Chapter 681： You told me you cried

Gradually, the lights and shadows of different years began to blend together, and the simple and dilapidated pictures were gradually replaced by colorful neon lights.

If it is said that what Li Xun passed through just now was the past of Zaomen, then now he is leading everyone to the future of Zaomen.

At last,

A photo of standing on a high tower overlooking the bustling night scene of Zaomen was frozen in front of everyone's eyes.

"When I put on my backpack and passed traces of urban development along the way,"

"I'll tell myself,"

"A few decades ago, Zaomen was just a small city in a closed-off location with no open space,"

"The city in front of me is piled up with numbers and traffic lines. Behind it is a hard-working heart that is unwilling to be imprisoned by physical space and wants to smash a way out."

"Everyone says Zaomen is a magical city."

"But in this magic city, I haven't seen any romantic and beautiful magic decorations, I haven't seen a magical picture that can soften my will, and I haven't seen a tall building built with a wave of a magic wand. "

"to the opposite,"

"What makes up this city are nails made of iron and steel, gears that are constantly gnashing and rotating, and people who struggle day and night, overcoming obstacles and hardships, willing to shed blood

Ordinary people with fleshy bodies turned into machines. "

Li Xun took a deep breath and said:

"The people sitting here today are almost all native Zaomen people or people who have lived here for decades!"

"The knowledge and understanding of this city must be much deeper than mine."

"I want to ask you a question. Do you think there is a humanism in Zaomen?"

As soon as the words came out,

Chen Jianhai heard a hint of laughter from Cong Wenru next to him.

not only him,

Everyone else in the theater laughed too.

It's hard to say whether there are humanities, but there are so many viaducts, subways and various lines.

In such a huge city, I want to hold a lecture, but I can't even find a standard theater.

In the end, we could only choose to hold it in a stage play theater in a hotel.

Although the requirements of this tour are really high,

The hotel's stage theater is indeed high-end and beautiful.

But this fact cannot be accepted satisfactorily either.

Li Xun said, "After I saw that I asked this question, everyone laughed."

"Why am I asking this question?"

"Because before I came to Zaomen to start this escape lecture, I once gave a friend of mine a general introduction to the title of the tour lecture."

"He said "Xunzaomen under Qingfengyuexia" is too poetic and not suitable for this city."

"So I asked him, what name do you think is good?"

"He said it would be more appropriate to call it "Blood and Victory Day Zaomen". "

As soon as this remark came out, the audience burst out laughing "haha".

"He named it because he felt that the city of Zaomen has almost no humanities."

"But is that really the case?"

Li Xun asked softly

"Although this city is a bit colder, it looks like a high-speed machine with an eternal flame burning underneath."

"And this fire is nothing but the inner indomitable force of the Zaomen people who have promoted the continuous development of Zaomen for decades."

"Fenghuaxueyue is humanism, hard work and perseverance are humanities, and walking out of the wilderness and cliffs is also humanities."

"The light of thought can always penetrate history and illuminate the journey of the future."

…

Li Xun's voice echoed in the theater,

In front of everyone's eyes, it was like watching a movie, photos taken by Li Xun during his travels kept flashing.

These photos include not only the scenery along the way, but also the morning and twilight

The crowd in a hurry, there are tired workers lying on the ground and sleeping, and there are figures staying up late in front of the computer,

Behind these are the stars overhead and the lights lit up in residential buildings and offices. ,

Seeing this scene all around, the people in the theater couldn't help discussing in a low voice:

"This is my home! My family used to live here!"

"Hey... Isn't this the big brother who sells fried dough sticks in the vegetable market downstairs?"

"I walk to this station every day..."

Even Chen Jianhai was surprised to see the building of the Shell Hotel Industry Association in Zaomen City in these flashing photos.

The building in the morning light is quiet and unmoving, with a quiet and eternal posture.

On the road in front of the building, there are speeding cars and people walking in a hurry. The combination of movement and stillness gives this photo an extremely harmonious and impactful vision.

"Brother Li, let's do it!"

Chen Jianhai looked at Li Xun on the stage, a trace of sincere admiration flashed in his eyes.

After this lecture, he didn't know much about Zaomen, he could even be said to be a pure outsider, and he was full of respect for this magical city.

I can't wait to knock one of these Zaomen people.

A lecture lasted for more than three hours.

Li Xun also talked and talked for three hours on the stage.

Fortunately, Li Xun has been hiking outdoors all year round, and these three hours are relatively easy for his physical exertion.

The people in the stands, apart from the fact that their waists were a little unbearable because they sat for too long, kept moving from side to side, they followed Li Xun all the time and listened with great interest.

When Li Xun finished his speech, warm applause erupted wildly in the whole theater.

Many people in the theater stood up and came on stage, shaking hands with Li Xun. Chen Jianhai stood in the audience and looked at Li Xun who was chatting enthusiastically with others, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"Aren't you going to get to know him on stage?" Cong Wenru looked into Chen Jianhai's eyes and asked.

"No, he's busy now. I'll treat him to dinner later~" Chen Jianhai blinked at Cong Wenru and smiled.

Cong Wenru suddenly realized.

Originally, he still wanted to lead Chen Jianhai to get to know Li Xun on stage, but he didn't expect that the two of them had already developed to the level of fan friends.

At the moment, Cong Wenru no longer cared about Chen Jianhai, and walked onto the stage to shake hands with Li Xun and communicate.

Just as Chen Jianhai was waiting in place, ready to go on stage to congratulate Li Xun after everyone else had left,

A gentle and tentative voice sounded beside him.

"Hello, are you Boss Chen?"

Chen Jianhai looked back and saw a middle-aged woman standing beside him, looking up at him.

You are…

Chen Jianhai was slightly taken aback, feeling that the person in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Suddenly, Chen Jianhai's pupils shrank.

Isn't this the person who led the group of children in the orphanage to look at the ceiling at his Lion Castle Hotel subway station?

Immediately, Chen Jianhai hurriedly said: "Yes, I am Chen Jianhai."

"Hello, Boss Chen, I'm the director of Zaomen City Happiness Welfare Institute, and my name is Bian Ping." The middle-aged woman said.

"I have a presumptuous request."

Chen Jianhai asked curiously, "What request?"

Bian Ping said, "There are too few theaters in Zaomen. The children in the orphanage have never been to such a place, let alone watched a stage play."

"Can we have the kids in our yard come here to watch a show?"

Recently, the stage performances of the Lion Castle Hotel are really famous, even for those who have never stayed in a hotel and do not understand Vicam's worldview,

I also know that the Lion Castle Hotel has a very good stage play.

Although Bian Ping didn't know the specific content of that stage play, she saw the stage performance with her own eyes today.

With the effect, she felt that the stage play would definitely be great too.

It's just that the management of the Lion Castle Hotel is too strict, and no one can enter except the hotel residents.

Apart from today, she didn't know when she would see Chen Jianhai again.

So she mustered up the courage to talk to Chen Jianhai.

It would be best if the other party could agree, but it would be normal if they couldn't.

After all, this is a hotel and not other non-profit organizations such as museums. It is a bit too much for me to bring dozens of children to watch the performance for free.

Come to my theater for a show?

Chen Jianhai was slightly taken aback.

He didn't think as much as Bian Ping thought, after all, when he saw those children at the subway station that day, he didn't feel very good either.

If he can do something for them, he is very happy,

"It's okay to come to the show."

Bian Ping's eyes lit up with a "shua".

But Chen Jianhai's next sentence directly rejected her.

"But my stage play is not suitable for children to watch..."

Chen Jianhai sighed.

The world of Vicam is originally a dark fairy tale for adults, for adults to decompress.

Not to mention anything else, the big monsters that appear in the mermaid abyss are enough to scare children into nightmares at night.

It's just that his hesitation sounded like a polite refusal to Bian Ping's ears.

"Okay, I see. Thank you, Boss Chen."

Bian Ping suppressed her frustration and said.

"Your theater is really great! I wish Boss Chen better and better business."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Chen Jianhai knew that Bian Ping had misunderstood him, so he hurriedly said:

"Dean Bian, let's leave a contact information!"

"My theater has just been established, and the existing repertoire is really not suitable for children."

"After we arrange a suitable play, can you bring the children over?"

In fact, he also thought about letting the children in the orphanage come to Li Xun's lecture.

But considering that three hours is too long, children may not be able to sit still.

Moreover, what Li Xun did was an academic speech after all, whether children can understand it or not,

If there is a lot of noise like in a movie theater, it will not only affect the mood of other people listening to the lecture, but may also affect Li Xun's mood.

Therefore, Chen Jianhai could only shelve this idea, and see if he could find a few plays suitable for children to watch in the future, and then invite them to watch.

Looking at Chen Jianhai's sincere face, Bian Ping said in surprise:

"That's great. UU Reading "

With that said, the two left contact information for each other.

Looking at the back of Bian Ping leaving happily, Chen Jianhai wrote down the matter and continued to stand where he was.

When almost everyone in the theater had left and Li Xun was finally left alone on the stage, Chen Jianhai walked up.

"Brother Li, that's really good!"

"I cried after hearing what you said!"

"Get up." Li Xun cursed with a smile.

Li Xun walked to the side and poured mineral water down his throat.

Chen Jianhai saw sweat dripping down Li Xun's neck and forehead, and the beige clothes on his body had been soaked into dark gray by the sweat.

"Let's go, Brother Li, let's celebrate your first victory."

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