Liao Yuan also held a celebration banquet for this purpose and invited Lin Weiyin, Song Baining, Zhang Ziming and others to attend.
The hotel banquet was very lively. Not only the crew, but also the actors drank some wine, white and red, and the sourness went straight to their foreheads.
Lin Weiyin lay drunkenly on Liao Yuan's body, picked up the red wine glass and shook it slowly, and suddenly whispered in his ear: "Kiss me."
"What?" Liao Yuan didn't seem to hear clearly: "You drank too much."
"Kiss me!" Lin Weiyin said with a little bit of coquettishness, her former calmness now gone: "You can kiss Qingyi, why can't you kiss me?"
Liao Yuan was stunned. He took Lin Weiyin's wine glass and put it aside. Then he supported Lin Weiyin and said, "You take a rest."
"Send me back to the room!" Lin Weiyin's cheeks turned red and she pulled Liao Yuan's tie: "Hurry up!"
"You drank too much!" Liao Yuan frowned.
Lin Weiyin stared at Liao Yuan, her eyes sparkling, as if there were tears: "You are cruel to me!"
"No……"
Liao Yuan couldn't resist, and the fragrance from Lin Weiyin's body hit him in waves, making him feel dizzy.
After all, he is a hot-blooded man. He has been tabooed for so long, and he has a beautiful woman in his arms, and he is at the level of a goddess. Who the hell can withstand this?
Not far away, Fu Xiaoci, who had been paying attention here, finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran over and said: "Brother Yuan, do you need my help?"
Liao Yuan glanced at her and said, "Ms. Lin has drunk too much. Send her back to her room to rest."
Fu Xiaoci quickly stepped forward to help.
Lin Weiyin looked at Fu Xiaoci and suddenly said: "You also like Liao Yuan, right?"
Fu Xiaoci was dumbfounded and stammered: "You, you, you, you, don't talk nonsense!"
Lin Weiyin took a breath of alcohol and said drunkenly: "I've seen it a long time ago, but Liao Yuan hasn't accepted you yet. Let's compete fairly!"
Fu Xiaoci's face turned red immediately, she glanced at Liao Yuan quietly, and then snorted: "You... forget it, you're drunk and I won't care about you."
After saying that, he supported Lin Weiyin with all his strength: "Oh, you are quite heavy!"
"You're talking nonsense, I only weigh 97..."
"The weight is less than 100, and I am either flat-chested or short!"
"Miss Fu, are you really going too far? Your breasts are so big!"
"Sorry, it's really amazing!"
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Liao Yuan watched from the back as Lin Weiyin and Fu Xiaoci stumbled away from the banquet, feeling a little lost.
At this time, Xiao Peng, who had been watching this side, came out with a glass of liquor in his hand: "Brother Yuan, I admire you, I admire you. A beautiful woman sits in your arms and stays calm in the face of danger. You are truly a contemporary of Liu Xiahui. I respect you as a young man."
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After he finished speaking, he drank down the wine in his hand. Finally, he took a breath and sipped: "Good wine!"
"roll!"
Liao Yuan kicked Xiao Peng on the butt, laughed and cursed: "You're a bit human!"
Xiao Peng rubbed his butt, not caring at all, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, you are not young anymore. It is time to solve the major issues in life."
Liao Yuan glanced at the bustling banquet, called to Xiao Peng, carried a bottle of brandy and two goblets, and walked with Xiao Peng to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The two of them sat cross-legged on the floor.
"I think Sister Xiaoci is really good. She is loyal and pretty. She is suitable as a brother and as a wife."
Xiao Peng clinked glasses with Liao Yuan, burped, and said drunkenly: "Lin Weiyin, you are a lady. She is a lady that all men will like. She has status, status, and money. She is a perfect example of a good wife."
"But, man, it's not just about kidney transplantation, it's also about heart transplantation."
Xiao Peng talked eloquently and seemed to be full of experience.
But in fact, this old bachelor has never been in love.
Some people are just like this. They have zero experience but can give guidance and talk about everything. It is not an exaggeration to call them love mentors.
But when it was their turn to play, every one of them was a coward.
Liao Yuan didn't know whether he heard it or not. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the feasting and feasting outside the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping his wine in small sips, as if thinking about something.
Seeing that Brother Yuan was silent, Xiao Peng found it boring, so he limped around with his wine glass in hand and went to find someone else to clink glasses.
Liao Yuan opened his tie to let himself breathe a little, and looked out the window, lost in thought.
What did I come here for?
From the moment he opened his eyes, the moment he saw his sister Meiqi, the moment he noticed the historical memory, he knew that his arrival was to stop this self from being bullied and to make this self stronger.
, help my sister realize her ideals and give her the best support and back-up.
This was my predecessor’s greatest wish.
Nowadays, everything seems to be ideal.
He is an easily satisfied person. All living conditions at this stage are in order and everything in the future is visible, but is this the life he wants?
Do you want to keep living like this, living for others?
Liao Yuan recalled the feeling of working so hard that he was sweating in his past life. Although it was hard work, he still remembered it deeply.
In this life, due to the integration of memory, experience, skills and other aspects, Liao Yuan stood on the commanding heights from the beginning. He believed from the beginning that he would succeed and become stronger, so it was not like in the previous life.
Be careful and work hard step by step.
He became lazy.
In this life, he just wanted to enjoy life, but life was too peaceful and became boring instead.
Relying on the experience of his previous life, he tried to write songs, release albums, and make movies. Every step was successful, but the joy and sense of accomplishment that success brought him were not strong, because he knew that all of this was natural.
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Liao Yuan was at a loss.
He raised his head and looked at the starry sky outside the window, and saw a plane slowly passing by.
Lin Weiyin's sudden confession made Liao Yuan's heart slightly stirred, but it was not strong.
He didn't know why this happened. He was obviously a strong and passionate young man, but his mentality was like that of an old man in his seventies or eighties, calm and unmoved by external things.
Is all this the price of growth?
After the celebration banquet, Liao Yuan returned home and lay on the bed, soundly sleeping.
When he woke up, he had a splitting headache, but the sky outside the window was still dark, and the time hand moved towards four in the morning. Liao Yuan got up, washed himself, made a cup of sobering tea, then sat in front of the computer and started working.
Perhaps only work can solve the loneliness and boring heart.
Not long ago, Minister Guo personally called Liao Yuan, hoping that Liao Yuan could play a piece of music with Chinese classical charm at the Winter Olympics. This proposal gave Liao Yuan a headache. Playing Chinese style on the piano is an unusual thing in itself.
possible things.
So he thought of the concerto -
Please give me a monthly ticket...recommendation tickets are also ok