night.

It's deep.

Lu Yuan yawned and prepared to go back to the house to have a good sleep, but just as he walked out of the theater, he was stopped by Xu Hong and several other old men.

Several people showed a hint of vigilance on their faces and then stared at him.

"Xiao Lu..."

"Well, Mr. Xu, what are you doing..."

"Today's concert seems to be a one-man show for you..."

"Oh, this...this...actually, I didn't think about it..." Lu Yuan felt embarrassed for a moment when he saw the teasing look on Xu Hong's face.

He actually didn't want to be in the spotlight. After all, there were so many old seniors here, and it would be quite speechless if he did.

But……

The development of the plot made him feel helpless.

Even if you didn't mean to show off, you still acted pretty cool.

"Xiao Lu, we actually have nothing to do with false reputation. I know you always like to keep people in suspense, but you can't keep us in suspense. We have come all the way here to help you complete these songs, you can't let us go back empty-handed, right? If that's the case, then it would be too unfair." Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan, and the teasing light on his face deepened.

This group of people surrounded Lu Yuan with great momentum and Lu Yuan had no way to stop them.

“Oh oh oh, seniors, I understand, I understand… I have covered all the expenses for this trip. At the same time, I have prepared several boxes of local specialties for you… Well, I, Lu Yuan, have always remembered the help you have given me these days. I was thinking about giving you a little bit of appreciation so that you won’t make your trip in vain…” Lu Yuan’s mind worked quickly, and he quickly smiled, “I understand.”

"Xiao Lu, do you think we came here from afar just because we care about your money? Do you think this is what we are pursuing? Do you think money can hire people like us?" Xu Hong felt a little amused after seeing Lu Yuan's look.

money?

Do we care about money?

What is this guy thinking?

"So...what the seniors mean is..." Lu Yuan shrank his head.

He is very cowardly.

He suddenly realized that apart from giving money as a token of his appreciation, he really couldn't find anything else to offer.

Damn it!

Am I so poor that all I have left is money?

"Xiao Lu...we are leaving tomorrow and won't say goodbye to you when we go, so tonight we want to know what those two inappropriate poems of yours are about..." After seeing that Lu Yuan was still pretending to be confused, Xu Hong finally shook his head helplessly.

This kid is really good at keeping people in suspense.

Just now, when he was in the theater, besides enjoying the music, he felt more uncomfortable because Lu Yuan was keeping him in suspense.

Yes.

Who can stand someone speaking half a sentence?

"Ahem, ahem, it's not appropriate..." Lu Yuan looked at these old people.

Basically, they are all over fifty.

Although Lu Yuan remembered the poem, he couldn't ruin everyone's mood, right?

"No matter how inappropriate or out of place it may be, we must know..."

“…”

Lu Yuan looked at everyone's serious expressions and shrank his head again.

"So... is that what you want me to read?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Actually, it's a song, a poem..."

"Go ahead."

Under the moonlight, Lu Yuan looked at everyone...

Then he closed his eyes.

finally……

"I feel uncomfortable in the evening, so I drive to the ancient plain. The sunset is very beautiful, but it is almost dusk."

“…”

“…”

After hearing this poem, everyone was shocked, especially after hearing the two lines "The setting sun is infinitely red, but it is almost dusk", they murmured to themselves.

Yes.

Sunset...

Represents them.

It's great. They are doing really well now. They don't have all the worries they had when they were young. They have knowledge, experience, and don't have too many troubles.

All of this is good.

It’s just getting dark…

The following sentence reveals infinite emotion and contains indescribable sadness.

Yes! They are already in their twilight years, and they don’t know how long they can live. Although the sunset is beautiful, isn’t it already approaching dusk?

Inappropriate, yes.

They understood, finally understood why Lu Yuan said it was inappropriate. It turned out that Lu Yuan said it was inappropriate because he was afraid that they would feel sad...

There is no doubt that this is a good poem, better than my own "Red Sunset".

But this poem is heavy.

"What about Qu?" After coming out of the mood of the poem, Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan with complicated eyes.

"Withered vines, old trees, and crows; a small bridge, flowing water, and a house; an ancient road, a west wind, and a thin horse. The sun sets in the west, and a heartbroken person is far away." I have already recited one poem, is there still a need for a second one?

Lu Yuan silently recited this Yuan Dynasty song.

After hearing this song, the old people who were originally in high spirits suddenly became depressed, and then exuded an indescribable feeling of depression.

Yes!

The content of this song is actually something that makes people heartbroken, withered vines and old trees, an ancient road in the west wind and a skinny horse...

Close your eyes, and the picture is very vivid, and the artistic conception is still very rich. They can still imagine the scene with their eyes closed.

only……

They feel a little depressed and frustrated.

Xu Hong looked at Lu Yuan.

That's not right. With Lu Yuan's current status in China, how could he not be successful? He should be in high spirits now.

Young people who are full of vigor and vitality should also be more vigorous when writing poetry.

But how could he compose such a song and poem?

"What is the name of this song and poem?"

"The song is called "Tian Jing Sha, Autumn Thoughts", and the poem is called "Le You Yuan"."

"Leyouyuan? Is it a tourist attraction in Xi'an?"

"Yes, it is."

"Was this poem written at that time?"

"yes."

"Oh, I understand." Xu Hong nodded, feeling a little lost for some reason.

The poem is indeed a good poem, and the song is also a good song.

But……

The heavy feeling is very strong, especially the second one...

Lu Yuan looked at the dazed eyes of these old men and hesitated for a moment.

"Um, seniors, the crew might be very busy, I...will take my leave first?"

"Go ahead..."

“…”

Lu Yuan saw that no one cared about him, so he walked around a group of excited reporters under the escort of Wu Tingting and headed towards the crew.

Xu Hong looked at the sky, then looked at everyone.

The moon is very bright.

The light shines on the earth, and there is a hazy feeling in the distance.

There is an inexplicable feeling of loneliness and solitude.

Xu Hong suddenly smiled.

It relieved the uncomfortable feeling.

"This is actually a good poem, isn't it? Xiao Lu, it's better for us to say it out loud than to keep it in until we die, right?"

"Yes... indeed... indeed it is better to keep it hanging..."

…

call.

The background music for "A Chinese Odyssey" has finally been completed.

Now there seems to be only one extremely classic song left, "Love of My Life".

"A Lifetime of Love" is a Cantonese song, of course, there is also a Mandarin version.

Under normal circumstances, I should sing the Mandarin version, but the Cantonese version is more flavorful.

mandarin……

There are always those little flaws.

Well, isn't An Xiao a singer? It's just right, let's invite An Xiao to sing this song together.

The advantage is still quite big.

As for other arrangements and so on, they are not a problem either. It’s not in vain that I have been following these seniors these days.

A lot of things are totally fine.

So, the remaining question now is whether to restore the original flavor or just go with the Mandarin version?

Forget it, let’s talk about this later. We’re still filming the first part and it’ll take some time to finish.

What are you afraid of?

Sleep sleep...

Um……

Seems like I forgot something?

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

Then he shook his head and closed his eyes.

In the early morning, Lu Yuan suddenly woke up from his dream and was shocked!

At this time, he finally remembered what he had forgotten!

He forgot to call his girlfriend!

this……

He picked up his phone and dialed Wang Jinxue's number, but then scratched his head and hung up.

It's really inappropriate to call so late.

After all, Wang Jinxue must have fallen asleep.

But just a few seconds after he hung up, his phone rang again.

It’s Wang Jinxue calling.

"Hey... why did you hang up the phone as soon as it rang? Are you worried about the phone bill?"

"No... no, I thought it was so late, shouldn't you be sleeping... Wait, you, aren't you asleep? Jinxue, you haven't been waiting for my call until now, have you?" Lu Yuan was stunned as he thought of something, and suddenly his heart trembled.

"No... I just got up to drink some water." The person on the other end of the phone shook his head gently.

"real?"

"Haha, what do you think? You're still staying up this late?"

"without……"

"Don't stay up late. Staying up too late will make you bald. You don't want to be bald, right?"

"No, I haven't stayed up late recently..."

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

"Oh, your voice sounds a little hoarse, do you have a cold? The temperature difference between day and night is quite big over there, so you just took off your clothes without thinking..."

"No, it's fine..."

"That's good. Remember to prepare the medicine, okay? Don't be idle all day long..."

“Yes.”

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early."

"Um."

Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

My heart is warm and touched at the same time...

Yes.

…

the next day.

Zhou Shuai yawned.

He was indeed very tired yesterday.

But the harvest was also fruitful.

Early in the morning, Zhou Shuai bought a plane ticket to leave Yinchuan and return to the company to sort out what he had learned from the interview.

However, when he arrived at Yinchuan Airport, he received a call from Lu Yuan.

"Reporter Zhou, what are you doing?"

"I'm going back, what's wrong?"

"Come back, I have a secret photography mission here, and after thinking it over, I think you are the most suitable."

"What! Lu Yuan, what do you mean, secretly taking photos? Lu Yuan, I'm a reporter, not the paparazzi you think! How can I do such a dirty thing as secretly taking photos? You should find someone else, and I bought the ticket and it's not easy to refund..."

"Oh... well, then the headline popularity will have to be given to someone else."

"What? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, just some inside stories from the crew of Dream Traveler... Reporter Zhou, I know you are a man of high moral character... You don't care about this kind of sneak shots..."

"Fuck! Don't do this. I'm the best at taking secret photos. I'm the king of secret photos in the entertainment industry. Don't call other people... Don't do that. I'll be right over!"

"Where's the ticket?"

"What more tickets do you want... I don't want any more!"

"good!"