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Chapter 249 Group photo
The sky had just dawned, and with sleepy eyes, Liao Yuan, who was lying on the bed, heard some movement from outside the bedroom.

He looked at the ceiling above his head and looked at everything in the bedroom.

On the wall, in addition to certificates of merit, there are various certificates, large and small golden trophies and crystal trophies are placed on the bookcases. In addition, all kinds of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masterpieces, comics, etc. are also neatly placed on the bookcases.

The whole bedroom is spotless. There is a brand-new calendar hanging behind the door. On the left side of the door is a small piano with a sense of age. With the appearance of the small piano, Liao Yuan's memory gradually began to go back, and some pictures gradually flooded into his mind.

He got up and got out of bed, stepped on the light beige floor with bare feet, and opened the curtains.

A beam of sunlight poured in, and beside the dark yellow curtains, there were green plants.

The curtains fluttered gently with the wind, like the music played by the rustling leaves in the forest.

Liao Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Downstairs, an SUV is parked there.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, relatives who travel north and south will visit each other as long as the distance is close, but this SUV has a Guangdong license plate, which makes Liao Yuan a little strange.

He picked up the watch on the bedside table, it was only seven o'clock in the morning...

As he dressed, he recalled what happened last night.

After the Spring Festival Gala, he bid farewell to his colleagues at the Kyoto Opera House, and after sending Fu Xiaoci and Xiao Peng to the airport, he returned to his community alone.

The hour hand has passed 12 o'clock in the morning, but when Liao Yuan took out the key and opened the door, the room was still brightly lit.

Mother Dong Qing looked at Liao Yuan, was so excited that she couldn't speak, and finally burst into tears. After taking Liao Yuan's luggage, she muttered about some household chores.

But his father, Liao Yuemin, just stood in front of the sofa in the living room, he didn't come to greet him, he didn't sit down, he just stood there dully.

The father and son looked at each other, and it was Liao Yuan who spoke first and called Dad.

There was no quarrel, and there was no smell of gunpowder. The original conflict seemed to disappear when the father and his father looked at each other.

Liao Yuemin smiled and nodded lightly, "It's good to be back, I can finally have a reunion dinner this year, you are exhausted, eat quickly, the dishes are cold, let your mother warm them up."

After a simple dinner, because it was too late, Liao Yuan washed up and went to sleep after not communicating for a long time.

Everything seemed very ordinary, there was no grand meeting as imagined, only the warmth from home.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the ground, and everything is very real.

This is not a dream!
In the bedroom, after Liao Yuan finished dressing, he could vaguely hear the sound of communication outside the door.

After a while, he opened the door and saw in the living room, Hong Kong queen singer Ai Shi, sitting in front of the reception sofa, smiling and communicating with her mother Dong Qing.

After noticing Liao Yuan, Ai Shi stood up immediately and said with a smile, "Mr. Liao, you're awake."

"How did you come?"

Liao Yuan was a little surprised.

Ai Shi smiled and said, "I happen to be in the capital. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. It's a festival for us Chinese people. Of course we're here to pay New Year's greetings to you and your uncles and aunts."

Liao Yuan nodded and said: "Wait a minute, I'll wash up, Mom, please entertain Miss Ai for me."

"Ah, it can't be done."

Ai Shi waved her hands and smiled, "My plane at 08:30 will return to Hong Kong later, Auntie, I will come to visit you in person when I have a chance."

Dong Qing looked at Ai Shi, held her hand, and said kindly: "Remember to come often when you are free!"

After Liao Yuan and Dong Qing sent Ai Shi away, Dong Qing wrapped his son's arms and smiled kindly: "I'm a bit older, but I'm quite caring."

Liao Yuan: "???"

After washing up, Liao Yuan asked casually, "Where's my dad?"

"I went to pay New Year's greetings to the old leaders with you, Uncle Tao."

Dong Qing put on her apron and said, "Eat something first. Meiyun called me in the morning. The plane is at nine o'clock. Wait for you to drive my car and go to the airport to pick her up."

Liao Yuan agreed casually.

Everything seemed orderly, without any sense of distance or strangeness, just a sense of home.

Comfortable and cozy!
The tense schedule finally has a sense of relaxation today!

Liao Yuan stood on the balcony, stretched, and then took out his mobile phone.

After a night of baptism, the phone has been filled with hundreds of unread text messages, most of them are blessings, and many of them are from unfamiliar numbers. Among them, Xi Yun, the program director of Donghai Radio Station, even sent three messages in a row. Short message.

"It's great, "Singing the Motherland" made me cry."

"I never thought you could sing so well. You didn't like to sing before!"

"Happy New Year, may your life be safe."

廖远停顿了一下，看了一下最后一条短信的发送时间，2022年1月1日05:20分。

He frowned, but still replied: "Thank you, and happy new year."

In addition to Xi Yun, the old colleagues and old leaders at Donghai Radio Station also sent blessing messages one by one, including Lai Yibai, Director Zheng, and even the old enemy Jiang Heshun all sent blessing messages in the morning.

Liao Yuan did not reply to these suspected mass text messages.

In addition, colleagues from the company, Fu Yuntao, Zhang Henge, Ai Shi from the circle, and Zhou Yijun from the Kyoto Opera House also sent greetings one after another.

After browsing through the text messages and replying one by one, Liao Yuan logged on to Weibo.

On the hot search list, the five-star red flag emoji package is still No.1 on the list after a night of fiery baptism, and the number of views has reached [-] million.

Most of the other hot search keywords are related to the Spring Festival Gala.

After reading it, Liao Yuan deeply felt the enthusiasm of Weibo fans, so he suddenly shouted: "Mom! Mom!"

"What's the matter, son?" Dong Qing came out of the kitchen with a rolling pin.

Liao Yuan lowered his voice subconsciously: "Let's take a photo together."

"Group photo? OK!"

Dong Qingxi couldn't help it: "It's been a while since we took a photo together. It's time to take a photo together. When your father and sister come back, let's go to the camera studio to take a family portrait together."

After the group photo was finished, Liao Yuan said, "Mom, I posted it on Weibo."

"Weibo? Post it!"

Just as Dong Qing was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Liao Yuan asked in surprise.

"Is the photo beautiful?"

"..."

More than ten minutes later, Liao Yuan tweeted a happy new year greeting to all fans, and accompanied it with a photo that had been retouched for nearly 10 minutes.

This is Liao Yuan's first Weibo after more than two months.

Countless fans were overwhelmed with excitement, and the major fan groups immediately rioted, and they went to the Weibo camp to start blogging in an organized and disciplined manner.

"Happy New Year, Boss!"

"The first day of the new year! Let's go!"

"Wow, is this my aunt? It's so beautiful! No, why is it so familiar?"

"Damn it, isn't it, isn't this Dong Qingdong teacher?"

"A famous CCTV host, I grew up watching her show!"

"I never thought that the first sister of CCTV's former host turned out to be the mother of the boss!"

"It's really genetic, the whole family is so beautiful!"

"So, Liao Meiyun's mother is also Dong Qing?"

"Your question is a bit stupid..."

After the uproar, almost all the fans on the Internet ran to the Weibo account of Dong Qing, who was certified as a "former CCTV host".

Originally, Dong Qing's fans were only over 200 million, but after Liao Yuan disclosed his family relationship, soon, in less than an hour, Dong Qing's fans soared to 500 million.

The Weibo official also pushed a headline in a very timely manner: "Shocked! Liao Yuan's identity is revealed, and his mother is the former famous CCTV host Dong Qing!"

At the same time, Dong Qing's mobile phone began to vibrate and ring continuously.

In addition to reposting comments on Weibo, all Dong Qing's colleagues and friends were frantically sending messages and making phone calls to Dong Qing, which directly caused the crash on the spot.

After finally turning on the phone again, Dong Qing received a call from Sheng Wen, director of CCTV's comprehensive channel.

Dong Qing seemed to be quite surprised and shocked by the content of the phone call.

After she hung up the phone, she raised her head and looked at her son who was eating an apple on the sofa, "Yuan, are you familiar with Director Sheng?"

"Director Sheng? Who?" Liao Yuan was at a loss for a while, then continued to eat apples.

Dong Qing put down his phone, came to sit down in front of Liao Yuan, and said seriously: "Sheng Wen, channel director of CCTV."

"I don't know." Liao Yuan shook his head.

Dong Qing heard the words, and murmured: "That's strange, it's obviously Zhang Ping's show, why did I suddenly ask me to host it?"

Liao Yuan asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"Comprehensive Channel has recently developed a family-seeking variety show. This show is very powerful and can mobilize political relations and media relations across the country. Many hosts of the older generation are eager to win this show. But just now Director Sheng called me and told me that this spot is on my head."

Dong Qing wondered: "I haven't been in CCTV for many years, and your father has also retired behind the scenes for many years, and he will not go out and walk around these relationships in order to come back..."

"Do you want to go?" Liao Yuan asked.

"To be honest, I really miss your mother... This show is very good and full of positive energy. I knew about it beforehand, but I know I have nothing to do with it, so I just thought about it..."

"In this case."

Liao Yuan smiled and said, "Let's just drop the pie for the day!"

"Got it!"

Dong Qing was elated, picked up the rolling pin again, and rushed into the kitchen.
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