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Yan Zhao's footsteps were swallowed up on the carpet of the hotel, and she was like a wandering spirit, lost in the long corridor.

Finally, she heard noisy voices outside a door. She followed the sound and approached. It was a very spacious conference room, with a group of work clothes coming in and out. There was a machine sound similar to the buzzing of the chassis in the central control room.

Yan Zhao walked to the door and looked inside. There were about twenty or thirty people busy in the room. Brand-new high-tech machines were running. Some people were wearing headphones to control in front of the computer, and some were commanding with walkie-talkies. This scene seemed like a Hollywood science fiction scene.

Saw it in the behind-the-scenes of the film.

There was a tall man in the middle of the crowd. He was wearing a tight-fitting suit made of technical fabrics. His body was covered with motion capture markers. His waist, legs, and arms were all tightly bound. He was sitting on a box, and two people gathered around him.

While styling his wolf tail curly hair, he remained silent and drooped his head melancholy, like a puppet with long arms and legs without a soul, letting others play with it.

Yan Zhao just saw the profile of the man and thought he looked like Xin Du, but he was not sure until he inadvertently turned his head towards the door and looked towards her. Yan Zhao's pupils shrank and he fell unconscious.

Take a breath of cool air! I saw that the exquisite three-dimensional face was densely covered with markings, like mercury beads nailed into the unusually handsome face, and his pair of silver-gray beast-like pupils looked at

The moment they looked at each other, they were as surprised as if they were looking into a mirror.

It's Xindu.

Yan Zhao couldn't help but stepped towards the door, but was stopped by an arm.

"I'm sorry, miss, you can't enter here."

The two doors slowly closed. For the last moment, Xin Du looked at her like a monster in a cage looking at a human. He tilted his head, his beautiful eyes full of confusion and doubt.

Yan Zhao walked towards the elevator with his back to the door, recalling the last look Xin Du gave her, feeling that the blood all over his body was running backwards, and a strange intuition rushed through his body.

Why was he looking at her like that? What was that look?

Taking the elevator back to the main venue of the banquet, Yan Zhao was thinking about ways to do it. Xin Du should be preparing for a performance dressed like this. The banquet has just begun. As long as he returns to the main venue, he is not afraid of not having the chance to meet.

Thinking of this, her tense nerves were finally relieved. She wandered alone among the fine wines and delicacies, not daring to drink. She only picked up a piece of small cake and took a sip. She relaxed and observed everything around her with sharp eyes.

She wasn't interested in Bai Jinye's whereabouts. She stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in a less crowded place, paying close attention to the direction of the elevator. As long as Xindu came down, she would definitely pass by here.

Unexpectedly, not long after he landed, the lights in the venue suddenly went out, and he couldn't see his fingers. He could only hear people crickets cooing. Suddenly! The roar of an airplane engine sounded in the distance. Yan Zhao looked towards the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows and saw

A huge plane rushed over from the night and headed straight for the building. Before people could react, the plane crashed directly in! In an instant, the sound of glass bursting and the screams of terror could be heard. Yan Zhao was the closest and watched helplessly.

When the plane hit me head-on, my mind went blank.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the plane flew into the banquet hall and disappeared in an instant!

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The plane crashed into the building, frightening everyone. Suddenly, a light came on in the darkness, and a man stepped off the plane carrying a briefcase. Like the hero of a stage play, he was wearing a white striped suit.

Wearing a jazz hat that was popular in the 1980s and 1990s, he looked like he had just come back from an important meeting, exuding the high-spiritedness of a successful person. The man walked in one direction in the darkness, and another beam of light hit a woman.

The woman was about sixty or seventy years old. When she saw the man walking towards her with a smile on his face, he was so frightened that he took two steps back and softly called out: "Guangbei..."

A rich voice sounded, and the man looked at the woman lovingly and walked towards her: "Hua Ying, it's me. I'm back." After saying this, someone played the violin, and the melodious tune sounded like Luo Dayou's "You"

appearance》.

Only then did people realize that the plane just now was just a realistic holographic projection, and anyone who knew this period of history knew that this man's name was Fang Guangbei, and he was just a realistic projection.

Fang Guangbei, Jiang Han once mentioned this person, Yan Zhao and Li Luo learned all the information about him. Around the millennium, the mineral resources in Linshi were monopolized by two powerful forces, with Fang Guang in the south.

North Control, in 2003, Fang Guangbei and Fan Huaying were kidnapped. The kidnappers released Fan Huaying to go back to raise money and asked for 200 million to redeem them. Fan Huaying readily agreed. The kidnapping case alarmed the media, and the police intervened.

During the transaction, the kidnappers suddenly canceled the transaction, and Fang Guangbei, who was 43 years old at the time, was never heard from again.

Then came the sensational story of Fan Huaying’s search for her husband. Fan Huaying and Fang Guangbei were childhood sweethearts, and they made a private marriage when they were teenagers. Fang Guangbei made his fortune from mining, Fan Huaying made jewelry designs, and helped her husband become a rich man. Fang Guang

Bei also loved and respected Fan Huaying for ten years. Later books and reports also described the love between Fang Guangbei and Fan Huaying in a beautiful, moving and desirable way.

After Fang Guangbei disappeared, Fan Huaying never gave up looking for her husband. She even spent huge sums of money to find capable people, performed rituals in Taoist temples, and worshiped Feng Shui masters. As long as there were any clues that her husband was still alive, she would go to the scene personally. The most important thing was that she never gave up.

What is admirable is that in the twenty years after her husband disappeared, this woman relied on her keen business sense and took advantage of the real estate industry to become a famous rich woman.

Things have changed and people have changed. When the 35-year-old Fang Guangbei appeared in front of him very realistically, Fan Huaying burst into tears on the spot.

Fang Guangbei's motion capture is very smooth, and his facial expressions are even more vivid, just like a real person. The expensive cost of this holographic projection is no less than investing in a movie in Hollywood.

Some of the audience present were in awe, and some wiped away tears.

Fan Huaying stood beside Fang Guangbei, like an ordinary couple holding hands on a golden wedding, thanking the guests present.

"Today is my husband's birthday. Thank you all for coming, and thank you to m.d.hhollogram for the fantastic gift."

Under the spotlight, Fan Huaying, who is over seventy years old, has a beautiful face, graceful appearance, and warm and kind eyes that seem to make love to every pair of eyes present.

Next, the foreigner from the technology company began to introduce the latest technology demonstration of holographic projection to the guests present. Suddenly, a handsome man about three meters tall appeared in the open space. He was Xin Du.

Yan Zhao looked up at the image that did not look like a mortal, and felt that Gu Yining's description of Xin Du was not an exaggeration.

Xin Du's makeup and style can be said to be androgynous, like a goddess in colorful clothes, but also like a flying male Bodhisattva, with golden branches and jade leaves, luxurious pampering and nobility.

Yan Zhao couldn't help but get closer and walked to the position closest to the image.

The foreigner also introduced the dazzling jewelry worn on Xin Du's slender and fair neck. The extremely luxurious jewelry was all made by Fan Huaying, which aroused the admiration of the women present.

Xin Du suddenly became disillusioned in the applause, and his body turned into gold powder and sprinkled in the air, turning into petals and sequins scattered all over the ground. Fan Huaying was really happy today, and her enthusiasm was high in the wine and champagne. She suddenly kicked off her high heels in a dashing way.

Dancing slowly, some women followed suit, holding goblets and getting intoxicated with the music barefoot. The banquet hall was brightly lit and became a dance floor for indulgence.

As the atmosphere grew stronger, the host looked at Fan Huaying with relief and said: "Every year on Mr. Fang's birthday, Ms. Huaying sings their favorite old song. It has been the same for twenty years. This feeling is comparable to that of Jin Jian!"

The prelude of "The Way You Look" sounded, Fan Huaying took the microphone and sang affectionately, and a photo of her and her husband Fang Guangbei from childhood to middle age was played on the big screen. While singing, Fan Huaying smiled and looked at a man in the crowd.

, the host laughed in surprise: "Oh my God, who did I see? Isn't this our superstar!"

When the light shone on Bai Jinye, Yan Zhao saw him. It turned out that he was not far away from her. When the host mentioned him, he first waved his hand towards the host with a cold expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Next, he looked angry and smiling. The velvet suit Bai Jinye wore tonight seemed to glow, shining with stars, and he was extraordinary handsome. The rich women in the crowd were hesitating for Bai Jinye to come on stage to sing. The atmosphere was as warm as boiling water, but

Bai Jinye's face was as cold as ice.

Yan Zhao understood him. He hated this. He hated being treated like a rich woman's plaything like Xin Du. He was such a proud person and tried his best to get out of control just so that he didn't have to deal with this kind of situation.

But he still came for her.

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Fan Huaying's eyes fell on Bai Jinye, calling him lovingly through the phone, and extending her old hand towards him: "Ajin, come and sing with me."

Bai Jinye turned around, his face was pale, his lips were tightly pursed, and he was unruly and stern. He bowed to the women in a gentlemanly manner, and when he turned back to face Fan Huaying, the chill on his face had disappeared, and the carelessness on his face was gone.

The lazy, rebellious body suddenly possessed another person, and he walked forward gracefully and calmly.

Bai Jinye took the microphone and looked straight at Fan Huaying with a pair of charming eyes. His magnetic voice exuded charm: "This song is for Sister Ying. You are as chic as you. You turn your thoughts into the world. You will always be young and charming.

.”

These words coaxed Fan Huaying to smile and wince, and she directly took his hand. The two held hands intimately, like a couple. Bai Jinye waited for a few beats and then sang affectionately - "What I don't understand is why you are willing~"

~Let the wind and dust portray your appearance~~Just like a world that has long forgotten its love~~It once had your name and my voice~~"

This was Yan Zhao's first time seeing Bai Jinye on stage, and he didn't expect such a scene.

He moved freely and freely on the stage, standing there as if he could shine, making people immersed in it inadvertently. He sang the deep feeling and sadness of this song vividly, and it seemed that he was holding his most beloved person in his hand.

woman.

Suddenly I felt that I didn't hate him so much.

Just as her thoughts were sinking and floating, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears——

"Your jewelry is beautiful."

Yan Zhao suddenly turned around and saw a man wearing a Chanel dress passing her. The man took two steps and suddenly looked back, staring into her eyes. It was Xin Du.

"Was it designed by Long Jiamu?" he asked inexplicably.

As if she didn't need to answer at all, Xin Du simply said a word and disappeared into the crowd without looking back. It was more like an illusion than the holographic projection.

What does that mean? Yan Zhao stretched his head and went to chase, but he was blocked by a strong man before he could catch up for two steps. The man said "I'm sorry". When Yan Zhao went to find someone again, there was no sign of Xin Du anywhere.

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Chapter completed!