"This scientist named Yuan is really amazing." He said with emotion.

At this time, the drama actor responsible for playing Mr. Yuan appeared.

It's just that his hair has changed from jet black before to gray now.

"Teacher Yuan, please walk slowly. You just received the award yesterday. Why are you going to the fields today?" the student said.

"We are people rooted in the fields, and what I miss most is my super rice." said the slender Yuan Lao.

Luo Mo pulled Song Yingxing and said, "This is Mr. Yuan."

He walked over and bowed: "Hello, Academician Yuan, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Xiao Luo." Mr. Yuan smiled and came over to shake hands with him gently.

The student next to me said, "Ah, are you recording a program?"

Luo Mo smiled and said: "Yes, we are recording a program called "China in Classics", and we are currently recording the second episode of "Tiangong Kaiwu"."

Mr. Yuan glanced at Song Yingxing, who was also gray-haired, and asked: "Who are you playing?"

"Mr. Song Yingxing." Luo Mo replied helpfully and said, "Well, just think of him as an actor."

"Song Yingxing is great, he is an amazing scientist." Mr. Yuan said with emotion.

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to shake hands, while Song Yingxing instinctively raised his palms to bow.

The two great old men were stunned.

Cherish each other.

When the two held hands, many netizens didn't know why, they just felt extremely moved.

"Cry every issue! Cry every issue! I, a grown man, cry every issue!"

"It makes my scalp numb!"

Song Yingxing's eyes turned red.

"What's wrong with you?" Mr. Yuan asked with concern.

Song Yingxing raised his head and said, "I'm just excited."

Luo Mo said from the side: "Mr. Yuan, I remember that you had a dream of enjoying the cool air under the grass?"

Song Yingxing asked: "Walking under the grass to enjoy the cool air?"

Mr. Yuan nodded and said: "I dreamed that the rice in our experimental field grew as tall as sorghum, and everyone could sit under the rice ears to enjoy the cool air."

"The world is rich and I have the dream of enjoying the shade under the grass when I was young," Song Yingxing said.

"Let people eat more rice so they won't go hungry anymore," said Mr. Yuan.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Song Yingxing said three times in a row.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Sir, can you... give me a rice plant?" Song Yingxing said sincerely.

"Okay." Mr. Yuan immediately took a plant from the experimental field.

Song Yingxing was holding the rice, with eyes as if he was looking at a treasure in the world, the most precious thing.

Before walking back to the light bridge leading to the past and present, he smiled and said: "I have no regrets."

He bowed to Luo Mo, and Luo Mo quickly returned the salute and said, "Mr. Song, don't worry. In ancient times, there was "Tiangong Kaiwu", and today people carry on the past and open up the future."

Song Yingxing smiled happily, holding a plump rice ear and stepping on his worn-out straw sandals. With dark skin, he walked towards the Light Bridge step by step.

As he walked, he muttered: "The world is rich and it is cool to enjoy the shade under the grass. It is amazing, it is amazing!"

A light door closed at this moment, and the light bridge dissipated.

Luo Mo added two sentences to the end of this issue.

"We cannot resist the waves, but we can always remember the lighthouse."

"It's time for me to hold the lamp, gentlemen, have a good sleep."
Chapter completed!