On the first day of the performance, thousands of people gathered in the August 1 auditorium, and from the opening, the loud PLA military song resounded throughout the auditorium.

An Ge listened to the majestic singing voice in the background, thinking that in just four months, her life has changed so dramatically, from being bullied and pitiful to standing alone on the stage, playing the indomitable girl, fighting for her fate.

In the coconut grove village, the wind is gusting, and in the gloomy cell, Wu Qinghua, who can't be killed, is trying to break free from the iron chains tied to his body, his clothes are ragged, and his body is covered with bruises.

But between her appearance and her face, her dark and bright eyes contained stubborn and unyielding strength, the corners of her tightly pursed mouth revealed perseverance and bravery, and her flexible body contained extreme strength.

Ning Jiashu sat in the front row, his temples jumping suddenly, and he only felt that his mouth was dry.

In the middle of the night, there are fragmentary scenes in the dream, as if the movie picture is intermittently in front of me.

The innocent Ange, the delicate Ange...... Ange of disappointment, anthem of anguish...... The images that confused him were superimposed, but they couldn't be strung together...... His heart was clenched by an invisible hand.

His eyes darkened a little, blending into the darkness.

……

Wu Qinghua, who ran away if he couldn't die, was caught by the fourth child and was fighting to the death.

In the sound of the leather whip, Wu Qinghua fell to the ground and was whipped to death by Nan Batian and Jiading.

Ning Jiashu's eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were slightly heavy, and a trace of unbearable pain passed through his chest.

Liu Qingyang, who was beside him, stabbed him, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, I didn't expect this little girl to play really well, that little look is really powerful......

Ning Jiashu didn't look at him, and said in a rough voice: "Shut up." ”

His voice was not as lazy and stable as usual, and even Shen Wei, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

The stage lights were turned on, and Hong Changqing took people to the coconut grove in disguise and found Wu Qinghua unconscious in the heavy rain.

Wu Qinghua confided in Hong Changqing about his suffering and his yearning for a new life.

On the stage, An Ge's "kicking the purple gold crown upside down, exploring the sea and turning over" is powerful and strong, and the momentum is highlighted, which expresses the indomitable spirit of breaking through the darkness and yearning for the dawn very well.

Jiang Feng's Hong Changqing is chic and free, heroic and handsome.

An Ge was dancing a pas de deux with Jiang Feng, and it could be seen that the two of them cooperated tacitly, their movements were skillful, and every move and style had been carefully rehearsed, especially in the eyes of the two people looking at each other, Ning Jiashu saw worship, trust and indescribable feelings from An Ge's shining eyes.

Ning Jiashu's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were tightened.

……

The performance ended with a long applause from the audience.

On the stage, the performers took a curtain call, and the leaders of the military region took the stage to shake hands cordially.

Ning Jiashu got up and walked through the crowd towards the door of the theater without saying a word.

Liu Qingyang and Shen Wei were stunned, glanced at each other, and kept up with him: "Jiashu, Jiashu, didn't you say that you were going to go backstage to find Jiang Feng, buddy even ordered flowers for you." ”

Liu Qingyang helplessly held up the large bouquet of flowers.

The crowd that walked past him looked at him with curious eyes, and an acquaintance came over and slapped him: "Qingyang, who are you going to give such a beautiful flower to?"

Liu Qingyang shook his shoulders: "Dude's affairs want you to talk nonsense, don't you see that we are all busy?"

He looked at Ning Jiashu's striding meteor's back, and hurriedly chased after him: "Xiao Wu, you said a word, why did you just throw your hands and leave." Didn't you say we'd go backstage together?"

Ning Jiashu ignored him, walked straight out of the auditorium, stood on the steps, looked down at the crowd surging under the steps, and took a deep breath.

He didn't know why he was emotionally unstable just after watching a show.

And it was also a revolutionary model play, a model play that he had watched countless times in the past few years.

An Ge played a woman full of class hatred, without the delicate beauty of a woman at all, how could it stir up the restless emotions in his heart.

He didn't want to go backstage, he didn't want to see her.

His mind was full of Wu Qinghua's eyes of trust, worship and attachment when he looked at Hong Changqing.

When did she look at herself with such eyes?

She looked at herself with eyes that were always guarded, guarded, and drew a line, as if she was a big bad wolf who ate people.

He sighed weakly and hurried out of the theater.

……

At the door of the backstage, Jiang Feng saw at a glance that Liu Qingyang was tall and awkwardly holding a large bouquet of flowers and squeezed over from the congratulatory crowd.

He stretched his neck and looked behind Liu Qingyang, there was no one else except Shen Wei.

"Come, come, congratulations on the success of the performance, you Hong Changqing is handsome to a new height, worthy of the first actor in our military region. Liu Qingyang quipped, and stuffed the big bouquet of flowers into Jiang Feng's arms.

Jiang Feng reluctantly held the bouquet of flowers and asked, "What about Ning Jiashu, didn't he give him a ticket?" Didn't he come to see ......?"

Liu Qingyang sighed: "I'm here, I've watched it, but I don't know why I left as soon as the performance ended." ”

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood.

Sure enough, men are more jealous than women.

I only heard Liu Qingyang sigh again: "I find that I don't understand Xiao Wu more and more now, this face is faster than turning a book, I was still happily watching the performance, but I didn't think that something was wrong with him at the beginning, that face ...... Huh. ”

Jiang Feng sneered: "It's not that I can see too deeply into the play, I feel uncomfortable watching Wu Qinghua being beaten all over my body." ”

Shen Wei nodded: "I think there is such a possibility, hey, you didn't see that when Wu Qinghua was whipped by Nan Batian, I saw that his expression was about to rush up and kill people...... You don't think he's going to be able to, we've seen this dance countless times when we were kids. At that time, there were eight model plays, and I watched them every day, and this was the way I acted, and he also played Nanbatian back then......"

"Wouldn't it?" Jiang Feng and Liu Qingyang shouted at the same time.

"Hey, Qingyang, you forgot, when we were in elementary school, Xiao Wu was the most naughty, others wanted to play Hong Changqing, he had to play Nan Batian, saying that he could beat people casually with a cane, and he also stole his grandmother's crutches out and beat people everywhere in school, and broke people's heads...... The teachers in their class hated him to death, and when they went home to complain, Uncle Ning beat him violently. ”

Shen Wei said and compared the action of beating people, which caused Jiang Feng and Liu Qingyang to laugh.

Liu Qingyang patted his head: "By the way, I remembered as soon as you said it...... It is estimated that he remembered his atrocities when he was a child and went home to repent. ”

Jiang Feng also smiled, glanced at the curtain backstage, and said, "Actually, Ning Jiashu is cold and soft-hearted, don't look at the appearance as hard as a stone." ”