Chapter 73

Over Mount Hua, a military helicopter buzzed over and came to a stop at Luoyan Peak. Huai Yan, Liu Hao, and Xiao Zhang were already fully equipped and dressed in dark green uniforms. Applaud and welcome the companions who are in danger. Lu Jingyun went straight forward and hugged Huai Yan. He used a lot of force, as if he wanted to melt Huai Yan into his bones and blood. In the same way, Lu Jingyun's eyes were red, and Duan Xiao first shouted "Breakhouse Flower Candle", and everyone shouted.

"Okay! The battle isn't over yet!" Lu Jingyun turned around to teach his soldiers a lesson, but he kept holding on to the thin white finger, "I have been assigned tasks just now, hurry up and set off tomorrow!"

"Yes! Commander!" The young people straightened their expressions and trotted down the plank road to the camp one after another. Huai Yan and Lu Jingyun didn't move. The color of the house is dyed with green stones and green trees. It turns out that Huashan is so high and dangerous that it can almost really pass the sun. Lu Jingyun put Huai Yan's hand on his face, Huai Yan felt wet on his fingers, he took advantage of the situation to wipe his tears, leaned over and hugged his waist, smiled and reassured: "Yuan Zhao, you must be happy. Yes."

Lu Jingyun didn't speak. He only reached out and gently stroked his gauze-covered left ear. After a long time, he said, "If I follow my selfishness, I will never let you go...Mian'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Yuanzhao doesn't need to apologize, you and I are both soldiers, not to mention that this matter is tied to me, how can I not go?" Huai Yan took his hand to his lips and kissed it, his voice became vague, " It was a treacherous trip, but I hardly felt any fear...because I would imagine you by my side."

"Mian'er disappeared for more than three years, but she has done a great job reappearing." Lu Jingyun clenched his hand tightly, "The ammunition hidden in various places has been shipped out continuously, and the old stubborn can't resist for long. The sun, the moon and the new sky are coming. What's your plan after Mian'er?"

"I still want to go back to the literary and art world. You know, I like this." Huai Yan said with a smile: "On New Year's Eve, I didn't lie to you. , must also be willing to introduce foreign investment?"

"You already know?" Lu Jingyun stared at him, "This is his idea, and Chai Wu, the director of the development department at the time—that is, your father's classmate, was responsible for the specific implementation, although it immediately attracted the Liaobei Armory Factory and the The production in the mining area also brings hidden dangers that cannot be ignored... In addition to this crime of obstructing our actions, after the war, all of them will be tried by military courts."

Huai Yan shed tears, he vaguely remembered his father's face, very strict, but also very kind, he thought of Guanghan Songjiang, and the haunted wilderness, the Qishan mansion he once used as a shackle and wanted to escape. The shelter he sought, but it was also the sharpening of the sudden wind and rain in the past ten years, which made him a valuable person. Looking back on the past, he is full of heart-wrenching sadness, but looking forward to the future, he still has a lot of expectations.

"I have already resigned. The punishment order may come down in the next few days. I originally planned to go to the ordnance to do research after the war, but now I have become an idler." Lu Jingyun took his hand and walked slowly down the mountain, "Mian'er , I'll be your bodyguard, okay? I'll buy Qishan's house again, and we'll go back to live between you filming."

"Will the former commander of the Northern New Army be me as a bodyguard?" Huai Yan said with a smile, "Then I have to be an international actor to be qualified... Yuanzhao, although I miss Liaobei, it is inevitable that I will be hurt when I live in Liaoning. After watching about my father and my sister, we still choose a house in Yanyun and raise a puppy. I like Yanyun, Nanqiufeng and Lugou Xiaoyue.

"Nanqiuqiufeng, Lugou Xiaoyue... It's not as good as Jiang Huaiyan's eyes and brows." Lu Jingyun said softly, Huaiyan was hot on his face when he said it, and he let go of his hand and ran down the stone steps first. He saw two cranes spread their wings and fly into the sky from Qi Song in the distance, as if they were going to compete with Bi Luo.

In the spring of the second year after the war subsided, everything gradually returned to stability. Huai Yan officially retired and made two excellent films; Xiao Zhang also left the front line because of the injury on his hand, and turned to be the military logistics minister, everyone. The children said that after he passed, the food was much better; Liu Hao was still in charge of some secret operations, and Huai Yan could hardly see him; Liang Wenzhe, Chai Wu and others were sentenced for collaborating with the enemy many times, so Liang Wenmo had to bring him with him. He rushed back from Qiongdao with Ling Chuang, and took over the remaining property after the Liang family's compensation and confiscated...

Only the decision to deal with Lu Jingyun has not been made. Apart from his military affairs, he has really become an idler. Knowing that Huai Yan is not good in the crew, he simply studied cooking and opened a small stove for Huai Yan. Huai Yan saw that he didn't say anything, but there was always regret between his eyebrows, and his heart was sour and sad. After all, he acted rashly for his own sake, so he did everything possible to make him happy. Gan Bai loses.

"Yuanzhao, how about I wear this?" This year's Laurel Award was selected by Yanyun, and "Lanling" was shortlisted. Huai Yan was going to attend the ceremony as usual. After looking in the mirror, he turned his head to ask Lu Jingyun, but saw that the man had already tied his tie, dressed in a black straight suit, with a golden eagle badge pinned to the left lapel collar, he couldn't help laughing: "Yuan Zhao is dressed so formally today. Is it? You think suits are bound, just be casual."

"To accompany Mian'er to an important occasion today, how can you be sloppy." Lu Jingyun put the watch on his wrist and stared at the person in front of him, "It's good-looking, I thought the color was plain, but you can't take your eyes off it when you put it on."

Huai Yan smiled, took the man's hand and walked out the door slowly. The sun was shining, the sea was full of love, and the tender willows on the shore were swaying. The theater was already crowded with people. Come, let out bursts of exclamations, black smoke of magnesium powder ignited one after another, Lu Jingyun let go of his hand and went to block the reporters for him.

"This gentleman, who are you from Mr. Jiang?" Huai Yan heard someone asking, he stopped and turned around, but heard Lu Jingyun say, "I'm his newly hired bodyguard."

"Oh..." The reporters were a little disappointed and suspicious, and came to the front to ask Huai Yan, "Mr. Jiang, do you have confidence in this award?"

Huai Yan only shook his head, his gentle and gentle brows were now covered with a coldness that was repulsive. He quickly walked to the banquet hall and took a sip of tea in his seat, but he felt depressed. At this time, Liang Wenmo took a When Ling Chuang came over to greet him, Huai Yan showed a smile on his face. When the two of them returned to their seats, he said to Lu Jingyun who was sitting beside him, "There are no bodyguards in the infield. the location. You see—"

Lu Jingyun looked in the direction of his fingers. Sure enough, the bodyguards were all standing in the back row. He knew why he was angry, but he couldn't tell at the moment, and just left the table silently.

Huai Yan didn't look back, but concentrated on the ceremony. When he saw Mr. Zhao appearing on the stage as the best actor awarding guest, he frequently looked at himself, and he couldn't help feeling a little excited and uneasy.

"Friends, let me announce the winner of this year's Laurel Award for Best Actor." Zhao Lao said, "It's a very young actor... I think you've already guessed it."

Fans began to shout Huai Yan's name in the audience, Zhao Lao nodded with a smile, "Jin Yong avoids the battle, how quickly he breaks through the formation. There is a legacy from Yuefu, and the song is a triumph... Congratulations to Gao Changgong in the movie "Lan Ling" The actor - Jiang Huaiyan!"

"Thank you, everyone..." Huai Yan walked up to the stage and bowed deeply to the audience and the judges.

"Friends, Huai Yan is really lacking in ability and luck to win this honor... Let's not laugh, this is by no means self-effacing - the past two years have been frequent wars, and many works in the literary and art circles have either died halfway, or have been completed hastily. It's a helpless move, and "Lanling" was finished just before the war, and it was a fluke..."

"I have loved calligraphy and painting since I was a child, and I made my first movie by mistake a few years ago. Since then, I have really been involved in literature and art. I love this industry from the bottom of my heart, and I am willing to do my best for it. Because literature and art cherish the memory of History, recording the present, looking forward to the future, when you can feel peace, sigh, surprise, anger, pain and other emotions, literature and art are not empty, it can urge you to contemplate and wake up, and give you encouragement and faith. , ideals and courage.”

"I think, no matter what kind of art form, it will be passed down from generation to generation. They are very hard-core, high-spirited and transcendental, and time will give a real gift of art. We can see today's On the screen, there are not only princes and generals, drunken fans, but also fireworks in the world, all living beings, ordinary and truth are the greatest strength."

"Thanks to Director Lin Chongzhi and Senior Zhao, and to all the partners and fans who have worked hard for "Lanling"... In addition, I would like to take this opportunity to thank one person whose enthusiasm and sincerity strengthened my belief, and he was also The wordless guardianship has kept me out of the wind and rain... I often ask myself how can I get such feelings, and I often doubt that I am in a dream, but these things did happen, I think I will be grateful and contented for the rest of my life , no matter what the future holds.”

When Huai Yan said this, he looked at Lu Jingyun's figure under the stage, but he couldn't find it after all. He was disappointed for a while, seeing thousands of spectators waiting silently, so he bowed deeply and prepared to leave, "All in all, thank you all. ."

The audience hesitated for a while, and then there was prolonged applause and cheers. Mr. Zhao stepped forward and handed the trophy to Huai Yan. Huai Yan took the trophy, but was dazzled by the star corner directly above the trophy. Look, a very beautiful diamond ring is hanging on the trophy. At this time, the lights on the stage suddenly went out, and only two beams of clear light came down, one fell on the pine branches between the Huai Yan, and the other shone on the back of the stage. On the piano, Lu Jingyun didn't know when he sat in front of the piano, his back was straight, and his knuckled fingers landed on the keys. On the spring day of the former Qishan Mountain, the flowers and plants in the garden in the garden are covered with calendars, and the water flows around the house.

After finishing the song, the beam of light slowly moved closer with Lu Jingyun's footsteps, and finally the two beams of light overlapped.

Huai Yan stared blankly at the person in front of him, tall, handsome and energetic, like the newly married Xiao Qiao's father-in-law, with a good-looking appearance, and then looking at the deep love in the deep eyes, the roses in full bloom in the arms... Yan's heart was hot, and his eyes were red.

Lu Jingyun pulled his lips into a smile, knelt on one knee on the stage, and there were deafening screams and applause from the audience. The cameras of the reporters were blocked several times. Lu Jingyun cleared his throat and asked Huaiyan in a low voice, "Are you still angry? gas?"

"What are you angry about... I'm not angry." Huai Yan refused to admit it, his brows and eyes turned into crescent moons.

Lu Jingyun took the ring and slowly pushed it to the base of his finger, "Then it's up to you, my Mian'er wife."

That year, under the Martin Fragrant tree, the time was locked in the spring, the sound of the piano attracted admiration, and the young man's heart was moved, and a single thought was a lifetime.

The story of Yuan Zhao and Mian'er is now over. The two of them have experienced a lot of hardships, loneliness and grief, but fortunately, with each other's company, they can live through this life well. There will be extras, and they will be posted when they are finished. This year, I was too busy with work and couldn’t take time to update it steadily. I didn’t grasp many aspects of my emotional flow for the first time. I am very, very grateful to my readers and friends for their forgiveness and tolerance, and I am very, very grateful to Mr. Qin for his encouragement and support. The new article has begun to be prepared, I hope you can continue to patronize, and bow deeply~