It was already dark when the plane arrived at the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

He went to the hotel to take a shower, changed his clothes, put on his hat and glasses, and invited Tang Genshui Mulong out.

He had no destination, he just wanted to go out for a walk.

There is great horror between life and death, and there is great inspiration between life and death. As for the extent of inspiration, it depends on everyone's understanding.

For example, seeing people around you die suddenly, or are tortured by illness, some quit smoking, drinking, and staying up late, some start to go to the gym every day, some make a thermos cup and soak a magical medicine bag, and carry it wherever you go, some quit selling a house, a car, and a backpack, traveling around the world, and some cherish time and work hard for the welfare of all mankind.

Some people are even more awesome, such as some people who go away from crowded cities to their hometowns to raise chickens, pigs, and vegetables to raise themselves, some go to famous mountains and rivers to be isolated hermits, some chant scriptures, some practice, some offer, some send boys and girls to sea to seek immortal pills, some do whatever they want, some do whatever they want, and some do whatever they want, and I don’t care about the flood after I die.

What about learning Taoism on the side...

He is quite special. He may be one of the least fearful death in this time and space, so the greatest pressure he put on him in 2014 was not the death itself, but the inability to continue to take care of the people he loved and loved here once he left.

Yes, he regards death as "leave", and he regards the world he is in as "here".

Then, because he was "not afraid of death", no matter whether his uncle passed away or Zhu Haishan passed away, he was not very sad. He felt more about the feeling that this person had passed away and could no longer meet with his body and mind.

The only difference between the death that made him sad was Hu Xi's early death. He was sad not because of "death", but because of pity and affection, and the confusion that he could not repay.

Therefore, Zhu Tiange's death did not bring much emotional fluctuation to Bian Xuedao, but it caused some impacts in his thoughts. The biggest impact was that Zhu Tiange said that he "achieves nothing."

On the plane, Bian Xuedao is meticulous and self-reflective - if Zhu Tiange's life is reduced to nothing, then what is the "one thing" that can be called "one thing" after his career so far, according to Zhu Tiange's self-evaluation standards?

I won’t talk about games and movies. Is Zhiwei’s security guard a “one thing”?

Is Zhiwei Weibo a "one thing"?

Is Youdao IDC data center a "one thing"?

Is Kki a "one thing"?

Is "The Voice of China" a "one thing"?

Is it a "one thing" to establish Youdao Group?

Do you count it?

I don’t remember how far I walked, but the Bund was already in front of me.

The gentle wind blows on the face, and there is a smell of indescribable smell in the air.

There were too many people taking photos by the river, so Bian Xuedao didn't want to be photographed, so he turned around and walked into a street.

After walking aimlessly for about 20 minutes, a promotional poster on the exterior wall of a building stopped him.

The content of the poster is clear at a glance, a magnificent building with three large red characters - Daming Palace!

Seeing these three words, Bian Xuedao suddenly had several memory clips in his mind. He vaguely remembered that this was a historical documentary filmed by a director named Jin showing the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

After stopping and thinking for a few seconds, Bian Xuedao turned around and called Tang Genshui and Mu Long who were waiting a few meters away, looking at the two of them and said, "Let's go and watch a movie."

...

...

Almost booked the venue.

In the huge screening hall of the cinema, there were only six audiences in total with Bian Xuedao and the three of them.

At the beginning of the video, I watched it in a while.

This is the Tang Dynasty!

Our Tang Dynasty!!

Poetry and wine, swords and tea, peonies and silk, Chang'an and beacons together form the romantic and bold Tang Dynasty, the confident and elegant Tang Dynasty, the brilliant and elegant Tang Dynasty, and the glorious and tragic Tang Dynasty.

A dynasty is confident because it is strong, and it is tolerant because it is confident. It is tolerant because it is tolerant. It is tolerant because it is tolerant and it is to be full of atmosphere.

Through the screen, Bian Xuedao saw the confidence and demeanor of a country more than a thousand years ago, from emperors, generals, and the people, and from the collective and in the bones.

The temperament of that era was so brilliant and tempting. There was the calmness of a tiger lying on the lake, the iron-blooded heroic spirit of the desert; there were the holy monks who traveled west to seek scriptures, and the continuous Tang envoys; there were both literary men who killed one person in ten steps, and heroes who used soldiers to destroy a country - because they were strong, they were strong, and because they were hard.

The Chinese in that era were both martial, civilized, rational and open-minded. From architecture to clothing, from politics to economy, from culture to craftsmanship, and even lifestyle, they were all the best in the same era. Civilization radiated to neighboring countries, and literature and art influenced the people outside the border.

It was an era when only more than twenty people in the country were convicted of death in one year.

It was an era when the chant was generously "I can't see ancient people in front of me and no comers in the future."

It was an era when "the moon in the Tang Dynasty was rounder", which made other countries and nations envious and follow the imitation.

It was an era when the country was full of centripetal force, an era when the country was so proud that it was so strong that it would not lose to others, and "our country should not be humiliated lightly."

That was an era when countless descendants "can't yearn for it with all their hearts."

The true peak and prosperity!

True power over the world!

Unfortunately, life is like a sentiment, and the dynasty is like sand, but the sun and the moon shine forever.

The prosperity is overwhelming, the prosperity is over, the heroes and beautiful women return to their land, and the pavilions and palaces are hard to find, as if they are dreams. Fortunately, there are written chapters that have been passed down from generation to generation, which makes people use their imagination to describe the great dynasty thousands of years ago, making people miss the courage, mind and spiritual world of ancestors of the same bloodline, and are proud of it.

In the screening room.

The ending song of the grand and vicissitudes of the movie is played--

“The storm of the past life,

The dust and smoke of later generations,

Pavilions and palaces,

All are ruins,

The prosperity is gone,

The king and the prince are buried forever,

Whose merits and demerits?

circulated for generations

…”

Bian Xuedao suddenly felt a little sad, and he finally understood Zhu Tiange's unwillingness.

In the long river of time, life is silently disillusioned, generation after generation, except for a few lives that shine like stars, who are remembered, most of them are like water droplets in the river, and have actually come, but no one knows it, just like never.

But how can we make the most people remember themselves?

"The Palace of Ming Dynasty" says that "power and glory are passing clouds and mists, only love and art are eternal." Bian Xuedao does not agree with this view very much.

The three of them came out of the cinema and returned to the hotel.

I didn’t sleep well this night while studying Taoism. I woke up and didn’t fall asleep until 4 a.m.

At 7 a.m., the phone was "buzzing" and vibrating.

He forced himself to get up and find his cell phone. When he answered, he heard Li Yu's voice: "Brother, the entire program team begged me to call you and ask if you still want to go on stage?"

Do you want to?

Honestly, don't want to.

Can't get it?

Must be!

Not to mention how many people inside and outside the group are paying attention, just saying that they have agreed to Zhu Tiange, they must go there.

Bian Xuedao's character has always been to give me a favor and repay me with me.

Zhu Tiange believed in him, and made a verbal agreement with him before his death, and instructed his wife to fulfill it in the form of a last wish, so he must not break his promise, even if Zhu Tiange could no longer hear it.

At 9 a.m., in the recording studio.

Dozens of people arrived early and waited to practice with Bian Xuedao and Li Yu.

More than a day ago, Li Yu was surprised to be calm, as if he had expected such a tossing.

After drinking two sips of water to moisten his throat, Li Yu handed a music score to Bian Xuedao and said, "Can you find a song with a higher pitch?"

After taking the music score, Bian Xuedao smiled and said, "A lot!"

Ming rolled his eyes and Li Yu said, "Are you sure you can sing on the spot? Don't say I didn't remind you, the scene feels different from here."

Putting down the music score, Bian Xuedao said, "What are you afraid of when recording and broadcasting? Just start to lower the sound!"

After a few seconds of speechlessness, Li Yu said depressedly: "Okay! Sing whatever you want, but you can only record it a few more times."

Patting Li Yu's shoulder, Bian Xuedao said, "You are content, I didn't let you sing "Yellow River and Yangtze River"."

Li Yu was stunned when he heard this: "What is the Yellow River and Yangtze River?"

"That song Zhang Yusheng."

"Zhang Yusheng? Does he have such a song?"

Damn it!

Blinking his eyes, driving away the chaos feeling in his mind that he had caused last night's poor sleep. Bian Xuedao said casually, "His last work."

Li Yu was even more surprised: "Last work? Has it been published?"

Bian Xuedao was not sure about this problem, and he interrupted it and said: "Several works have been started to sort out and continue to produce them."

"How do you know?" Li Yu's eyes were full of curiosity.
Chapter completed!