The troupe is a humble musical theatre company, the Kingdee Musical Theatre Company, a name that many people have not even heard of.

is such a troupe's Weibo, even Mu Jinbai paid attention to it, and even forwarded the troupe's only Weibo.

A group of netizens watched and ate melons, and when they saw the relevant stills, they were shocked.

Looking at the production team again, the whole network is crazy.

Director: Shen Li.

Soundtrack: Forbidden City Orchestra.

Music Director: Mu Jinbai.

Costume Creative: QD Studio.

Makeup: Lin Dongcheng Studio.

……

Producer: Jun Qing.

Except for the screenwriter Mu Jinyan, who is a little-known newcomer, the production team takes out any item and is a well-known character.

[The first performance was on the National Center for the Performing Arts, and the production team was full of big names, what is the origin of this troupe]

[Don't care what the origin is, it's just two words anyway - Niu B]

[Boo, Mu Shen is showing off his VIP tickets, I really want to watch it with Mu Shen]

[Don't think about it, the tickets have long been sold out, and the last row of scalper tickets has been fried to five figures]

【Hype】

[The soundtrack of the Forbidden City Symphony Orchestra, a concert costs thousands, just listening to the music is worth the ticket price!] 】

……

There are those who are surprised, there are those who despise, and there are those who are curious......

No matter what everyone thinks, in short, on the night of the National Day, the performance of "Running to the Moon" at the National Center for the Performing Arts officially kicked off.

That night, Jun Qing rushed to the backstage in advance and personally cheered for He Siyun and others.

There was not much time, Mu Jinbai and Leng Mingzhe rushed backstage together.

After a few words of chatting, Jun turned his face to look at the dressing room and raised his chin lightly.

"Leng Mo is there!"

Leng Mingzhe turned his face, and sure enough, he saw Leng Mo facing the mirror, sorting out the tuxedo he was wearing on stage.

He stepped over and helped him straighten the collar of his shirt.

Just arrived at school and was busy with his studies, Leng Mo only rushed back this morning, because he had to rehearse with the orchestra in a hurry, and he hadn't returned home to see his father yet.

Looking at my father from the mirror and watching him seriously pinch the collar of his shirt, my heart was also moved.

Turning, he reached out and hugged his father's shoulder.

"Thank you, Dad!"

Feeling his son's rare affection, Leng Mingzhe was stunned, and noticed Mu Yichen and others who were not far away, and he pushed his son away embarrassedly.

"What do big men hug, I haven't been abroad for a few days, but I have learned these things." Seeing that his son seemed a little unhappy, for fear that the other party would misunderstand, he coughed lightly again, "Dad...... No...... I mean...... It's nice to hug once in a while. ”

Coldly bent the corners of his lips.

When was the last time he hugged his son, Leng Mingzhe couldn't remember it.

Now, the son in front of him is no longer that small, he is just a child who can be picked up with one arm, he has really grown up, and he is taller than himself.

Stretched out his hands and held Leng Mo's arms, Leng Mingzhe slowly stretched out his arms and hugged his son's shoulders.

"Daddy...... I miss you a lot. ”

"I miss you too."

Seeing a few people not far away, Leng Mingzhe withdrew his hand.

"Okay, let's prepare, many people in the audience are industry insiders this time, come on!"

"Don't worry!" Leng Mo smiled confidently, "I won't embarrass you." ”

Leng Mingzhe nodded solemnly, seeing that he was leaving, he reached out and grabbed his son's arm.

Leng Mo turned his face: "Dad? ”

"That ......" Leng Mingzhe lowered his eyelashes, "Dad...... Proud of you. ”

The cold eyes are obviously a little brighter.

Seeing his son's reaction, Leng Mingzhe's heart was also painful.