The dance begins with a fierce battle of gunfire.

The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, the wounded soldiers were struggling in all directions, the ambulances were constantly searching for the wounded everywhere, and once they found the wounded comrades, they immediately rushed over, no matter how close the guns behind her were to herself, the belief in saving people could make her ignore everything in front of her.

Despite the difficulty, she still did not give up, and the seriously wounded warrior did not want to affect her, and he tried to break free, but suddenly fainted to the ground......

A small flower suddenly swayed on the position, and the ambulance ran over with joy and gave it to her dearest comrade......

Yang Zhe is the absolute heroine of this dance drama, and under the spotlight for two hours, she has to complete solo dances, duet dances, and group dances, and there is hardly a moment of respite.

The lights gradually went out, and the applause and cheers in the theater suddenly blew towards the stage like a storm, watching Yang Zhe and the other dancers return to the stage for a curtain call, Ding Zhicheng shouted loudly, "Xunzi, should we send a bouquet of flowers......

He was afraid that Jiang Xun wouldn't hear it, but this Jiang Xun really didn't expect it, "Well, will you send soda?" ”

Ding Zhicheng choked up, I haven't heard that the performance was successful in delivering soda! However, it is definitely too late to buy flowers now.

The night is getting deeper, but there are still people coming and going in front of the National Cultural Palace, Jiang Xun and Ding Zhicheng are straddled on bicycles, and they are really holding sodas.

"Yang Zhe—"

When a group of dancers walked out, Jiang Xun saw Yang Zhe at a glance.

Even in the night, Yang Zhe's temperament is very clean, there seems to be no impurities, clean and transparent, holy.

Yang Zhe also saw Jiang Xun and Ding Zhicheng, so many leading colleagues looked at her, and she immediately twisted.

"Soda." Jiang Xun ran over quickly, and in the night, he said softly, "I'll look for you tomorrow morning......

Well.

Yang Zhe's eyes were like the little flower on the battlefield, which suddenly bloomed.

"Xiao Yang, who is this?" At this time, the leader is in charge of the work of the employees, and they must also worry about the marriage of the employees.

As soon as Yang Zhe arrived at Haizheng, he was targeted by many people, but this kid only said that he was still young and didn't think about it.

Now, everyone has appeared, and everyone is curious, "My two buddies." Yang Zhe looked at the two backs in the night and smiled, how could these two people still be the same as when the video recorder was reversed!

……

Haizheng Art Troupe.

It's Sunday, and it's quiet in the rehearsal hall.

The early morning sunlight slanted into the practice room, casting a scorching spot on the mirror.

In the practice room, there is always the smell of sweat, squatting, mopping the floor, complex control, and leg beating...... Press the leg 220 degrees, kick 100 times, and jump back and forth 10 sets......

Looking at Yang Zhe's straight and slender legs, his stretched arms dancing in the air, and his soft and graceful rotating waist, Jiang Xun silently sunshine together.

Beads of sweat, drilling out of the pores, rolled down the graceful lines of Yang Zhe's snow-white chin and neck, and fell to the floor.

Well, sweat is also fragrant, Jiang Xun finally understood, why did Li say that the sweat of the beauty was fragrant and sweaty......

"Tired?" Jiang Xun diligently handed over the towel, and the fragrance of soap on the towel blended with the smell on Yang Zhe's body, making him want to smell it and smell it.

"Tired, but this is also the moment I enjoy the most every day...... "Sandwiched between the sweaty air and the dizziness of dehydration, it is a kind of steadfastness, peace of mind, and purity.

At this moment, sitting on the floor opposite Yang Zhe, Jiang Xun also felt down-to-earth, at ease, and pure.

"You acted so well last night, you really looked like a medical soldier...... Jiang Xun looked at the mirror, and Yang Zhe in the mirror was also looking at himself.

"Because of me, I can enter into a person's soul ......"

Oh?

Yang Zhe smiled, and Jiang Xun felt that the light spots in the mirror were even brighter.

"The year before last, we were performing in Hong Kong with the Wang Troupe, and I was walking on a pedestrian street when a person in front of me suddenly hit a telephone pole. I wondered, so I stopped.

The man was stunned for a second, then picked up the cane in his hand, leaned to the side gently, and touched the blind man who was just a stone's throw away.

Then a happy smile suddenly bloomed on her face......"

Yang Zhe looked at Jiang Xun, "That smile is charming, because I feel that it is the joy released from the soul body." It was because of such a short distance that she smiled so happily. ”

Soul?

"Yes, from then on, Wang Tuan told me to be a soul dancer." Yang Zhe's breath made Jiang Xun a little intoxicated, "If it weren't for six years, I would have been dancing almost the same way, but I changed the music and clothes, what's the difference?" ”

Jiang Xun suddenly felt that the light spots in the mirror shrouded him.

At this moment, he doesn't want to do anything, he doesn't want to say anything, yes, Yu Yuan is Yu Yuan, Teacher Su Min is Teacher Su Min, Zhou Ping is actually Zhou Ping, you have entered other people's bodies, and you have also entered Zhou Ping's soul, and you don't care what Su Min does, what Su Min does, who is Su Min, so who is it......

From the very beginning, I had distracting thoughts in my heart, I wanted to imitate Teacher Yu Yuan and Su Min, and I wanted to stand on their shoulders and act better than them......

I want to stand on the peak and climb another peak, now, I don't care about anyone, I am Zhou Ping!

Yes, an actor, once he has "distracting thoughts", then how can he create a character wholeheartedly?

I, too, have access to the soul of a character!

"What's wrong with you?"

The girl's breath was fragrant and gentle, and Jiang Xun turned his head slightly, "Yang Zhe, I also want to be a soul drama actor." ”

This made Yang Zhe laugh.

"Then let's ...... together."

Jiang Xun didn't speak, slowly, his hand gently stretched out, and in the mirror, Yang Zhe's hand shrank back like an electric shock.

But Jiang Xun didn't give up, his hand was still searching, he tentatively put his hand on the warm and delicate hand, and slowly held her hand in the palm of his hand.

Yang Zhe didn't dodge, nor did he look, the two just sat quietly, feeling the temperature in each other's hands.

The bright light makes the rehearsal room feel like a gust of air.

Jiang Xun suddenly lay on the floor, he found that his layer of window lattice paper had been broken, and he found the feeling of feeling, which was so down-to-earth, reassuring, and pure......

Yang Zhe also lay down slowly, neither of them spoke, the sun was shining on him, but both of them could hear each other's heartbeat......

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

……

On Monday afternoon, Jiang Xun rode his bicycle and came to the communication room of Renyi early. For nothing else, he is waiting for director Xia Chun here.

"Xunzi, take a sip of tea." The uncle in the communication room likes this child very much, and he has the energy of an artist.

Jiang Xun looked at the teacup,

but he didn't put it up.

"What, I don't think my teacup here is clean?" Uncle quipped.

This young man, who used to go to Renyi, either ate flatbread rolls in the morning, or ate egg scones, came to the communication room, burped, and poured three bowls of tea, what's wrong with today, I don't think the tea is good?

Well, Jiang Xun raised the teacup and looked at the blue lines on the white-background teacup, with a hesitant expression.

"Xunzi, what is this for, acting with me?" Even the master of the Renyi Canteen can also say two sentences of performance, "Director Xia is here, if you want to act, play with him......"

"Mr. Xia."

Jiang Xun really stood up, walked out of the communication room, bowed slightly, and stood under the locust tree.

Mr. Xia......

After the liberation, no one has ever called himself that, Director Xia Chun subconsciously stopped, yo, under the big sun, Jiang Xun was looking at himself with his eyebrows lowered.

This look, like a pure young man who has no experience in the world, makes people can't help but feel good.

Is this what Zhou Ping looks like? Xia Chun smiled.

"Mr. Xia, I'll go to the rehearsal first." Jiang Xun glanced at Xia Chun, bowed lightly and took two steps back, signaling Xia Chun to go first.

Interesting, Mr. Xia......

Xia Chun glanced at him, well, this kid, don't pretend to be a ghost for me here, I'll see it in the rehearsal hall later!