Luo Qinglime was lonely and helpless, her heels were entangled with nail polish, and she couldn't stand up on her own; Others looked at her blood red all over the place, and they didn't dare to come over to help. Seeing this, Xiao Meng sneaked into the rehearsal hall, and soon got out again, ran over and helped Luo Qinglime up, and wrapped a male linen suit around his waist with a male linen suit in his hand.

Xin Huan saw that it was Heyu's coat, so he took a deep breath and looked out the window.

Xin Huan's reaction, Xiao Meng also saw it, pursed her lips, and helped Luo Qingling to walk out, while whispering comfortingly, saying that Oba said, let Miss Luo get in the car first. Otherwise, it would be a shame to stand in the hall.

These were words of comfort, but Luo Qingling only felt how harsh it sounded, but she couldn't come out.

When Xiao Meng helped Luo Qinglime to walk near Xin Huan, she unconsciously and unintentionally amplified the volume: "...... Oba said, "Let me hurry up and buy a few more packs of tampons for you." You have to use a super large and super thick one......"

Xin Huan was caught off guard and almost laughed.

Luo Qinglime roared in a muffled voice: "Little brother, he misunderstood!" Did he also think it was my aunt who came? Nope! ”

Xiao Meng bit her lip in embarrassment: "But everyone else said, I have always heard you say that 'aunt' is long and 'aunt' is short, why isn't it the eldest aunt?" ”

Flutter ...... Xin Huan could only smile unkindly.

Alas......

Da.

At 8 p.m. on August 8, 2008, the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games finally kicked off. Xin Huan jokingly called this the "8888 big ladder".

As a hard-working artist logistics, although it was close at hand, Xin Huan still didn't have the opportunity to go into the infield to watch the opening ceremony, so he could only watch the live broadcast in front of the big-screen TV with a large group of actors, volunteers, security personnel, etc. in the waiting passage.

This is the most "close to the end of the world" live broadcast, you must know that the movement of the scene is transmitted from time to time!

Everyone looked happy, but Xin Huan unconsciously hugged herself nervously. Rao is like this, still trembling vigorously.

It's so strange, it's obviously two groups in close quarters - fighting, how can Ink Tianhua go all the way to tonight without twists and turns, and after successfully finishing makeup, he was taken in by the staff early to wait?

This is absolutely unscientific.

Of course, Ink Tianhua has its own advantages, but Xin Huan knows best that there is still a gap between them and Qinghua and Yue. Then again, there are also Kazuna's constraints...... In the past two months, she has been worried and restless at night, for fear of making a mistake; But on the contrary, the world is peaceful, and there is not even half a drop of water splashed on the clothes of Ink Tianhua?

She didn't want to admit that there was another factor in her nervousness at this time: she hadn't seen the shadow of Qinghua and Moon until now!

Could it be that he, really lost?

The Olympic stage is a dream paradise for every artist, if he really loses, will he be sad?

She can't think about it, the theatrical performance at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games has already begun.

At the beginning of the theatrical performance, a huge picture scroll of 147 meters long and 27 meters wide unfolded in the venue. Between heaven and earth, Danqing flows, ink and ink are haloed, and the rhyme flows!

Xin Huan couldn't help but exclaim: Isn't this "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"! (The Olympics used the ancient famous painting "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which is a fiction of a novel, so a certain Su Qu pen wrote "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", everyone understands it, click!) ）

Accompanied by the ancient famous piano "Ancient Relics", the ink Tianhua appeared in the picture scroll, leading to a song!

Xin Huan covered his face, this time letting tears fill his eyes, and then spilled down his cheeks......

After months of exhaustion, months of gritting teeth and burdens, I finally turned into a butterfly at this moment, and it bloomed with brilliance!

Through her tear-misty vision, she carefully discerned the figures that appeared together in the scroll. But they are not blue and white and moon, but dancers who incarnate pen and ink to paint the scroll.

She couldn't help choking again, and said silently in the depths of her heart: I'm sorry......

After the "Picture Scroll" chapter, the "Text" chapter expands.

The concept of movable type printing, with a huge "and" character in the venue. The small symbols are endlessly changing, encompassing all things, and expressing the oldest humanistic concept of the Chinese: "Harmony is precious." ”

Winter comes and goes, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the wish of "harmony" turns into flowers inside and outside the Great Wall, all over the mountains......

Xin Huan heard the people around him muttering in a low voice: "And ......?" ”

Xin Huan only thought that everyone was talking about the big "and" on TV, but she didn't expect that there was already a person standing silently beside her, her eyes looked at the big screen, but she asked softly in her ear: "Is "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" good?" ”

As soon as he heard this voice, Xin Huan was shocked!

Turning his head to look back, the man who was as warm as jade and elegant as the moon stood with a smile. Dressed in casual clothes, Zhou was dressed without a trace of fat powder on his body, as if he should not be a member of the performance lineup, but just a spectator who stood by and watched!

Xin Huan wiped his eyes vigorously and asked in surprise: "You, why are you dressed up like this?" ”

He turned his head to look at her and smiled naturally: "Why can't you dress like this?" ”

"Aren't you performing?"

He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and his red lips were thin: "...... Elvis has left the building. ”

"Done?" Xin Huan's heart fluctuated: "But your appearance, you haven't changed your clothes or makeup!" ”

He stared, his gaze deepened: "...... You haven't answered my question yet: "Ten Thousand Miles."