Chapter 97

Lu Yuan is gone.

Edward and Kennedy in the face of disbelief in the eyes, waved to them, and then went back to the plane left Yanjing.

Whether Edward or Kennedy, the expression on the face is extraordinary wonderful.

They could not even dream that the young man who made them so amazing on the stage a few hours ago should say that he would never play the piano again.

They asked Lu Yuan why.

Lu Yuan only gave them four character idioms.

That's "the end of talent.".

Yes, "at the end of the day."

When they understood the four words, they began to be at a loss again.

What a tragic idiom it is, and even between the lines there is a very depressing despair.

This is something that no talented artist can admit.

However, these four words came out of Lu Yuan's throat, just like Lu Yuanyuan waved his hand without taking away any clouds. On the contrary, his face was filled with a sense of relief.

They spent a long time in the VIP room of the airport.

They didn't recover from the saying that they had no talent at all

Is he really at his wit's end?

Why do they think Lu Yuan is lying to them when they think of the expression of Lu Yuan saying this idiom?

Did you say that about yourself?

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Although the concert was a long time later than Lu Yuan expected, Lu Yuan returned to the company in the early morning on time.

When Lu Yuan walked into the company, he found that all the lights of the company were on. Wei pangzi didn't sleep at all. Not only did he not sleep, but he also looked at Lu Yuan like a ghost.

“？？？”

"What's the matter with you?"

"Ah yuan, you, you I Day Li Qing stammered at Lu Yuan, and Qian Zhong beside him was shocked like a ghost.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Lu Yuan frowned.

"Ah yuan, I thought you were going to the concert with my sister, but I can't believe that you pretended to be forced to go to the concert with such a big force You You've gone too far. You've robbed the whole concert Wei Shuo took a deep breath, stood up and looked up and down at Lu Yuan.

It seems that Lu Yuan always exudes a kind of awe inspiring air of pretending to be a strong man. He has seen a lot of people who pretend to be strong, but he has never seen anything like Lu Yuan who can pretend to be strong.

In just a few months, Lu Yuan has been forced to cross the border. Even this few months, he does not know how many dazzling forces Luyuan has installed.

Can you die without pretending to be forced?

"What do you know? This is ah yuan's coquettish talent, which no one can compare. There's nothing to be shocked about. Normal operation and normal operation. By the way, ah yuan and I are our own family. The art blood of our old Lu family is different. In a word, our Lu family is still a royal family..." Lu Yihong took a white look at the fat man of Wei, who had not seen the world at all, and pulled up the light.

"Grass, nothing to be shocked about? Lao Lu, who was Temo just now? Shocked, the smoke is burning to your mouth? Gosh, I thought you were a very honest person before. Now, how come you are forced to act like this? "

"I learned from a yuan..."

"Don't talk about it. Let me go to bed early!"

Looking at such a group of living treasures, Lu Yuan immediately shook his head and took off his clothes and went to bed.

You think I'm trying to play hard?

Do you think I want to be a bully?

I can't help it, OK!

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Night, deep.

Zheng Guolong quietly turned off the computer, came to the balcony and rubbed his dry eyes in the distance.

He seldom stays up late. After all, it is not good for his health to stay up late when he is old. Of course, he seldom looks at the computer because his eyes can not be exposed to the radiation of the computer.

But today, he not only stayed up late, but also watched a video in the computer for several hours.

Constantly playing back, constantly playing slowly, constantly pondering.

And sometimes sigh, sometimes eyes complex, sometimes the whole person inexplicable emotion, sometimes sigh.

He shook his head as he looked at the brightly lit city in front of the balcony.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead

He seems to be

Really old.

"Dad, are you still up?"

At this time, the door of the hall came the key "click wipe" sound, then son Zheng Jianguo looked at his father on the balcony very strange.

"Well, back?"

"Back, Dad. I'll tell you that you'll regret not going to the concert today. Do you know..."

"I know...""Dad, have you seen the live video?"

"Yes."

"Oh, all right."

"What do you think of Lu Yuan?"

"He's a monster, a monster to the core."

"I've been thinking about one thing before. Well, I think most of Yan Ying's music instructors are too conformed to the rules. They only understand the contents of the textbooks. They are not innovative or energetic."

"Dad, I don't understand what you mean. Wait, you don't want him to go..."

"Ha ha."

Zheng Jianguo was stunned.

Lu Yuan to be a lecturer?

This

"I have met Lu Yuan. He is completely different from other young people who claim to be brilliant. He has the modest character of a mature artist, and a kind of obscure pride revealed from the heart..."

"Dad, I think I can try it. I'll send someone to contact Lu Yuan tomorrow and ask him if he is interested in becoming a music instructor in Yanying..." Zheng Jianguo hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"You come and invite And be sincere. "

"Me?"

"Yes."

“……”

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In the morning, the sun is shining.

The Ranger finally started filming in the early morning of October 10.

The location is still Hengdian.

Although the size of the crew is larger than that of "buried alive", I don't know how many times, but compared with the big production, it's still a bit of a small family.

But this is a kind of progress for Wei.

Everything is progressing towards the better.

Lu Yuan is a little worried.

When Lu Yuan really put on makeup and began to act as a leading actor, he found that filming was much more difficult than he had imagined.

He did not formally learn acting, and even relying on the content of books simply can not support acting skills.

"Click

"Ah yuan, no, you show that feeling of sadness, loneliness, not frown."

"Click."

"Ah yuan, look deeper, yes, deeper..."

"Click."

Lu Yihong saved a lot of money when shooting "buried alive", because Lu Yihong was an actor himself and could skillfully control many characters. However, when it was Lu Yuan's turn to shoot, he was constantly stuck.

Either the eyes are not good, or the action is a little stiff, or the body language is not deep enough.

Lu Yuan knows a lot about things, but it's not the same thing to actually shoot them.

Lu Yuan is heartbroken. A little more card is just a little money.

He's burning money.

Wei pangzi was helpless when he faced Lu Yuan, and his throat was hoarse when he called "Ka".

Lu Yuan's performance is far from what he imagined. Many times, he thinks it's a very simple action, but on Lu Yuan, it's not like that

One morning later, the whole play was even a surprise to Lu Yuan.

Wei Pang is also surprised!

He found that Lu Yuan in the afternoon and Lu Yuan in the morning were totally different!

In the morning, Lu Yuan couldn't get into it, but in the afternoon, Lu Yuan really performed the essence of the script!

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"Brother Lu, I'm sorry."

"Sorry what?"

"It was my play that affected you."

“？？？”

Qian Zhong looked at his script and then shook his head after comparing Lu Yuan's version.

He thought his script was not as good as "buried alive", but he closed his eyes after comparing Lu yuanbian's plays.

He felt rubbish.

He thought that Lu Yuan's acting skills were not good, but later he found out that Lu Yuan couldn't get into the play because of his poor script

So he felt some remorse inexplicably

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