Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 236 Locked in advance [National Reading Promotion Ambassador] [3k, please subscribe]

【If I was born ten years later, I would definitely be a well-known love talker today】

[Born ten years earlier, the children will definitely recite my poems.They copied short and concise sentences on the title page of the hardcover book, tore them off, and gave them to the girl they liked. 】

[I can't help but regret that no publishing house is willing to publish the letter I wrote for you. If you are blind, anyone who reads it will know that if it is not with deep affection, how dare I express my love for you unscrupulously? I can't even find the words to describe your elegance easily. 】

[In other words, I must inevitably be suspected of rhetoric and be criticized by historians. To win your heart, people must accuse me of intentionally causing the universe to go out for a short time. 】

Li Xiang's voice was clear and clean, like gurgling water, leaning into everyone's hearts.

This letter was more than thirty years late, and Li Xiang wrote it for the Kang family from the perspective of the No. 1 Zhang Dequan old man!

Public opinion continues to ferment.

Fans who came after hearing the news kept pouring into the live broadcast room!

300 million!
500 million!
1000 million!

Li Xiang's live broadcast room was only opened for a quarter of an hour, and it broke the record for the number of people in the Douyin live broadcast room.

The evil Douyin operation department worked overtime overnight to ensure that Li Xiang's live broadcast can go smoothly!
The letter in Li Xiang's hand turned a page——

[The first time I met you was in front of the stone flower bed in front of the broadcasting agency in the first winter when I returned from studying in Peking. 】

【That afternoon in Mohe, the chimney was twisted by an unknown wild wind. I lit a golden leaf in front of a truck with a green roof. 】

[I would venture to guess that it was your first job, you were chatting with a lesbian with curly hair, it seemed that you were talking about something exciting, or it suddenly sounded on the radio that you don’t like it famous music. 】

[You turned around and swayed your arms following the music, like a crisp crabapple shaking off the rain and dew on the vines unhurriedly, this was the limit of what I could describe at the time. 】

[My sight was attracted by you, the sun is very good, the sun is so good, the temperature of the village and town rises, the temperature rises, and my temperature rises, but then I think that this accidental fate, I hate this accidental fate Get up, then hastily fall. 】

[To tell you the truth, I also wrote poems while I was studying books, most of which have nothing to do with love, and if they do, they are also imaginary lovers. 】

【…】

[The first little poem I wrote to you was the first extremely stupid act in my life. 】

[During the long week when I didn't see you, I always used excuses to wander in front of the broadcasting agency, superstitiously thinking that as long as I lit a cigarette, you would appear, I swear I have never smoked so frequently cigarette. 】

[The first time I found out your name, I was an extremely superficial person, I didn't even know you. 】

[The little poem between the paper wrote:]

【Evening Star, Evening Star】

【Why are you hanging on the chimney】

【Cricket playing the piano in the forest】

【Begonia Dressing】

【Why do you always hang on the chimney】

【If it is to find the aurora】

【Then you follow me】

【I know where it is】

【It is singing in the wild wind that no one disturbs】

[Have you ever seen a village where the aurora appears?How much I want to take you to see the aurora. My educated youth father told me that the aurora will visit this village by chance on a casual summer evening, and I firmly believe in it. 】

【We will fall in love, I also believe it. 】

[Kang Shi, my duty in this life is to appreciate the little-known romantic moments in nature with you. 】

【…】

Entertainment Office Headquarters.

Wei Yuan's office.

Although it was past eight o'clock, Wei Yuan hadn't left work yet.

Behind the huge desk, Wei Yuan curled up and fell on the chair.

On the desk, the mobile phone barely stood up against the pile of documents.

In the live broadcast room, Li Xiang's reading aloud could not help but remind him of his childhood, time is too ruthless!

"Old Wei, old Wei..."

Secretary Feng Yue came to him at some unknown time, and reminded him in a low voice, "Old Wei, we should go."

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Wei Yuan opened his eyes, glanced at the live broadcast room, and sighed: "Xiao Feng, give me a cigarette..."

"Smoke? You, the bones of your body..."

"Just one, don't smoke anymore!"

"Eh, eh."

Feng Yue took out King Furong and handed one to Old Wei.

He was very surprised, Mr. Wei had given up smoking for five or six years because of his health, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask him for cigarettes this time.

"Click!"

"call……"

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said to Feng Yue who was standing aside: "Xiao Feng, when does the annual National Reading Promotion Ambassador start?"

"If I remember correctly, it was at the end of April, and the specific announcement time should be on April 23."

This is his job, Feng Yue said without thinking.

"April?" Wei Yuan nodded:
"Then help me remember, and remind me when the time comes, the next year's national reading promotion ambassador will be Li Xiang!"

"But……"

Feng Yue said with a wry smile: "But this year's promotion ambassador is Mr. Yao Chongguang, the vice chairman of the Writers Association. Next year, according to the usual practice, it should be another vice chairman of the Writers Association, Mr. Deng Wenhu..."

"Him? Forget it!" Wei Yuan directly settled on Li Xiang: "I have the final say on this matter!"

"Yes!" Feng Yue was shocked, and immediately bowed his head and said yes, not daring to speak.

He knew that no one could change the decision made by Wei Lao.

This is something everyone knows well.

Seeing the rising popularity in the live broadcast room, Wei Yuan smiled: "This stinky boy, don't look at the usual unscrupulous ones, the things he does are quite humane!"

"It's good to have a human touch, you won't forget your roots if you have a bit of a human touch!"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yue thought to himself: "It seems that Li Xiang is really in the heart of the emperor this time!"

He couldn't help but secretly moved his footsteps, staring at the live broadcast room from the corner of his eye, Li Xiang's voice came from his ears——

【If you have time, will you come and see me? 】

【Little deer, take a look at the snow field that wakes up and ages year after year, take a look at my eyes that melt into rivers like frost under the scorching sun. 】

【If you managed to escape to the forest to the east, you will come and see me again. 】

【I'm old, don't cry, take advantage of the night and go back to the forest to the east of you. 】

[Write down: I am a piece of scorched earth, a can of gasoline, a match...]

[Kang, there are so many letters, they are not as much as I miss. The suffering is over, the world is better, and I am much older. 】

[Mohe has built more beautiful low-rise buildings with sloping roofs. In winter, the thick snow like a quilt caresses the window sills awakened from sleep, and rows of tall chimneys poke out their heads. , as seen from the father's shoulder. 】

[On the street not far from our secret warehouse, an old dance hall was opened. You never taught me the steps of disco, but I seem to have gradually mastered it from old friends. I call it "Mohe" ballroom". 】

【At night, the swaying light ball shakes off the light, the crowd disperses, and the music drifts farther and farther away, and I seem to be able to hear it—】

【"The sound of the needle falling on the ground..."】

【"Ding"】

【Shh, can you hear me? 】

【Goodbye Evening Star. 】

After Li Nian finished thinking, he closed his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to carry a natural warmth, as if the low temperature in Mohe couldn't cover the enthusiasm of his smile! -
【Ahhh, this smile is so handsome!Guard the best sword god in the world! 】
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[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu[uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu[ 】
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[It's too warm, I'm not fan of the wrong person! 】
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[Love... More than 30 years of time, condensed into this letter... It's not easy! 】
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[Xiao Xiao: Tip a Porsche in your hand! 】
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[If you can: reward the knife in your hand with a rocket! 】
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[Fengxin doesn't love: reward three rockets with the knife in your hand! ! ! 】

……

Hearing the movement in the live broadcast room, something seemed wrong. Li Xiang opened his eyes and found that there were many local tyrants in the live broadcast room, who were spending a lot of money.

"You don't need to reward me."

With that said, Li Xiang turned off the tipping function, and he admonished his fans earnestly:

"All the money you worked so hard to earn was paid to me as soon as it came to the top. I feel sorry for you. After all, I have more money than you. Next time anyone who spends more money will be kicked out of the live broadcast room!"
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[Positive energy, Tiezi! 】
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[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】
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[We are richer than us, what a domineering statement! 】

recording room.

Wang Chao looked at the live broadcast room. He had heard that Li wanted to sing a new song, and planned to get the first-hand information at the first time, but he hadn't listened to the song yet.

But he was convinced by Li Xiang!
I have to say that the letter written by the old man Zhang Dequan as No.1 made him almost believe in love!

[System: Reputation Point +3]

……

in the bedroom.

For some reason, Lu Anjing's eye sockets became extremely shallow.

After she learned about the old man Zhang Dequan, she checked the information on her mobile phone and listened to the letter Li Xiang read aloud on the tablet.

By the time she realized it, tears had already wiped away her make-up...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo a letter!" murmured to herself:

"The love between Zhang Dequan and Kang's is too easy to cry..."

……

There were already two cigarette butts in the ashtray on the table, and Dai Xuewen had the third one in his hand.

This is what he admires about Li Xiang. Nettext is an industry with very low barriers to entry.

Literary?

It's better to say stick to it!
If Riwan persists for 30 days, he will always find the way.

But that's all.

The master's style of writing and the gentleness hidden between the lines are things he will never learn.

Dai Xuewen looked at the draft paper beside him...

Maybe at my own level, in the end, I can only write small white papers like sign-in flow...

He recalled Li Xiang's expectations of him...one hundred thousand...the works of Masterpiece Hall can meet the master's requirements for becoming a teacher.

I don't know if I have hope in this life.

"I will send this letter to the Mohe Cultural and Entertainment Office by courier, and send it to the old man Zhang Dequan."

The sound from the live broadcast room brought Dai Xuewen back to his senses, and looked up at the live broadcast room.

Li wanted to seal the credit with wax. In this Internet age, there are too many convenient and quick ways to let the old man Zhang Dequan get this letter as soon as possible.

But he chose to send it by courier. For more than 30 years, he didn't care about these few days. The correspondence of love is more real than copying and faxing.

After tidying up everything.

Li Xiang looked at the live broadcast room and said with a smile: "I said, I not only wrote this letter for the old man Zhang Dequan, but also wrote a song for his love with Kang."

"The name of this song is - [Mohe Ballroom]"

"I would like to dedicate this song to all the lives lost due to misfortune."

(End of this chapter)