In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and all the actors were busy backstage, and the assistant directors were also walking through it, instructing that there were many big people tonight, the military system, the political system, all big people, and the live performances were all broadcast live, so there must be no mistakes.

Some experienced veteran actors didn't feel anything, and some of the young actors who were on this stage for the first time all breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ran...... Well, she's not nervous, she's just secretly looking forward to it, maybe her brother Jingxing will come to see it.

After thinking about it, he laughed at himself again, how could he come, there are so many high-ranking officials in the military system, why can't it be his turn.

She and Mu Mian's program is an opera program, which is arranged in the middle and late stages, and Song Ran is bored backstage waiting for the assistant director to notify them to go on stage.

Mu Mian was very nervous, she glanced at Song Ran: "Song Ran, aren't you nervous at all?"

Song Ran said as a matter of course: "We have lined up this show hundreds of times, and the lines are ripe, why should I be nervous?"

Mu Mian was stunned for a moment, yes, they lined up hundreds of times, why was she still nervous?

Just such a simple sentence greatly relieved Mu Mian's nervousness, and she smiled: "It's good that we play normally." ”

Song Ran also smiled: "Well, play normally." ”

When they took the stage, Song Ran walked from the long backstage passage to the bright place, which was the place that all those working in the art industry yearn for, and she could set foot on this stage so quickly.

She has her career plan, and it is very clear, when she makes another movie that can win awards, she will have to retreat into the background, so this Spring Festival Gala may be her first and last time.

Therefore, at such an important moment, she still hopes that Gu Jingxing can witness it on the spot.

Obviously, she was a bit delusional.

The first row of the audience is a round table, and the people sitting around the table are all important leaders, Tang Ji'an is sitting at the round table a little to the left of the first row, and his friend Chu Yanchuan is sitting on his right hand, Chu Yanchuan said lightly: "I didn't expect that you would have to make up for this kind of excitement, you have never been disdainful of the performance of the Military and Political Art Troupe, I heard that the performance level is not worse than here." ”

Tang Ji'an smiled: "How can the military, political and art troupe be compared with the Spring Festival Gala, the Spring Festival Gala brings together the highest level of performances from all over the country, you don't understand." ”

Chu Yanchuan sighed lightly: "Well, I don't understand, I think you have a crush on which actress among them." ”

Tang Ji'an stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-wire glasses: "Nonsense, let's watch the show." ”

The string music on the stage is incredible, the instrumental music is romantic and moving, and the narrator reads: "One is Langyuan wonderful, and the other is beautiful jade and flawless ......"

Immediately afterwards, Jia Baoyu, whose face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival and whose color is like the flower of spring dawn, appears, her singing is mellow, her body is straight, and she has the unique noble style of a noble son that is difficult for men to deduce.

She and Mu Mian cooperate very well, the affection is lingering, and they are like separation, which well interprets the heart-pounding feeling of a young couple who are just beginning to fall in love but are constrained by the world.

There was applause below, and Tang Ji'an also applauded along, and said to Chu Yanchuan while applauding: "This is the best Jia Baoyu I have ever seen." ”

Chu Yanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Jia Baoyu, not Lin Daiyu?"

Tang Ji'an smiled: "Well, Jia Baoyu is good, very strong, really suitable for playing a man." ”

Chu Yanchuan understood: "So you are good?"

Song Ran's eyes wandered around the audience, and the man was wearing a military uniform, sitting upright, and he was impressively present.

He's coming...... He's coming.

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