The huge performance auditorium, the tension under the stage, is at the touch of a button; Behind the curtain on stage, the girls were already trembling with fright, and the timid ones were even about to cry.

Liuli looked at Su Man, and at this moment she bet all her hopes and anxieties on the girl who made Marquis Huo Zhirui full of praise.

Su Man slowly opened his eyes, put on his hat, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "Let's report the curtain." ”

"Girls, go!" Liuli, as the coordinator and chief planner of this ballet, hurriedly beckoned the girls to move.

In the audience, a group of people were still holding guns and stalemate!

At this time, the lights dimmed.

A crisp and watery curtain floated in the air: "Time can't erase the youth of youth, and time can't hide the light of dreams; Some people choose to be quiet, and some people choose to move forward with weight.

There is such a group of girls in the mood for flowers, who come to the camp with dreams, compose blood with youth, and write life with blood.

If you ask her, do you regret it?

She will tell you that the answer is only a shallow line - in the mood for love, youth and you, I am not negative. ”

The female voice paused for a moment, and then the curtain of lightning and thunder opened, and the sound of the curtain sounded again: "Please enjoy the large-scale ballet drama "In the Mood for Love" below. ”

Huo Yanting was still standing there like a strong pine, and Lao Hei and the others had already dispersed, not daring to sit down, accompanying Huo Yanting on both sides.

On stage –

Behind the rain curtain, a group of emaciated female soldiers were running to the assembly place in disarray.

"Procrastinating, what a system!" On the stage, a female captain shouted, "You are warriors first, women second." If anyone cries for me again, he will immediately roll up and go home with me! ”

The female warriors trembled......

"Now for the roll call!" The female captain continued to speak in a high-pitched voice, "Gu Fanfan! ”

"Here!"

"Chen Zhimei!"

"Here!"

"Tang Xiaotang!"

"Here!"

“……”

"Here!"

"Su Man!"

When the female warrior shouted this, all the beats seemed to pause!

Huo Yanting raised his head slowly, his eyes swelled with turbulent waves, and he couldn't help but look towards the stage.

The strong rain curtain and water column blocked his vision, and Huo Yanting's cold lips hooked a self-deprecating arc, which was fleeting.

It was a performance on stage, and all the names were made up, where did Su Man come from, where did he come from the Su Man who haunted him.

Huo Yanting glared at Lao Hei angrily, then turned around and walked away.

"Here!" Su Man on the stage responded crisply.

Huo Yanting's raised leg couldn't step out.

It's here!

Quickly fill the sea of blood that has been drained from his body and return it to his heart.

It's coming!

It is the voice he has been looking forward to for 257 days, 6168 hours, 37oo8o minutes, 222o48oo seconds!

Huo Yanting couldn't wait to turn around, and at this moment, the curtain of rain and mist was just lifted on the stage, revealing the true face of the performance lineup.

The scorching gaze had already landed on that inconspicuous position......

His Su Man was there, neither near nor far.

At the beginning, the star soldier named 'Su Mu' was the same, standing in the corner at the end of the team, not far or close.

Rolling down tears, rolling in Huo Yanting's deep eyes, the fist hanging by his side, clenched, let go, clenched and let go countless times......

Lao Hei and the others had already sat down, and Huo Yanting was left standing there alone, so that Su Man could see her captain at a glance!

At this time, the match sneaked up to Huo Yanting's side, touched him gently, and handed over a black item: "Boss, let's shave on the spot." ”