Chapter 150: I love you, Lu.

After that, he went in.
The expression on his face was cold.
And at this time on the TV in the hall.
The lads in the group and the mail room Uncle Li gathered there, staring at the screen.
Of course, hearing the movement from the door and seeing who came in, someone immediately grabbed the remote control and whispered: "Quickly, change the channel."
So when Lu Xiao came in, he saw them quickly switch to another TV station, and continued to stare at the TV seriously one by one.
Lu Xiao stared at the TV screen and was silent: "..."
When he spoke again, his eyes seemed to be condensed with dark clouds, and he coldly pressed the next sentence: "You guys are watching this?"
On TV, cartoons of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf are being shown impressively.
The gray wolf was chased by the red wolf holding the spatula behind, and it was shouting at Yangcun: "I will be back again--!"
Looking at this scene, the powerful masters in the team: "..."
Uncle Li among them: "..."
He touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Don't say, sheep are quite smart these years..."
Everyone wiped their faces: "..."
They don't know, they don't see, they don't understand.
Lu Xiao: "..."
Sang Nian also came in now, only to feel that the aura of their boss was getting colder and colder.
He shrank and shivered at the door.
At this moment, suddenly their boss's cell phone rang.
He trembled, and then watched their boss take out his mobile phone.
Lu Xiao looked at the WeChat sent by Shang Luxiao:
[Kiss, baby, turn on the TV and watch the Central TV Station! ]
Plus a shy writhing emoticon.
The bottom of his eyes suddenly fluctuated slightly: "..."
In the next second, Sangnian heard a faint sentence from their boss:
"Give me the TV remote."
The big guy was suddenly stunned, it seemed that they didn't expect that their old man would take the initiative to request the remote control.
He never takes the initiative to watch TV!
Only when I saw someone on TV these past two days would I stare for a while longer.
Everyone looked at each other, and Tashi brought him the remote control over there.
Lu Xiao just put one hand in his pocket, stood there stiffly, took the remote control with one hand, and transferred the TV station to China Central according to what she said on WeChat.
This TV station is more rigorous and serious than those with more entertainment nature.
Usually the host will appear in the spring evening.
At this time, a program by an ancient and modern Chinese and foreign reciters was being broadcast on the TV.
Most of the people who can appear on this show are very powerful and relatively low-key people.
However, at this moment, I saw the host smile elegantly and calmly on the TV:
"Below, we invite our national goddess Wen Xian to present us a sonnet "Howdo Ilovethee" from one of the most famous British Victorian poets, Elizabeth Barrett Browning."
After the words fell, fierce applause and screams suddenly rang out in the field—!
After all, there are still few first-line celebrities with such a large fan flow to take the initiative to participate in this serious show, everyone is excited!
At this time, a bunch of big and small boys in the hall of the jurisdiction, as well as Uncle Li stared at this scene in a daze, silent, afraid to breathe.
Because the station they just jumped to is this one!
But who would have thought that their boss would be transferred back!
At this moment, Lu Xiao stared at the TV screen for an instant, and his body was slightly startled.
With the beautiful and elegant piano music coming from the venue, a woman wearing a plain white mermaid dress slowly appeared.
She pinched her long skirt, her long soft hair was tied up, only a few strands wandering in her ears.
The neck is slender and white, like an elegant swan.
As soon as she appeared, there was no sound in the entire hall of the jurisdiction, and all eyes were looking at her.
She is so beautiful, and at this moment, she is like an inviolable goddess.
With a microphone in her hand, with the piano music in the background, when she looked at the camera, her lips lightly opened, and she slowly heard a dull and charming English pronunciation:
HowdoIlovethee? Letmecounttheways.
How much i love you Let me count them down.
Ilovetheetothedepthandbreadthandheight.
When you feel beyond sight
Mysoulcanreach, whenfeelingoutofsight
The ultimate time of existence and beauty
FortheendsofBeingandidealGrace.
My soul can reach the depth, breadth and height of my love for you.
Ilovetheetothelevelofeveryday\'s
I love you to the extent that day and night are indispensable, Mostquietneed, bysunandcandlelight.
Like the sun and candlelight.
Ilovetheefreely, asmenstriveforRight;
I love you generously, just like human beings fight for justice;
Ilovetheepurely, astheyturnfromPraise.
I love you purely, just like people avoiding praise.
Ilovetheewiththepassionputtouse
I love you with all my passion
Inmyoldgriefs, andwithmychildhood\'sfaith.
I love you with all the emotions like mourning in old age or faith in childhood.
Ilovetheewithalovelseemedtolose
I use mine
Withmylostsaints, --Ilovetheewiththebreath
Like the love that I lost with my lost saints to love you-the breath of my life with me
Smiles, tears, ofallmylife!--and, ifGodchoose,
Smile and tears love you together! --Also, if God allows the choice,
Ishallbutlovetheebetterafterdeath.
I shall love you more after I die.
...
As she slowly read the moving love poems, almost everyone was immersed in that wonderful moment.
Once in English, once in Chinese, no matter what kind of pronunciation or translation, the love poems are very beautiful and moving.
People's hearts seem to be melted away.
Lu Xiao just watched the scene like that, his whole body was motionless, falling into deep silence, just looking at her, looking at her.
In the end, something seemed to flash in the depths of his slender and cold eyes.
Sangnian and the others are a bunch of rough boys. Although they may not know so much, they can also appreciate the beauty and immerse themselves in it.
It's just that when he looked at their boss again, he suddenly trembled in his heart.
Is it his illusion? !
Their boss is looking at the woman on the screen. From his perspective, it seems that he can see his cold eyes just now, as if the clouds are raining, full of softness.
He seemed to see his steely and icy heart, all softening into water.
The breath of the whole body has become different.
He was feeling all that, and a bold thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
Suddenly made him feel shocked!
When he looked at the TV screen again, his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Is it possible that the love poem of a British poet recited by sister on TV was not just a casual one, but a special recitation for one person...?
really--!
After his idea fell.
On the TV screen, Wen Xian also finished reading all the love poems.
Only at the very end, when the poem was over, she slowly raised her eyes, looked at the camera, and said affectionately and movingly in her eyes:
"Iloveyou, LU."
I love you, Lu.
that moment--
The audience was silent for a moment, and suddenly exploded...!
The audience screamed frantically, all boiling!
At the same time, Qinghai, Hoh Xil.
In this remote western jurisdiction, in the lobby.
Lu Xiao looked at the scene like that: "..."
[Nine brothers: The number of words in this chapter is very much, baby, the amount of words is two shifts. I deducted the 400 words of lyrics and it’s not counted. I sent it together for a plot I have been looking forward to for a long time. I love you. This love poem is called "Howdo Ilovethee" from Michael Hoppé The single is very healing, and Jiu Ge strongly recommends it. ]