Chapter 334

Before beimingmo got out of the car, another black car following them also stopped. Then five people dressed in black suits and sunglasses came down. They quickly cleared out a passage from the door of the car to the theater.

Although the passage has been opened by the bodyguards, the reporters still chased here all the way from the school gate.

When everything is ready, Xinghuo gets out of the car and opens the door on the side of Beiming mo.

Reporters see the door open, the scene is more restless, their camera shutter will be broken.

Beiming Mo got out of the car gracefully, tall and burly. A suit made by a famous Italian hand, with a pair of dark glasses on his cold face, makes him more powerful and powerful.

Behind him, Gu Huan got off the bus. Her long skirt highlights her graceful posture. Although her white face is not whitewashed, it still looks beautiful. Her long dark and bright hair hangs down to her arms. The breeze blows and her hair swings gently, which makes her more beautiful.

Beiming Mo turns back and takes the initiative to reach out and take Gu Huan's Qianqian jade hand and walk slowly to the theater.

This scene immediately blinded many reporters.

Because they still remember the case of seizing the son that made a city full of storms at that time.

The woman beside Beiming Mo is the plaintiff and defendant of the lawsuit!

Good boy! What is this Beiming family doing? The two people who couldn't bear to get out of the same car, holding hands

It's really a pity that the world is changing rapidly. There are no forever friends and no forever enemies.

How can such an explosive news let it slip away in vain? In order to get the headlines, the reporters have tried their best. Try to hold the microphone closer to them. The overwhelming number of problems also came under pressure.

"Mr. Beiming, isn't the lady beside you the one who was involved in the case of seizing the son? If you are here at the same time today, does it mean that you are going to break the ice and get back together? "

"Mr. Beiming, I remember that the engagement ceremony between you and miss Fei Er was suddenly interrupted last time. Recently I heard that you are going to get married. Will the lady next to you be your future bride?"

"Mr. Beiming, I heard that your two young masters are studying in this school, and one of them is the winner of the" bilodis "International Children's painting award of the year. Today, when you attend this activity, will there be a wonderful performance from your young master? "

"Mr. Beiming, do you have any expectations for your first appearance on the stage

One question after another rings in Beiming Mo's ear, which makes him frown slightly and pull Gu Huan into the small theater.

Some people are just like this. It's hard not to make headlines, while others are hard to make headlines.

***

after beimingmo and Gu Huan entered the theater, the "black super" guards at the gate to prevent reporters from leaking in one.

While reporters are "besieging" the master, Xing Huo resolutely escorts Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang into the back door of the small theater and goes directly to the backstage.

Although it's called a small theater, the upper and lower floors can hold 6000 people.

There is melodious light music in the theater, which makes people feel very comfortable.

There are still two minutes to go before the performance starts. There are basically no vacancies in it. Students and their parents are sitting everywhere.

When Beiming Mo takes Gu Huan into the small theater, it immediately quiets down.

Who doesn't know the name of Beiming Mo, but he has always been a dragon. It's hard for ordinary people to see him. Now that they had such a wonderful opportunity, they all looked at the door one after another for his honor.

Gu Huan pulls out her hand. She doesn't like to be too close to Beiming Mo on such an occasion. After all, after tonight, they will go their own way.

"Ha ha, I've heard so much about Beiming. It's like a continuous river. You don't have any place. Look, I have a few more here. You'd better settle down with me."

Gu Huan peeks at him, OK? He's a short fat man dressed like a local tyrant. He leaves his seat with a grin and comes to the aisle to bow to Beiming mo.

She couldn't help frowning and turned her lips in disgust.

Of course, Beiming Mo also disdained to give this kind of people face, still haughty head, continue to move forward.

At this time, the headmaster and Mr. Li managed to squeeze into the theater, panting to catch up with Beiming Mo, and apologized: "Mr. Beiming, I don't know that you will come to our school in your busy schedule today, so I don't have your place. Please forgive me. But just make do with sitting in the first row. This way, please

In fact, the first row was originally prepared for the distinguished guests and school leaders.

Under the leadership of the headmaster, Beiming Mo arrived at the first row of leadership seats, where many officials of relevant departments and important leaders of the school were already sitting.However, as soon as they saw that Beiming ink was coming, they leaned down to give up their seats.

In the end, Beiming Mo is not polite to sit in the position of the headmaster, and Gu Huan is also touched with light, and sits down on the edge seat.

The hospitable principal sat on his right.

At this time, Xing Huo came out from the backstage and saw the master at a glance.

He quickly went to Beiming ink face, whispered to him: "master, the two young masters have been successfully sent to the backstage, please rest assured."

North Ming Mo nodded: "you find a place to sit."

It's true that they all say that they are the top three officials in front of the prime minister. As soon as Beiming Mo speaks, the leaders who have just sat down give up their seats to Xinghuo again.

Xing Huo just waved to them and told them not to move. Then he said to Beiming Mo, "master, I'll stay backstage just in case."

"Well, let's do it." Beimingmo agreed.

At 9 am, the annual art performance of the first noble school in a city officially began.

With the sound of the music getting smaller and smaller, the lights of the whole theater gradually dimmed down, until the whole theater was completely dark and could not see.

The theatre was silent.

***

it's just when the audience don't know why and look around.

Suddenly, there was a thunder, which made many people shiver. Then several white lights flashed across the stage, like lightning under the night sky, illuminating the entire theater.

With the rumble of thunder and lightning, the stage began to fill with white smoke.

Through the smoke, you can vaguely see a person wearing a metallic silver dress and a white mask rising from the center of the stage.

When he stood on the stage, the lightning disappeared and the thunder disappeared.

From the two corners at the top of the stage, the blue light just shines out the outline of the people on the stage.

As the music sounded again, a green beam of light suddenly shot at the man's feet, straight to the top.

He reached out and pressed down the green light.

Then there was another shot from behind him. He quickly turned around and pressed it down again.

With the acceleration of the music rhythm, the performers' actions and the green light become faster and faster.

The green light is obedient, changing its shape in the hands of the performer.

Performers sometimes pull it into a green light wall, and sometimes wrap themselves in four light walls.

Sometimes the green light rotates, sometimes disappears, sometimes becomes two sections, sometimes becomes a golden cudgel. The performer took it in his hand and waved it freely.

It's a perfect match between light and people.

Gu Huan, like the rest of the audience, was fascinated.

The performers seem to take them through time and space and come to another space.

Many people unconsciously dance with the rhythm of the music and the performers.

Such a cool performance is perfect.

With the end of the music, the performers gradually disappeared on the stage.

When he disappeared, the lights of the whole room lit up instantly, and everyone responded with thunderous applause.

And nodded one after another, whispered to the opening program praise.

Gu Huan turned to look at Beiming ink, which was separated by several heads. He leaned on the back of the chair with his legs up, his hands on the armrest naturally, and his expressionless ice face was still driving sunglasses.

Her heart suddenly cold: This is watching the performance, Beiming two goods, do you have to do this? What you know is that you are playing cool. What you don't know is that you can play "Er Quan Ying Yue" by adding an erhu in your arms. This shape can definitely give two cents more to passers-by.

In front of everyone in the leadership seat, there is a beautifully made performance list and a cup of tea. I don't know whether it is Maojian or Longjing.

Gu Huan really can't see the appearance of Beiming two goods. He reaches for the program list and looks over it.

Darling, the program is really not small, the whole double-digit, and the baby's program is in the last two digits, difficult to this is the finale of the legend?

Gu Huan's forehead began to sweat a little, and he looked up at the ongoing performance.

The four little swans on the stage are sliding, bending, kicking, jumping and spinning on tiptoe

Look at the fluency of this movement. I can't do it without a few years.

The programs are really wonderful one after another, one after another.

Recalling yesterday's rehearsal here, Gu Huan sighed.

Yangyang baby, no one can save you except natural and man-made disasters. You'd better take care of yourself.

***

backstage, children's drama actors are all here, some are nervously pacing back and forth with the script, facing the last line.Some are practicing their movements repeatedly to make their performance look more natural.

The sound of music from the stage to the backstage and the warm applause from the backstage at the end of the program make these young actors feel more nervous than ever.

Compared with them, only a few people in the whole play are not flustered.

One is Cheng Cheng, who is sitting on a prop box and playing with a tablet computer, and the other is Yang Yang, the No.1 man in the play.

He kicked his hands in his pants pocket, crossed his feet and leaned on the props box where Cheng was sitting, with a leisurely look.

But he and Cheng Cheng are different, two black eyes are good, God staring at a red button with a cover on the opposite wall.