But while scrolling through the headlines on Weibo, a few more photos suddenly appeared...

"Lu Yuan is suspected to be participating in this year's Spring Festival Gala with his new song and An Xiao on the same stage!"

"Lu Yuan was secretly practicing singing at the service station, but he was so absorbed in singing that he was recognized on the spot and was chased by fans for autographs..."

“This is a heart-touching song…”

"Lu Yuan's new song was written specifically for the Spring Festival Gala?"

“…”

When Weibo was unknowingly filled with Lu Yuan's news again, Zheng Tianlong, who had been smiling, closed his eyes.

This person.

Coming again?

Why the hell are you on the Spring Festival Gala?

You don't want to go home for the New Year?

At this moment, he gradually became despair as if he was haunted by a nightmare, and at the same time, his clear thoughts suddenly became unclear.

Maybe it will never be possible to understand it again in this lifetime.

It might even shorten my life.

Suddenly, such a speechless thought came into his mind.