The discussions on the Internet have nothing to do with Lu Yuan.

With Lu Yuan's personality, it is impossible for him to care about what others think or say about the Spring Festival Gala. It is even more impossible for him to think that he is the savior of the Spring Festival Gala and run to the chief planner of the Spring Festival Gala to ask for his opinions and come up with various planning plans without saying a word.

He is just an ordinary person.

He is just an ordinary person who has difficulty learning English.

Of course, planes are faster than cars. It may take seven or eight hours to get home by car, but it only takes about an hour by plane.

And there is no traffic jam on the plane.

Around two o'clock in the morning, Lu Yuan got out of the car and came to the village entrance again carrying large and small bags.

He wrapped himself up and felt that the day was getting colder.

I can't stay outside this time.

He hesitated for a moment, then reflexively looked in the direction of his home.

He felt a sudden sense of nervousness for no reason.

Then when he saw that his own house was brightly lit, and not only his own house was brightly lit, but even the lights in his neighbor's house were on, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that no one is asleep.

Lu Yuan continued to move forward with his luggage and quickened his pace. The homesickness in his heart became even stronger.

In fact, he has never returned home properly since he came to this world...

I haven't stayed at home properly yet.

After walking for a few hundred meters, Lu Yuan took a deep breath after stepping into his home, unable to suppress the comfortable feeling.

This is what home feels like!

Very cozy.

No messy reporters, no messy interviews, no messy signatures.

Everything is fine.

All……

etc.

It doesn't seem right...

"Hey, who's here?"

"Lu Yuan is here?"

"Ayuan?"

"Hey, here I come, A Yuan is here..."

"Quick, quick, come out, your brother Lu Yuan is here... why don't you go home and get some paper and pen?"

"It's really Lu Yuan!"

“Has this point really come?”

"This kid has really changed a lot. He seems to be much more handsome... I remember he was very naughty when he was little. Haha, he even smashed the water tank in my house... Come on, Ayuan, sign an autograph for your uncle."

"Haha, yes..."

"Oh, come on, get out some paper and a pen..."

"quick!"

"right!"

"Ayuan, thank you for your hard work. Please sit down and help my uncles and aunts write a few more autographs."

"Yes, uncle and aunt have been waiting for you here for a long time. We thought you would not come. Come on, write two more... I have always expected this child to be a promising one since he was young, but I never thought he would be so successful."

"I'll go get some paper too... Yuan, wait for me."

"Yes, write two more for my uncle as well. It would be best if you could write ten..."

“…”

Lu Yuan was stunned as soon as he put down his luggage.

What greeted Lu Yuan was not the affection from his mom and dad, but a room full of relatives, friends, uncles and aunts, whose papers and pens seemed to be sharpening, waiting for Lu Yuan.

These uncles, aunts, relatives and friends all had warm smiles on their faces. Somehow, Lu Yuan always felt that these people were looking at him as if they were looking at a moving RMB.

"???"

"Ayuan, why are you standing there like an idiot? We still have 20 VIP tickets for our restaurant guests to sign. Come on, sign for the uncles and aunts first, then sign for mine."

Just when Lu Yuan was at a loss, he saw his father walking towards him.

Lu Yuan's father was smiling as he held a stack of photos that he had taken when he was in college, with his hands made in a silly way. He looked at Lu Yuan in the same way as these people.

All in...

See the moving money?

"???"

…

The night gradually deepened.

It was freezing cold outside.

At this time, people usually turn on the air conditioner and lie in the warm bed to have sex with Zhou Gong's daughter.

That's basically it.

But Lu Yuan could not enjoy this treatment.

He is signing.

His hands were numb and he felt a strange sense of suffocation.

He signed his name crookedly on the papers or photos, and as he signed, he didn't even know how to write his name.

When he saw the two words "Lu Yuan", he began to not recognize them.

Is this the two words Lu Yuan?

He really doesn't want to write a single word now.

He was desperate.

This kind of despair is simply indescribable...

But after seeing the excited expressions of the guests in the room, he couldn't refuse.

After all, he couldn't let these people go back empty-handed, right?

Okay, then sign it!

Time passed by bit by bit, and Lu Yuan felt that he was working mechanically like a machine that could only draw talismans. At the same time, there were guests outside the house who kept walking in happily wearing coats and holding paper and pens.

God knows why they are still awake so late.

Lu Yuan no longer knew what expression to use to treat these people.

Finally, an hour passed, and it was not until 3:30 in the morning that these guests left with Lu Yuan's autographs, feeling satisfied. Of course, there was also a group of guests who took out their mobile phones and reported some achievements to their sons, daughters, or classmates in a very excited tone.

"Got it, got it, haha, got it!"

"You know what, Lu Yuan's signature is really good, and it's very artistic!"

"Yes, he wrote the word Lu Yuan in such a flamboyant way that I could hardly make it out. It's true that after A Yuan went out for a walk, he became a completely different person. Influenced by art, a pianist's signature is different!"

"Stop talking. I'm going to keep it well and wait for it to go up in price. No... wait for it to appreciate in value..."

“…”

“…”

After hearing these voices, Lu Yuan finally closed his eyes.

It's finally over.

At this moment he let out a long sigh and lay on the sofa in the living room. He was really exhausted.

In fact, he was still confused until now and didn't even understand what was going on with these guests.

You say they are your fans?

What nonsense! The way they look at me is not the way they look at their idols, okay...

Although Lu Yuan was usually slow to react, he still understood this point.

Lu Yuan's father was very satisfied with Lu Yuan's results today. He put the autographed photos in carefully packed boxes, and then put a VIP limited edition label on each box. After that, he looked at them under the light for a long time, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

As for Lu Yuan's mother, she was diligently cleaning up the piles of garbage on the ground with a mop. It was obvious that the guests who had just come were having a great time watching the Spring Festival Gala. The living room of the house was like a movie theater 20 years ago...

"Dad, what are you doing?" Lu Yuan moved his wrist and finally took a deep breath.

"Don't we have a restaurant across from the school? Every afternoon a bunch of high school students come to eat at our restaurant, and business is booming..."

"What does this have to do with anything?"

"Ayuan, ever since you appeared in the news, these high school kids have been coming to me every few days to ask if they can get your autograph. So I thought about it and decided to set up a VIP system in our store where customers can recharge their cards to become VIPs. Every VIP customer will have the opportunity to get a small box containing your carefully signed photo... Well, this is the small box. It looks pretty exquisite, right?" Lu Yuan's father happily put the twenty or so boxes away.

"So, all these signatures were for those people?"

"Well, you can say that. Of course, it's not all children. There are other guests who are close to your father... Anyway, I heard that your autograph is not very cheap online now. Well, so many relatives and friends came to sign for them today, but you can't sign for anyone casually in the future. These are all money!"

"..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes for a moment after seeing his father's greedy look.

He felt that his father was no longer the honest man he used to be.

Just like a qualified businessman.

"By the way, Lao Lu, several of my colleagues in the factory also want two..."

"Are you on good terms?"

"fine."

"Give it to those with whom you have a good relationship. Don't give it to those with whom you have a bad or average relationship!"

"So Ayuan signed so many contracts today, right?"

"Today is the day for our Ayuan to appear on the Spring Festival Gala. I wish it to be auspicious and happy. It will be different in the future. These are all money."

"Okay, I understand!"

After Lu Yuan's father prepared all the signature boxes, Lu Yuan's mother seemed to have thought of something, stopped what she was doing, and looked up at Lu Yuan's father.

Lu Yuan's father thought for a moment, then nodded, his voice quite majestic.

Lu Yuan stared at the conversation between his parents in amazement.

Then……

“My autograph is valuable?”

"Haha, someone offered 3,000 yuan for your autograph before, but I refused. Do you think it's worth it?"

"Three thousand?"

When Lu Yuan saw his father's expression, he suddenly remembered the looks of his relatives and friends just now.

This moment...

He suddenly understood.

It seems that I was not wrong.

They really are looking at the money!

The way you look at three thousand dollars?

"Oh, by the way, Ayuan..."

"What?"

"Please sign your unworn pair of sneakers. Who knows, the price of these sneakers may go up in the future..."

“…”

…

Lu Yuan’s signature is actually not worth just three thousand.

Some people even offered a high price of five thousand yuan per autograph online.

But it has always been out of stock.

Lu Yuan is different from other traffic stars.

Other popular stars would like to sign more autographs every day, and when they see their fans, they sign without saying a word to make their presence felt.

But what about Lu Yuan?

Met a reporter!

hide!

Meet a crowd of spectators?

hide!

Meet the fans!

Keep hiding!

Nowhere to hide?

Well, there was nothing I could do but pick up a pen and sign a few forms. While I was signing, if I saw someone coming to help me or there was a gap, I would just run away without saying a word, without considering anyone's feelings at all.

Therefore, things are valuable because they are rare.

Who is Lu Yuan?

Director, actor, poet, screenwriter, singer, creator...

In fact, none of these are the most important!

What is the most important thing?

Lu Yuan appeared on the Spring Festival Gala and even played piano with international pianist Brando!

How can a signature from someone like this be worthless?

At first, the relatives and friends who were watching TV at Lu Yuan’s parents’ house did not know that Lu Yuan’s autograph was so valuable.

But after Lu Yuan sang "Come Home Often", their children who were far away suddenly called them at the same time.

It started with a touching and warm segment, but after that the tone and approach suddenly changed.

"Dad, is Lu Yuan coming home?"

"Mom, if Lu Yuan comes home, don't forget to ask for his autograph, you must!"

"If possible, let Lu Yuan help write a few more! Definitely!"

"His autographs are already 5,000 yuan each now. After he appears on the Spring Festival Gala, his autographs may cost more than 10,000 yuan!"

"quick……"

Although the way of making a phone call is different, the way of speaking is different.

But the content inside is the same.

Anyway, I just want signatures, the more the better, this is all money!

People die for money, birds die for food...

This is an eternal truth!

Then……

Relatives and friends suddenly became excited!

…

Lu Yuan didn't sleep after returning to his room.

He turned on the computer and typed in the words "How much does Lu Yuan's autograph cost?"

When Lu Yuan saw someone offering a price of 10,000 yuan on the Internet, his mood instantly surged!

seem……

It was as if a brand new door had opened for him.

Then he shook his head.

Am I the kind of person who is greedy for money?

I am not!

Besides, I am not short of money now!

How can you sell yourself out?

He criticized himself for a long time.