In the huge performance hall, the audience was tense and about to touch; the girls were already scared and trembling after the curtains on the stage, and the timids were almost crying.

Liuli looked at Su Man and bet on all her hopes and uneasiness at this moment on the girl who made Marquis Huo Zhirui praise him endlessly.

Su Man slowly opened her eyes, put on her hat, took a deep breath, and said Qingqian: "Let's report the news."

"Girls, get up!" Liuli, as the coordinator and chief planner of this ballet drama, hurriedly called on the girls to move.

Off the stage, a group of people were still holding guns and stalemate!

At this time, the lights dim.

A crisp, watery sound of the newspaper came from the sky: "Time cannot erase the youthful years, and time cannot cover up the light of dreams; some choose to be peaceful and some choose to move forward with a burden.

There is a group of girls who come to the battle camp with their dreams, compose their passion with their youth and their lives with their passion.

If you ask her, do you regret it?

She will tell you that the answer is only a shallow line of words - in my life, youth and you, I will not let you down."

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

Huo Yanting was still standing there like a pine tree, while Lao Hei and others had already dispersed and dared not sit down, and were accompanying Huo Yanting on both sides.

On stage—

Behind the rain curtain, a group of thin female soldiers were running towards the gathering place in a mess.

"How can you be so kind!" On the stage, a female captain shouted, "You are first soldiers, followed by women. If anyone crys for me, immediately roll the bedding with me and go home!"

The female warriors shivered...

"Now start calling the name!" The female captain continued to speak loudly, "Gu Fanfan!"

"arrive!"

"Chen Zhimei!"

"arrive!"

"Tang Xiaotang!"

"arrive!"

“…”

"arrive!"

"Su Man!"

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

Huo Yanting slowly raised his head, his eyes surging in shock, and he couldn't help but look at the stage.

The strong rain curtain blocked his sight, and Huo Yanting's cold lips curled up a self-deprecating curve, which was fleeting.

It was a performance on stage, and all the names of people were fabricated. Where did Su Man come from? Where did Su Man who made him dream of?

Huo Yanting glared at Lao Hei in anger, then turned around and left.

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

Huo Yanting raised his legs and couldn't step out.

One sound arrives!

Quickly fill the blood that had been drained from his body.

This sound is here!

It was the sound he had been looking forward to for 257 days, 6168 hours, 37oo8o minutes, and 222o48oo seconds!

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

The long legs of the scorching eyes had already fallen in that inconspicuous position...

His Su Man is there, neither near nor far.

At the beginning, the star soldier named "Su Mu" was also like this, standing in the corner of the team, neither far nor near.

The tears rolled down in Huo Yanting's deep eyes, and the fist hanging beside him clenched tightly countless times, letting go, clenched tightly and letting go...

Lao Hei and others had already settled down, leaving Huo Yanting alone standing there in the audience so that Su Man could see her captain at a glance!
Chapter completed!