Chapter 661

*Round Table Party* had already run for five seasons and was about to welcome its sixth.

It is rare for a program to persist from the first season to the sixth.

And it is even rarer that *Round Table Party* has maintained a high rating from the first season to the sixth.

Speaking of why this program has become better and better, one must mention that the planning team is quite dedicated.

Every season has been innovated and sublimated on the basis of the previous one.

From major livelihood issues to personal emotions, it can be said to be all-encompassing.

But with the improvements season after season, the entire planning team has also encountered a bottleneck.

Everything that could be said has been said, and everyone who could be invited has been invited.

If they want to break through in the next season, where should they start?

Right now, Dou Wentao, who was called by name, pushed up the round-framed black-rimmed glasses on his forehead.

His expression looked calm, but only the straight-pressed lip line revealed his worry.

"Sports world, food world, psychology world, science world..."

Everything he uttered were the various industries they had covered before.

When he finished speaking, Dou Wentao simply slumped in the chair behind him and sighed in an almost impossible tone.

"Almost everyone who could be invited has been invited; the only one left is my idol."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Wendao on the side squeezed out an ugly smile and said with a wry smile.

"Your idol? Marilyn Monroe?"

This was the dream lover in the hearts of countless men in the last century and also the goddess in Dou Wentao's mind.

As an old friend who had known Dou Wentao for more than ten years, Liang Wendao had heard Dou Wentao mention Marilyn Monroe so many times that his ears were almost calloused, so he naturally blurted it out.

But contrary to Liang Wendao's expectations, the next moment he suffered a roll of the eyes from Dou Wentao.

"I'm being serious; Marilyn Monroe is my goddess, but my idol is someone else."

As he spoke, Dou Wentao had already tilted his chin to signal to Liang Wendao.

Following Dou Wentao's gaze, Liang Wendao immediately noticed a row of books placed on the conference room table.

*Dream of the Red Chamber*, *The Three-Body Problem*, *The Old Man and the Sea*.

At a glance, they were all books by Ye Xuan.

"It's Mr. Ye."

Liang Wendao's face revealed a bit of embarrassment, clearly feeling he had guessed the wrong answer, and he felt a bit awkward.

But the next instant, he slapped his forehead, and his eyes lit up.

"Wentao, who says we can't invite Mr. Ye?!"

As he spoke, the next moment Liang Wendao stood up from his chair, and his face was dyed with a layer of obvious excitement:

"Why don't we give it a try?!"

Startled by Liang Wendao's excitement, Dou Wentao was stunned at first.

When he came back to his senses, he also couldn't help but slap his thigh and muttered with annoyance.

"That's right! I was just taking it for granted; after all, Mr. Ye won the Nobel Prize in Literature, and I subconsciously treated him like those old seniors, thinking it would be inconvenient for him to make a big fuss..."

After muttering for a while, meeting Liang Wendao's gaze, a flash of heat clearly crossed Dou Wentao's eyes.

"Let's go, I'll make the call now."

Soon, the two of them obtained Ye Xuan's contact number through someone they knew.

In his nervousness, when Dou Wentao pressed the number, his hand shook and he pressed the wrong digit.

Until the phone opposite transmitted "The number you dialed is an empty number," Dou Wentao rarely slapped his forehead.

"Look at me, I'm too nervous to call my idol!"

Seeing Dou Wentao's useless appearance, Liang Wendao on the side immediately grabbed the phone.

"Look at your silly happy look; I have to step in at the critical moment."

That's what he said, but the moment he took the phone and pressed the button, Liang Wendao also took a deep breath.

Clearly, his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Beep, beep, beep.

As soon as the phone sound came out, Liang Wendao and Dou Wentao held their breath at the same time.

After all, this call directly determined the future of their next season of *Round Table Party*.

It's no wonder the two of them attached such high importance to it.

The short few seconds were as long as a world to the two of them.

"Hello? I am Ye Xuan."

Hearing the familiar voice from the other side, Liang Wendao suppressed his excitement, his voice even trembling slightly.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I am Liang Wendao, the planning director of *Round Table Party*."

Dou Wentao on the side also couldn't help but lean closer, afraid he wouldn't hear his idol's voice clearly.

At this time, Ye Xuan on the other side was still a bit confused when he received the call.

Liang Wendao from *Round Table Party*, what does he want with me?

The next instant, he heard the voice on the other side continue to sound.

"Mr. Ye, *Round Table Party* is about to hold its sixth season; I wonder if we could have the honor of inviting you to be the guest for the first episode..."

Ye Xuan recalled his impression of this program in his mind.

*Round Table Party* is named after the round table, aiming to reflect that everyone is equal at the round table.

Based on the internet, reflecting the world, chatting about everything, sharing multi-dimensional viewpoints, and inspiring infinite thinking.

It is indeed a rare language program.

Just as Ye Xuan was deep in thought, the familiar electronic sound of the system sounded again.

【Congratulations to the host for triggering a new choice; please choose the option you want from the following choices.】

"I wonder what the reward is this time..."

Ye Xuan sighed to himself, and then he heard the system's voice follow closely behind.

【System Choice 1: Agree to the invitation of *Round Table Party*, reward with the literary work *Journey to the West*.】

【System Choice 2: Refuse the invitation of *Round Table Party*, reward with the musical work *In the Name of the Father*.】

Glancing through the two choices, Ye Xuan's attention had already been deeply attracted by Choice 1.

Jay Chou's songs are certainly good, but how can they compare to *Journey to the West*, one of the Four Great Classical Novels that has accompanied the youth of countless people?!

This is the pioneering work of ancient Chinese mythological novels.

It is even more of a childhood memory for countless people in later generations.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan blurted out without hesitation.

"Choice 1!"