The discussion on the Internet has nothing to do with Lu Yuan.
With Lu Yuan's stupidity, it is impossible for him to care about what other people think or comment on the Spring Festival Gala, and it is even less possible for him to think that he is the savior of the Spring Festival Gala and go to the Spring Festival Gala's general planner to give advice and come up with various planning plans without saying a word.
He is just an ordinary person.
He is just an ordinary person who has trouble learning English.
Naturally, planes are faster than cars. It takes seven or eight hours to get home by car, but it only takes about an hour by plane.
And there is no traffic jam on the plane.
At about two o'clock in the morning, Lu Yuan got out of the car and came to the village entrance again carrying large and small bags.
He wrapped himself in clothes and felt that the day was getting colder and colder.
It's impossible for me to stay outside this time.
He hesitated for a moment and looked in the direction of his home as a reflex.
He felt nervous for no reason.
Then when he saw that the lights in his own home were brightly lit, not only the lights in his own home were brightly lit, but even the lights in the house next door were also on, he heaved a sigh of relief.
It seems that everyone is awake.
Lu Yuan carried his luggage and continued to move forward at a faster pace, the eager feeling of homesickness in his heart getting heavier.
In fact, he has never really returned home since he came to this world...
I haven’t spent enough time at home yet.
After walking about a few hundred meters, Lu Yuan took a deep breath after stepping into the door of his house, unable to suppress the comfortable emotion.
This is what home feels like!
Very warm feeling.
There are no messy reporters, no messy interviews, and no messy signatures.
Everything is fine.
All……
etc.
It doesn't seem right...
"Hey, who's here?"
"Lu Yuan is here?"
"Ayuan?"
"Hey, it's coming, it's coming, Ayuan is coming..."
"Quick, quick, come out, your brother Lu Yuan is here...Why don't you go home quickly and get some paper and pen?"
"It's really Lu Yuan!"
"Has this point really come?"
"This kid has really changed a lot, he seems to be a lot more handsome... I remember he was quite naughty when I was a kid, haha, he even smashed the water tank at my house... Come on, Ayuan, can you sign your uncle's autograph?"
.”
"Haha, yes..."
"By the way, come on, take out the paper and pen..."
"quick!"
"right!"
"Ayuan, thank you for your hard work. Come sit down and help my uncles and aunts write more signatures."
"Yes, uncle and aunt have been waiting for you here for a long time. I thought you wouldn't come. Quick, write two more... I have seen this child's potential since he was a child, but I didn't expect him to be so promising."
"I'm going to get some paper too...Ayuan, wait for me."
"Yes, I will write two more to help uncle, preferably ten or so..."
"..."
Lu Yuan was stunned as soon as he put down his luggage.
What greeted Lu Yuan was not a burst of family affection from his mother and father, but a room full of relatives, friends and various uncles and aunts with papers and pens waiting for Lu Yuan as if "sharpening their knives".
These uncles, aunts, relatives and friends all had warm smiles on their faces. Somehow, Lu Yuan always felt that these people looked at him as if they were looking at a moving renminbi.
"???"
"Ayuan, what are you doing standing around like that? Our restaurant guests still have twenty VIP tickets to sign. Come on, help the uncles and aunts sign the papers, and then sign my stack as well."
Just when Lu Yuan was confused, Lu Yuan saw his father walking towards him.
Lu Yuan's father smiled and held in his hand a stack of photos that he had taken when he was silly and holding scissors in college, and looked at Lu Yuan with the same eyes as these people.
All in...
See the moving banknotes?
"???"
…………………………
The night was getting darker and darker.
The wind is blowing coldly outside the house, and the sky is freezing.
At this time, people usually turn on the air conditioner and lie in the warm quilt to have sex with Zhou Gong's daughter.
That's basically the case.
But Lu Yuan did not enjoy this kind of treatment.
He is signing.
His hands were numb and his whole body felt strangely suffocating.
He signed his name crookedly on those papers or photos, and he didn't even know how to write his name.
When he saw the two words "Lu Yuan", he didn't even recognize them.
Is this the word "Lu Yuan"?
He really doesn't want to write a word now.
He is desperate.
This kind of despair cannot be described at all...
But after seeing the excited expressions of the guests in the room, he couldn't refuse.
After all, he can't let these people go back empty-handed, right?
Okay, then sign it!
Time passed bit by bit, and Lu Yuan felt like he was working mechanically like a machine that could only draw magic symbols. At the same time, there were customers coming in cheerfully wearing coats and holding pens and papers.
God knows why they are still up so late.
Lu Yuan no longer knew what expression to use to treat these people.
Finally, an hour passed, and it was not until 3:30 in the morning that these guests left with Lu Yuan's autographs satisfied. Of course, there were also a group of guests who took out their mobile phones to talk to their sons, daughters, or classmates in a very excited tone.
Achievements.
"I got it, I got it, haha, I got it!"
"Don't tell me, Lu Yuan's signature is really good and his artistic sense is very good!"
"Yeah, the word "Lu Yuan" was written in such a way that I almost couldn't read it. Sure enough, A Yuan's whole person was different after he walked around outside. He was influenced by art, and the pianist's signature was different.
!”
"Stop talking, I want to treasure it carefully and wait for its price to increase again, no... I want to wait for its value to increase..."
"..."
"..."
Lu Yuan finally closed his eyes after hearing these sounds.
It's finally over.
At this moment, he let out a long sigh of relief and lay on the sofa in the living room. He was really exhausted.
In fact, he is still in a fog until now, and he doesn't even understand what is going on with these guests.
You say they are your fans?
What nonsense? The way they look at themselves is totally different from the way they look at their idols, okay...
Although Lu Yuan's reaction was usually half a beat slower, he still understood this.
Lu Yuan's father was very satisfied with Lu Yuan's results today. He put these signed photos in carefully packed boxes, and then labeled each box with a VIP limited edition label. After affixing it, he put it in
I looked at it under the light for a long time before finally nodding with satisfaction.
As for Lu Yuan's mother, she was diligently cleaning up the piles of garbage on the ground with a mop. She could see the way out. The guests just watched the Spring Festival Gala here and had a great time. The hall at home was just like it was twenty years ago.
Just like a movie theater...
"Dad, what are you doing!" Lu Yuan moved his wrist and finally took a deep breath.
"Didn't we open a restaurant opposite the school? A group of high school students come to our restaurant for dinner every afternoon. Business is so good..."
"Does this have anything to do with this?"
"Ayuan, since you were on the news, these high school kids have been coming to me every three days to ask if they can get your autograph. So I have planned to set up a system in our store to charge cards to become VIP. Every one of them will
All VIP guests will have the opportunity to get a small box containing your carefully signed photos... Well, it’s this small box. It looks quite exquisite, right?" Lu Yuan’s father happily put away the more than twenty boxes.
.
"So, you signed so many, and they are all for those people?"
"Well, you can say that, of course, they are not all children, there are other guests who have a good relationship with your father... Anyway, I heard that your autograph is not very cheap online now. Well, so many relatives and friends came to give them to them today.
Just sign it, you can’t just sign it for anyone in the future, it’s all money!”
"..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes for a moment after seeing his father looking like he was a money man.
He felt that his father was no longer the honest man he once was.
Just like a qualified businessman.
"By the way, Lao Lu, several colleagues in my factory also want two..."
"How's the relationship?"
"fine."
"If you have a good relationship with me, give it to me. If you have a bad relationship with me, don't give it to me."
"Then Ayuan signed so many today, didn't he..."
"Today is the day when we, Ayuan, go to the Spring Festival Gala. We want to be lucky and happy. It will be different in the future. These are all money."
"Okay, I understand!"
After Lu Yuan's father prepared all the signature boxes, Lu Yuan's mother seemed to have thought of something and stopped what she was doing and looked up at Lu Yuan's father.
Dad Lu Yuan thought for a moment, then nodded, his voice was quite majestic.
Lu Yuan stared at the conversation between his parents with his mouth agape.
Then……
"My signature is valuable?"
"Haha, someone offered you three thousand yuan for an autograph before and I didn't even agree. Do you think it's worth it?"
"Three thousand dollars?"
When Lu Yuan saw his father's expression, he suddenly remembered the looks in the eyes of these relatives and friends just now.
This moment...
He suddenly understood.
It seems that I did not feel wrong.
They really look at money!
The look in your eyes when you look at three thousand yuan?
"By the way, Ayuan..."
"What?"
"Please sign your name on the sneakers you don't wear. Maybe the price of these sneakers will increase in the future..."
"..."
……………………
Lu Yuan's signature is actually not only worth three thousand.
Some people even offered a high price of 5,000 yuan for an autograph online.
But it has always been priceless.
Lu Yuan is different from other traffic stars.
Other traffic celebrities can't wait to sign more names every day. When they see fans, they will sign their names without saying a word to make their presence felt.
But what about Lu Yuan?
Met a reporter!
hide!
Met a melon-eating crowd?
hide!
Meet the fans!
Keep hiding!
No way to hide?
Well, I have no choice but to pick up a pen and sign a few pieces. As I sign, I see someone coming to help me or if there is any gap, then I run away without saying a word, without caring about anyone's feelings at all.