"Young master, let's not go inside, it's going to start in a while." The nanny whispered to persuade Xu Weirong, who was going to the backstage, and wanted to reach out to pull but was afraid that he would react more violently, so he could only follow step by step.

Xu Weirong would listen to her words, rushing in one by one, avoiding the crowd and walking in, suddenly he stopped, looking at the person standing in the aisle doing a simple stretch, standing straight in a snow-white gauze skirt, every movement was as soft and elegant as her mother's description, he stood there motionless, only felt so beautiful and beautiful. It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful actor, just like a photo of his mother's youth.

As soon as Gu Beibei turned around, she saw a thin little boy standing behind her, looking at her curiously with a pair of big eyes, and a nervous and restrained young woman standing behind her, also staring at her blankly; Bei Bei felt that those big eyes were very clear, smiled at him, and continued his movements.

Xu Weirong saw that Bei Bei noticed him, lowered his head shyly, and looked up at her from time to time and did not approach.

"Vera is ready to take the stage." Fei Bo shouted loudly, looked at the little boy standing behind, and said angrily: "Whose child is this, why did you run backstage, isn't it a troublemaker?" ”

Bei Bei saw that the little boy was trembling, and knew that he was frightened by Fei Bo's loud voice, and said, "Maybe I came to see it out of curiosity." Then he looked up and said to the nanny behind him: "The backstage is busy and will inevitably bump into each other, don't go inside, take him forward." ”

With that, she turned and walked in the direction of the stage.

Xu Weirong wanted to follow, but Fei Bo's assistant stopped him. I could only watch Bei Bei leave. He broke free angrily and ran back, thinking that since she was going on stage, it would be the same if she went to the stage to watch it herself.

Liu Huiwen saw Xu Weirong enter the box with an unhappy face, sat in his place, thought that he was still unhappy because of the previous incident, and said with a smile: "Rongrong, some small emotions are better hidden, just like that, it will not only be embarrassing, but there are also bad rumors about you." ”

Xu Weirong glared at the nanny standing behind him, warned him not to tell him, and pouted and complained: "Why do you meet such a person every time." Sick of it. ”

Liu Huiwen touched his head lovingly: "Don't come out with me today." Do you want to be at home with your aunt and cousin? ”

"I don't want to play with my aunt's sisters, they're the worst. Mom, can I play with my brother? Xu Weirong asked what was in his heart and looked at his stunned mother. Then his eyes darkened: "Forget it." He didn't like me. Since my brother came back. Grandma doesn't hurt me that much anymore. ”

Liu Huiwen looked at her itchy and unhappy son, frowned, and hugged him into her arms distressedly: "It's okay." As long as Mom and Dad love you, it's fine. If your brother doesn't like it, don't move forward, you can go out and play with your classmates in the future, and your mother won't restrain you. ”

"Really? So can I invite them to eat KFC and McDonald's? Xu Weirong looked at Liu Huiwen expectantly, all his classmates had eaten, but he had never eaten.

Liu Huiwen looked at his immature face, felt as if he was restricting him too much, and nodded his nose with a smile: "Yes, but mother must be present." ”

"Oh yes, Mommy is the best." Xu Weining happily kissed her face, and looked happy for a while.

The life of the Xu family is actually not as easy as outsiders think, Xu Ming certainly has the ability, but the family really does not make people worry-free; Especially with two uneasy sisters-in-law, who come to the door to fight the autumn breeze twice in three days, and the old lady is a soft-hearted and foolish, and the three of them often squeeze her together.

If it weren't for Xu Ming always standing on her side, and she had Xiaorong, maybe she wouldn't have been able to hold on for a long time. Sometimes in the dead of night, she lies alone on the big bed and wonders if her decision was wrong. But since the facts have been revealed, what can we do, we can only live like this day by day.

The soothing orchestral music sounded, the lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and Liu Huiwen stopped her cranky thoughts and stared at the center of the stage seriously.

In the dark curtain, the spotlight hits a slender back, like a white swan shaking its wings sadly, standing on tiptoe and slowly moving out of the field, wandering on the lake, the cello plays a melancholy melody, and the harp speaks.

Beibei's feet fluttered and glided, her hands white and slender, her movements as soft as flowing water, and her spinning from gentle to intense, bringing everyone into her sad situation. The White Swan is mortally wounded and will pass away, but she longs to regain her wings and take to the skies. She flapped her wings slightly, struggled to stand on her tiptoes, and tried again and again to fly away from the lake.

Life was calling her to fight against death, and she finally miraculously spread her wings and spun and fly, and the brilliance of life flashed again. But due to exhaustion, the white swan slowly bent to the ground, gradually closed her eyes, and a tremor swept through her body like lightning.

Finally, she trembled with all her might, raising one of her wings, pointing far away to the sky, showing her desire for life. Then Bei Bei hung down cleanly, slowly closed her eyes and died silently.

With the dark chasing light, pop pop, the audience resounded with roaring applause, which could not be stopped for a long time.

Her performance seems to break through the shackles of the audience's fixed thinking, giving people fresh feelings and inspiration. She does not exaggerate the "swan's" anxiety and despair about death, but focuses on the "swan's" desire and love for life, and composes a love song of life with her extraordinary expressive arms.

Beibei's slender, delicate, slightly melancholy demeanor is perfect for the poignant performance of "Swan" on the verge of thinking; Her performance actually proves that dance is not simply an art that is pleasing to the eye, but an art that enters the soul through the eyes.

Bei Bei quietly exited the stage behind the curtain, lying directly on the empty floor backstage, slowly calming down her rapid breathing, listening to the endless applause in front of the stage, and the non-stop encore. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it seemed that his attempt had been successful.

The endless applause at the front desk affected the next performance, Zhang Ming smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "It seems that your cameo is very successful, the audience likes and applause represents everything, we should come forward to take a curtain call." ”

Bei Bei took advantage of the strength to get up from the stage and said with a smile: "Thank you Teacher Zhang for building the stage for me." ”

Zhang Ming smiled: "As long as you don't think this stage is small, you are welcome to come at any time." Zhang Ming threw an olive branch by the way, although she knew that it was unlikely that Bei Bei would come back, she still wanted to try.

The stage lights were bright, and Bei Bei came to the stage with a smile, made a few continuous spins, slid back with one foot gracefully, and bowed his head along his hand to express his gratitude. Her beauty under the light is so unreal, like a person who came out of a dream.

Her appearance touched everyone's hearts, and the reaction was different. Suddenly, the man under the stage stood up, applauded excitedly, and said loudly: "My daughter, she is my Gu Xiangnan's daughter." Babe, Daddy is so proud of you. ”

The audience in the hall stood up and applauded.

Bei Bei was surprised by Gu Xiangnan's unprecedented behavior, smiled and sent a kiss in his direction, smiled again to thank everyone, and then left the stage gracefully. (To be continued.) )

PS: When I got home from work at nine o'clock, the fast code word almost couldn't catch up with the release, so dangerous. It won't be like this next week, and you don't have to work overtime when you go to work normally.