Chapter 80: What do you mean?

"What? Is this Lu Yuan's love letter?"
"Hold the grass, it's so green!"
"It's really young, I didn't expect Lu Yuan to have that era."
"Yes, it's interesting. It seems that Alice in "To Alice" is the subject of the love letter. It is probably a kind of memory of Lu Yuan, right?"
"Wait, why at the end, I think the taste of this love letter seems to be a bit wrong? I don't believe that the whole world is the only one who thinks so!"
"Me too..."
"and many more!"
"The last sentence seems..."
"Hahaha, my day!"
"What the is this!"
"Hahaha, I can't stand it anymore, Lu Yuan, Lu Manzi, do you want to laugh at me and inherit my inheritance?"
"I am a simple netizen, I don't know what you are talking about, although I am also laughing..."
"Could it be that Lu Ergouzi had already begun to be dirty at that time? Sentimental? Fuck the nasty!"
"Wait, why did I suddenly want to be an emoticon?"
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"What happen to you guys?"
When Lu Yuan returned to the company and walked in, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.
Fatty Wei, Li Qing, and Lu Yihong looked at Lu Yuan and wanted to laugh as if they had met Lu Yuan for the first time, but they were holding back a smile.
The faces of the three of them looked quite flushed.
"No...nothing..."
Fatty Wei shook his head, but still stared at Lu Yuan, as if he had to see Lu Yuan transparently inside and out.
It seems to know Lu Yuan for the first time.
"Nervous, I'm going to bed first, you are bothering me."
Lu Yuan was too lazy to bird Fatty Wei, he moved his body, and then yawned for a long time, and his whole body began to fall asleep.
He slept for a few hours on the plane. Although he was still in first class, he did not sleep well.
So always in that kind of sleepy feeling.
He planned to lie down and talk later.
"Ayuan, is Venice fun?"
However, when Lu Yuan took off his shoes and was about to lie down, Fatty Wei and Li Qing came to Lu Yuan with shy faces, their smiles were so cheap that people wanted to slap them!
Lu Yihong looked at the script and pretended to be serious, but Yu Guang kept looking at Lu Yuan's direction.
"Venice is okay, what's wrong?"
"No... I just think... it's okay, just ask."
"What do you think?" Lu Yuan was a little hairy when Fatty Wei stared.
"Nothing...Nothing..."
"Ayuan, the Ocean Horse is easy to ride..." Li Qing took a breath and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Hi! I'm that kind of person?" Lu Yuan was suddenly speechless after seeing Li Qing's expression that was more mean than Fatty Wei.
What's the matter with these two bastards?
Am I someone who goes outside to play?
I look very serious at first sight!
"Bah, Lao Li, what are you talking about? How pure, kind, and honest we are, how could we ride a big ocean horse? He is loyal to feelings and regards death as home..." Wei The fat man glared at Li Qing suddenly. Although his expression was false and serious, the anger in the depths of his eyes almost made Lu Yuan vomit!
"Sun, what are you doing? Just let it go! I'm going to bed!" Lu Yuan was almost thrown up by Fatty Wei.
What are these two people doing?
Is your brain so funny?
"Ahem, ahem, I thought you were a natural pretender, you must have been a saucy character in your school days, but I didn't expect that your school days were so... simple..."
"Just a woolen thread, didn't you see the following content? Especially the last sentence, I think Ayuan was broken to his bones when he was a student!" Li Qing suddenly retorted.
"When you said that, I suddenly felt like this... Fuck, could it be that A Yuan was already..."
"Grass! What the are you talking about!" Lu Yuan looked at the two you came and went, and his whole body was in the mist.
These two are really cheap!
"The love letter you wrote about a female classmate was exposed?"
"Love letter? What love letter?"
"You pretend? You still pretend. There are special articles on Weibo that reveal your school days..."
"Huh? My school days?"
Li Qing turned around and took a notebook from the side, opened the notebook's Weibo content and handed it to Lu Yuan. At the same time, his smile was as bright as a blooming red chrysanthemum, so bright that Lu Yuan kept his hair straight up!
"nerve……"
Lu Yuan took the notebook, then opened the page and looked at the pictures on the notebook.
This seems to be a piece of paper...
The paper started to turn yellow because it was soaked in water.
Although the writing on the paper is crooked, but still vaguely recognize what is written on it.
As long as the brain is not bad, everyone knows that this is a love letter.
The love is written in affectionate style, and the longing and longing for girls are in the lines between the lines, and even the loyal confession words that look like death and loyalty are very second in the second. The last sentence is to the girl after class I want to invite you to eat sausages, can you?" invitation.
This is a young story.
Perhaps in that era, this was a young story, but also just an ordinary story.
But this love letter is placed in modern words...
The last sentence sounds weird, especially when it was signed by Lu Yuan...
Below the love letter picture is a scattered description of Lu Yuan's school days.
The article revealed how Lu Yuan was low-key in his school days, how not outstanding, how simple, how shy, and even boldly guessing in the tone of a bystander, that Alice in "To Alice" is the confession of Lu Yuan's school days Target, Lu Yuan composed this piano piece to pay homage to the young and beautiful love that has long gone...
This revelation and speculation were originally not a big problem. Many things describe Lu Yuan’s youthful age. Lu Yuan laughed at best. Anyway, the love letter was not written by himself. After so many years, who remembers? These love letters? Who hasn't been impulsive yet?
Who has no youth yet?
Everything is normal, isn't it?
However, when Lu Yuan saw the comments below, he suddenly became speechless.
"Hold the grass!"
Lu Yuan read this article, and then read the following group of "I want to invite you to eat sausages." "After class, do you want to eat my sausages?" "Everyone, eat sausages?" "Sausages, do you want to "Do you have a sausage? I have!" After various comments and Lu Yuan's "fake" smile at the Venice awards ceremony, things that were so green suddenly turned crooked.
Not only crooked, but also dirty!
"Ayuan, you and your sausage... are on fire! Weibo headlines, Tieba emojis, and even browser hot searches are all sausages..." Fatty Wei suddenly laughed when he saw the latest comment.
"Hahahaha! Ayuan, awesome, didn't you think you started planning since you were young? Hahaha..." Lu Yihong, who had been holding back pretending to read the script, suddenly burst into laughter, and tears fell from his laughter.
He is an actor with very professional ethics, and he doesn't usually laugh.
Unless you can't help it.
Now, when he saw the comments of sand sculpture netizens, he couldn't help it...
"..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath after putting down his notebook.
In my memory, the original Lu Yuan did write a love letter, and he did simply invite the girl he likes to eat five cents of grilled sausage from the canteen downstairs.
Isn't this normal?
The young girl asks the young girl to eat grilled sausage. Is there a problem?
No problem at all!
but……
What do you mean by calling me the Great Demon King Lu on the Internet?
What's more, what do you mean by the fact that all major forum posts and Weibo have exploded?
What are you doing if you are full?
Really...
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Pomez Art Museum, Italy.
"Daniel, are you here again?"
"Well, I'm here again."
"Sorry, Daniel, with all due respect, I know you used to be a very powerful artist, but that was only once, ten years ago, and you have never produced an aura of work... you know that ten years represent What is it? It means that the glory is no longer...Too many young artists have emerged over the years, and you... are getting old..."
"Look at my work first!"
"Our theme this time is decadence and rebirth. Have you captured aura?"
"Well, I caught it."
"Okay! Show me."
"Ok."
"Huh? This subject...it seems...wait, I seem to see a hint of smell..."
"One more!"
"This picture...this..."