Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 235 [Goodbye, Evening Star] 30 years late letter [3k, please subscribe]

"Mohe...a dance hall?"

Shi Jianqiang muttered the title of the song in his mouth, and his whole body was in high spirits.

The name of this song is wonderful!

"Don't worry, the Mohe Cultural and Entertainment Office will do our best to promote your song!"

"You're welcome."

Li Xiang heard the words and smiled.

It didn't take long.

The staff took the old man Zhang Dequan to the Cultural and Entertainment Office.

Shi Jianqiang immediately told him what happened, and handed the mobile phone to the old man Zhang Dequan, saying:
"You talked to him?"

The old man is not good at words.

But after listening to the explanation of Shi Jianqiang, one of the most important leaders in Mohe, his cloudy eyes also burst into light at a certain moment.

"Hey?"

"Hello."

Li Xiang heard the old man Zhang Dequan's vicissitudes of voice, and explained:

"I want to write your love story into a song. I'm bothering you this time mainly to ask for your opinion."

"Song?!"

The expression on the old man Zhang Dequan's face was mixed with joy and sadness, he hesitated for a while and then said softly: "Thank you."

"I should be the one to say thank you, I plan to hand over the copyright proceeds of this song to you."

Li Xiang didn't wait for the old man Zhang Dequan to refuse, and then said:

"Don't refuse, after all, the copyright income of this song is still unknown. After all, you are old, and you need a guarantee in life!"

"I...I can't take this money..."

Zhang Dequan's voice trembled:

"I heard from the big boss that you are a big star, you must know more than me, I have a request,"

"Say it!" Li Xiang replied in a low voice:

"As long as I can help, there is absolutely nothing wrong!"

"You people in the city are precious, and you all hold pens. I want you to help me write a letter to my daughter-in-law, okay?"

Shi Jianqiang: "..."

Li Xiang:"……"

"Row!"

half an hour.

Li Xiang replied firmly.

Quietly holding the mobile phone, listening to the old man Zhang Dequan telling his love story with Kang.

A full hour.

He spoke dryly, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Li Xiang had been delayed for too long.

He hurriedly said: "Okay, young man, I know you are kind, but I only need that letter, and I also agreed to write the song. As for the copyright, money, etc., I don't need it."

"It's an old bone, it's useless."

Before Li wanted to answer, the old man Zhang Dequan returned the mobile phone to Shi Jianqiang, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out slowly.

Shi Jianqiang answered the phone, only to hear Li Xiang say:
"Leader, please tell the old man Zhang Dequan, I will write the letter, I will write the song, and I will give the copyright income!"

"If he really doesn't want it, can you please spare some time to visit him every month?"

"No problem, don't worry about it, we will deal with this matter in conjunction with relevant departments."

Shi Jianqiang said while patting his chest.

Li Xiang: "I'm really sorry to bother you."

Shi Qiangqiang: "Where is it, we are the ones who have troubled you."

hang up the phone.

Li Xiang went out on a special trip, bought stationery, envelopes, ink, pens and other supplies, and returned home.

Sitting at the desk, he aimed at these items, took a photo, and uploaded it to Douyin.

This time, he didn't write any gorgeous copywriting, but just left a message——

[Knife in hand: At eight o'clock tonight, I'll be waiting for you on the Douyin live broadcast, and I'll talk to you about what love is. 】

After sending.

Li Xiang recalled what the old man Zhang Dequan told him, and what he wanted to tell Kang, while writing a letter to Kang with a pen on the letter paper in Zhang Dequan's old man's tone.

【Dear Kang:】

[I'm sorry to call you Kang again because of birth, because I've been away for a long time, and I can't imagine your peaceful appearance that hasn't appeared because of aging. 】

[The suffering is over, the world is better. 】

[If there was a tunnel to another sleepless night, I'd be driving my dark brown jeep, rolling down the squeaky, crisp windows frosted with cold. 】

【I want to show you my indestructible gift button, and my yearning thirst that has not been shaken for a day...】

The tip of the pen fell on the letter paper, one word and one sentence, spanning more than thirty years, these were the words held in the heart of an old man.

Li Xiang not only wanted to let Kang know the old man Zhang Dequan's mind.

This love Li Xiang also hopes that the whole world will understand!

at the same time.

This special vibrato was also seen by many fans, and it accurately captured the key words——

Eight o'clock tonight?

Douyin live broadcast?

This is……

Li Xiang's live broadcast debut?

First show!

That must be seen!

After Lu Anjing finished recording four or five videos, she saw her idol speak.

She stretched her waist, outlined a perfect body curve, and muttered to herself: "Eight o'clock in the evening? This is Li Xiang's first live show, I must watch it!!"

……

Dai Xuewen is sorting out his settings, and he has almost sorted out the settings and outline of his check-in flow.

He planned to start writing the beginning in the next few days, when suddenly the phone beeped.

For his master, he has always attached great importance to it, not only on WeChat, but also on Douyin, so that he can learn about Li Xiang's latest developments in the first place.

"Live debut?"

Although Dai Xuewen didn't know why Li Xiang did this, after all, as far as he knew, the master's ghost blowing lamp is now recommended by Sanjiang, and it will be on the shelves next week, right?

But since the master chose to start the live broadcast, there must be his reasons. It happened that I was tired of writing the settings these days, so I entered the live broadcast room at night to cheer for the master!

Public opinion gradually fermented.

A celebrity whose main occupation is a web writer, started a live broadcast on Douyin, not to teach professional courses, but to talk about the grand theme of "love", but it attracted the attention of countless people.

Fans have left messages in the comment area——
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[Live debut?Great! 】
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[Wuwuwu, Xiaodao, how old are you, you are only nineteen, you seem to be in love?Mom fans don't agree! 】
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[Boss, there is time for the live broadcast, isn't it good for us to code more?[-] daily updates are not enough to watch! 】
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[Yeah, yeah, [-] words is really not enough to read, you haven't added more to the new book issue, you are really... little baby! 】
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【live streaming?Is it a sale?Come on, I don't want my idol to be called a small knife by others from the knife god!We have to keep the evening festival! 】
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[Those upstairs are worrying too much, want money?If you update Dao Shen a little more, or sell the copyright in your hand, you will be able to realize the freedom of wealth long ago, okay? 】

The fans chattered and chatted.

Someone is puzzled.

There is support.

Someone is looking forward to it.

Time passed so slowly.

eight pm.

Li Xiang went back to the bedroom, set up his mobile phone, sat on the chair, and turned on the live broadcast.

[Flower World joins the live broadcast room]

[Yeyeshengzi joins the live broadcast room]

[It's all your fault to join the live broadcast room]

The moment the live broadcast was turned on, countless people poured into the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room almost went down, and the freeze was very severe.

The Douyin operation department made adjustments immediately.

Only then did he save his face.

Otherwise, if a star broadcasts live, and the live broadcast room collapses, then tomorrow's headlines will have something to say!
One hundred thousand!

50 million!
100 million!

Just 5 minutes.

More than 300 million viewers flooded into the live broadcast room.

Everyone saw that Li wanted to write and draw on paper, without even looking up at his phone.
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[Domineering, domineering leaks! 】
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[I just like the way he keeps ignoring me! 】
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[Look at the jawline of the sword god is really amazing! 】
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[Is this the home of the sword god?Why is it so crude? 】
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【Looks like it should be in my hometown...】
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[I'm not clean anymore, I saw the idol's bedroom, my mother said that when I see a boy's bedroom, I have to promise myself with my body! 】
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[Don't stop me, I have yellow urine, let me wake her up! 】
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[Leave me alone, I have diabetes! 】
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【Upstairs, how can you let her taste the sweetness?Let me do it! 】

Li Xiang didn't say hello, the fans were entertaining themselves there.

After almost 10 minutes.

Li Xiang put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, and smiled at the live broadcast room: "Hi everyone!"

"Today, I started this live broadcast for an old man!"

"An old man who was treated as a joke on Douyin two weeks ago and knew the story behind his solo dance a week ago."

After Li Xiang explained this, someone immediately understood.
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[I know, I know, the dancer mentioned by the sword god is the old man Zhang Dequan! 】
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[I also know the story behind him, and I heard that it has something to do with the fire in Mohe more than 30 years ago! 】
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【That old man is so pitiful...】

"Do you really understand the story of more than 30 years ago? Do you really understand the love between the old man Zhang Dequan and the Kang family?"

"When I was using Douyin in the morning, I learned about this incident, and I contacted the old man Zhang Dequan through channels. We chatted for a long time."

"I think it is necessary for me to tell you that the northernmost place in Mohe is also the place with the lowest temperature in our country. There, more than 30 years ago, the story of Zhang Dequan and the Kang family!"

The bullet screen gradually became scarce, and everyone listened quietly to Li Xiang's words.

He smiled inexplicably, and said: "I wrote a song for Zhang Dequan, and at the same time, Zhang Dequan also asked me to write a letter for his wife."

"The night is not dark today, and the time is still long."

"You might as well listen to me slowly!"
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[Woooooo, so gentle, so gentle sword god! 】
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[I love it, I love it, the sword god actually wrote a song for this story himself!Good luck tonight! 】
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[The sword god is gentleness itself! 】
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【Ah, the voice is so nice, my ears are about to get pregnant! 】
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【letter?Wait until I get out the wine, otherwise I'm afraid that I won't be able to taste this letter without wine! 】

Li Xiang looked at the letter in his hand and read——

【Dear Kang:】

[I'm sorry to call you Kang again because of birth status, because I've been away for a long time, and I can't imagine your peaceful appearance that hasn't appeared because of aging...]

[I often think about why people are beautiful, and why they wither. It is because they eat the fungus created by nature, or the poultry from which the plague is unknown. The moving paint flakes off, and the hair is like snowflakes. 】

【You must not belong to any kind. I am ashamed to praise you. Your beauty has never faded in my one-acre three-square field. 】

(End of this chapter)