Chapter 48:

Tan Lingling again sorted her hair style that she had just burnt yesterday against the glass door in the carriage before getting off the subway. Jiang Luoshan was actually more nervous than her. She loosened her tie a few times and was tied back by her wife.
"You need to wear a formal dress to watch a ballet." Tan Lingling said, straining her husband's neck tightly. "We can't embarrass our son."
In addition to the two of them, Chen and Shen also received invitations. Chen honestly bought a new three-piece suit. Li Zhuo and Miao Huaer rushed to order a cheongsam. Shen Guoliang also held a big The flower basket, being careful along the way, is afraid of being accidentally knocked.
A group of them was quite striking on the subway. Moms and dads also felt that big cities were different. They had to find the subway for half a day. Miao Huaer's mobile phone rang for a while before she picked it up. Qing Lingzi's voice It was terribly anxious over there: "Mom, why haven't you arrived yet?"
Miao Huaer's voice was a little loud, and many people around looked at her sideways: "We just got off the subway, are you here?"
Qing Lingzi: "I've arrived early and I said I'm going together. You don't want to."
Miao Hua'er: "Oh, it's the same, you go first. Moms and dads will come right away."
Tan Lingling saw that she had hung up the phone and asked quickly, "Both Mao Xiu and Shu Bao have arrived?"
Miao Hua'er smiled heartily: "All arrived, all arrived, the seats are particularly good, in the front row."
Tan Lingling was relieved. She glanced at the time and hurriedly pulled Jiang Luoshan out of the subway.
Qing Lingzi wore a white lace pettiskirt and sat a little bit in the first few rows. Dog hair and Shu Bao also put on their suits for the first time in their lives. People, there are many foreign faces, the temperament is not comparable to ordinary people, even Chen Maoxiu is nervous, "I, are we right?"
Shen Shubao was fairly calm. He straightened his back and said solemnly: "Yes, don't be so insignificant, be brave!"
Chen Maoxiu followed his back up: "Did you find the second generation of Lai Song and Bai?"
"No." Shen Shubao held his eyes, his neck didn't move, but his eyes were flexible. "But I saw Song Xinxian's daughter."
Song Xin wore a champagne-colored silk suspender dress, revealing most of her beautiful back, her long wavy hair curled around her shoulders, and saw Chen Qingling waving her hand: "Xiaoqing Lingzi~"
Chen Qingling has been in contact with her for so many years. Honey, who is in a good mood, is oily. The two are holding hands and embracing, which finally eased the awkward atmosphere of some rural trio.
"Fortunately, you're here." Qing Lingzi felt terrified. "We don't know any of them...too sorry."
Song Xin opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and said capriciously: "Who wants to know, Jiang Shen jumped to the second seat, the second leader on this stage, you should sit here and raise your eyes to see what you are doing."
Chen Qingling whispered: "It feels like big people, let alone us, my father, my mother, uncle, aunt and aunt are all under great pressure."
Song Xin knew what they thought, but only appeased patting Chen Qingling's back.
Liu Xingzhi's "first dance" is well-known in the industry. The mainstream media sent reporters to come. When they met one of the best dancers, they took pictures and interviews. Some reporters interviewed the first few rows. Shen Shubao saw that the microphone was a bit dazed and unconscious. Let it go back.
The reporter probably also saw that they did not belong to the circle, Yuanyuan said: "Is Mr. Liu's family and friends?"
Shen Shubao shook his head: "We are Jiang Shen's friends."
"Jiang Shen?" The reporter was surprised, and then turned back to confirm the program list. Then he smiled a little embarrassedly. "It turned out to be Jiang Jixi's friend. Today is Jiang Jixi's first time on such a big stage. As him Are your friends nervous?"
The dog hair scratched his head and smiled sternly: "Actually, okay...he dances so well, we are very proud of him, and we also believe that he will dance particularly well today."
Reporter: "..." His expression was obviously slightly out of control. The senior experience in the dance circle is very strict. Chief Liu's "first dance" hasn't started yet. It was really blind and silly.
There are many people in the theater who are rich or expensive. A glance at the clothes of these relatives and friends, the reporter with some experience will know it. He smiled perfunctoryly and did not take the pretense. He turned to interview others.
The dog hair was a little inexplicable and almost stuttered: "Am I, did I say the wrong thing?"
Shen Shubao frowned. He didn't think Chen Maoxiu was talking nonsense, but the reporter's expression always felt wrong.
"They don't write anything blindly?" Chen Maoxiu's anxious sweat came out. "No, I have to explain it."
Song Xin held him and shook his head: "The darker the darker the darker, everyone will speak according to their skills when they really dance. If so many eyes look at her, she will not dare to write blindly."
Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan rushed to the entrance of the theater and left the show for almost half an hour. Several people did not expect to meet acquaintances at the door. Miao Huaer shouted happily, "Old man!"
The old man who rented the bookstore looked back. He was wearing an old and clean suit, and his beard was shaved. The newly equipped reading glasses were placed on the bridge of his nose. He also wore a beret. The old man laughed when he saw the person coming. Gully: "Are you here?"
Tan Lingling complained: "Deeply gave you the ticket, why don't you tell us? It's inconvenient to come alone on the road?"
The old man waved his hand: "I'm not old enough to move, I can be more fashionable than you." He said, lifting the camera around his neck, "I'll take a picture of our little swan."
As the saying goes, the old man’s camera still can’t compare with the barrels of the
Yaotai Fairies
, but the old man is not embarrassed. He is not ashamed to ask. He followed the
Yaotai Fairies
to occupy their seats and asked which one The angle is beautiful.
"Yaotai Fairies" are all good-tempered and gentle, and asked him: "Whose dance is the grandfather?"
The old man said with pride: "I am the grandfather of Little Swan."
Everyone was almost there. Bai Jinyi and Lai Song were late. Lai Song has been much higher in recent years. Since he retired, his body management has not been as hard as before. There is no need to deliberately gain weight and look like a hill. It's the same, but because the foundation is so good, it can still be said to be broad, tall and tall.
As soon as Bai Jin was pulled by Tan Lingling to sit down next to him, Lai Song looked around, and no matter how annoying he was, he just sat next to Song Xin.
Song Xin hugged his arms, tilted his legs, and looked straight ahead without looking at him.
Lai Song said with a chuckle, and he said in a ruff: "What kind of temper is you playing, Japanese girl."
Song Xin gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Don't call me like that!
"So what do you call you?" Lai Song looked at her and smiled. "Is it sweetheart?"
Song Xin: "..."
To be thicker than the skin, Bai Jinyi does not necessarily compare to Lai Song. He bowed his head and talked with Tan Lingling for a while, and he saw Shen Guoliang handed over the flower basket: "To Shenzi."
Bai Jin took over the hand: "Send it to him after jumping."
Tan Lingling just promised "Okay", and suddenly heard a noise coming from behind. As soon as Bai Jin turned his head, he saw Zhou Luoxiang walking in the inner channel. He was embracing an old man with a childish face, surrounded by a circle of reporters, and a spotlight. It kept flashing.
Song Xin narrowed her eyes and her expressions became serious. She told several people: "Zhou Luoxiang supported the teacher who came to Yi Sanmei, the ballet master, and Liang Liang."
The dog hair stared over there, and his face was not too pretty: "Isn't that the reporter who just interviewed me?"
When Bai Jin listened to what he said, he looked at him and looked at him. He was close, and the questions asked by the reporter clearly entered his ears.
"Chief Liu is your favorite grandson, right?" the reporter asked with a smile.
Mr. Liang nodded, and he was invited by Zhou Luoxiang to sit down in the middle of the seat. He smiled kindly: "Xingzhi's talent is excellent, and people work hard and conscientiously. I really like him."
The reporter then asked, "What do you think of Jiang Shen for today's second seat? Many people say he dances very well."
Old Lao said, "Oh?" It seemed a little unexpected. In fact, he rarely administers the matter of his grandchildren. When Liu Xingzhi won the award, he was a judge. I heard this time, what kind of person is it?"
The reporter apparently did his homework before, and said it was an understatement: "I heard that people who came out of a small place, the family conditions are very ordinary, parents and friends are farmers. Will it be a stage fright when he is on such a big stage."
Lao Liang was sitting right in front of Bai Jinyi. The reporter obviously didn’t shy away. Chen Maoxiu’s hands were shaking, but he didn’t dare to refute it. Tan Lingling and Jiang Luoshan's complexions are not very good-looking. Miao Hua'er would have been scolded by Chen honestly.
Bai Jin squeezed his fist tightly, and he stood up, and just wanted to go down, he heard Zhou Luoxiang a little sneer at the side.
"What time is it?" Zhou Luoxiang's pair of peach blossom eyes are charming and affectionate, coupled with red lips and white teeth, soft and soft, there is a taste that is hard to distinguish between males and females. "Heroes don't ask the source, do you understand?"
It's rare that Mr. Liang sees him as a defender, and the old is not speaking.
The reporter probably didn't expect that Zhou Luoxiang would come out to fight him first, his smile froze for a while, his mouth opened but he didn't know what to return.
Zhou Luoxiang propped up his temple, with a smile-like expression: "When I came to choose people, when did I go out of the way? Why? You also dance?"
reporter:"……"
Zhou Luoxiang glanced at his famous brand and said lightly: "I'm quite familiar with your media. How to write a report should also use your brains."
Jiang Shen was already standing behind the curtain on the stage. The director dispatched him and finally confirmed the fixed position. Directly opposite him, Liu Xingzhi was also ready. Although the two couldn’t see each other, they were inexplicably relieved. Tacit understanding.
Jing Luoyun stood behind Jiang Shen and patted his shoulder gently: "Jump well." She made a lip softly, "Below are the top judges from all over the world, Lausanne, Vienna, Helsinki, these are Your future battlefield."
Jiang Shen nodded vigorously and whispered, "I know."
Outside the curtain, the conductor of the symphony appeared, and he made an inviting gesture. A girl wearing Mongolian clothes boarded the chief, holding a matouqin in her hand.
The thick and desolate piano image flows in the Tianhe water above the clouds. The moment the curtain slowly opened, Jiang Shen and Liu Xingzhi jumped out of the stage at the same time!