He Is Warmer Than Time

It was the night of New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye. All actors were busy in the background, and all the associate directors also walked through it, saying that tonight, there are many big people, from the military system, and from the political system. They are all big people. And live performances are all live broadcast, so there must be no mistakes.

Some experienced old actors didn't feel much, and some of the little actors who were on this stage for the first time all gave a sigh of relief.

Song Ran...well, she is not nervous, she is secretly looking forward to it, maybe her brother Jia Jingxing will come to see it too.

After thinking about it, he laughed at himself again, how could it be possible to come? With so many high-ranking officials in the military system, it is impossible for him to come.

She and Mu Mian's show is a drama program, arranged in the middle and later stages, Song Ran waited boredly in the backstage for the deputy director to notify them to come on stage.

Mu Mian was very nervous, she glanced at Song Ran: "Song Ran, aren't you nervous at all?"

Song Ran took it for granted: "We have lined up this show hundreds of times, and the lines are so well-developed, why should I be nervous?"

Mu Mian was stunned for a moment. Yes, they lined up hundreds of times. Why is she still nervous?

With just such a simple sentence, Mu Mian's nervousness has been greatly relieved, and she smiled: "It's good if we perform normally."

Song Ran also laughed: "Well, play normally."

When they came to the stage, Song Ran walked from the long backstage passage to the bright place, where all the art workers aspire to. She was able to set foot on this stage so soon.

She has her career plan and it is very clear. When she makes another film that can win an award, she will retreat behind the scenes. Therefore, this Spring Festival Gala may be her first and last time. .

Therefore, at such an important moment, she still hopes that Gu Jingxing can witness it on the spot.

Obviously, she was wishful thinking.

There are round tables in the first row of the stage, and all the important leaders are sitting around the table. Tang Ji’an is sitting at the round table a little bit to the left of the first row, and his friend Chu Yanchuan is sitting on his right. Chu Yanchuan has a faint expression. : "Unexpectedly, you have to join in this kind of excitement. You don't always dismiss the performance of the military, political, cultural and industrial troupe. I heard that the level of performance is not worse than here."

Tang Ji'an smiled: "How can the military, political, cultural and industrial troupe compare with the Spring Festival Gala, the Spring Festival Gala brings together the highest-level performances from all over the country, you don't understand."

Chu Yanchuan whispered, "Well, I don't understand, I think you have a fancy one of these actresses."

Tang Ji'an stretched out his hand and pushed the gold glasses: "Nonsense, let's watch the show."

The string music on the stage was inscribed, the instrumental music was romantic and moving, and the narrator read: "One is the wonderful flower of Langyuan, the other is the flawless jade..."

Immediately afterwards, Jia Baoyu, who looked like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival and looked like a flower of spring dawn, appeared on the stage. Her sings were round and tall, and she had the unique guiling style of the noble son that was difficult for a man to interpret.

She and Mu Mian cooperated very well, with continuous affection and detachment, which perfectly deduce the kind of heart-pounding feeling of a young couple who is in the beginning of love but is restrained by the world.

There was applause underneath, and Tang Ji'an followed along and applauded. While applauding, he said to Chu Yanchuan: "This is the best Jia Baoyu I have ever seen."

Chu Yanchuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Jia Baoyu? Not Lin Daiyu?"

Tang Ji'an smiled: "Well, Jia Baoyu is not bad, so fierce, he is really suitable for acting as a man."

Chu Yanchuan knew it, "So how are you?"

Song Ran's eyes patrolled the auditorium, and the man was sitting stiffly in a military uniform.

He is coming...He is coming.