May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Men are passionate and worship heroes. Xu Qigang's performance is a well-deserved hero in their hearts. Even the feeling of jealousy is saved. Now it is not only ordinary soldiers who admire him, even Su Huai'an and Shen Jianguo, Haishen is also worshipped.

Especially Haishen, he heard Shen Jianguo describe the situation in the Soviet Union many times. I always felt that it would be a pity if I couldn't fight with the living Hades last time in my life. If there is a chance in the future, he must fight for it. But looking at the current situation, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for Xu Qing'angang to perform the task himself in the future. Even if Shen Feihu agrees and Meng Xingzhi agrees, Chief One, Two and Three may not agree.

Xu Qigang nodded and greeted everyone he knew with a flat expression, as if he had only seen it yesterday, instead of just returning from a mission.

From being suspended to performing his duties, Xu Qigang disappeared for almost two months. Now he has become thinner and thinner, his facial features are as profound as sculptures, and the outlines are exceptionally coordinated when viewed from the side. He has been watching and listening to all directions, and he looks calm but he is not calm inside. He has been staring at the stage, longing in his heart, clamoring for his little wife to appear soon.

Xu Qigang's chest was filled with crazy thoughts, and God knows how much he misses Xiao Ning. I can't wait to rub her into his body, his mind is full of her smiles, he doesn't know how well she was during his absence. Is anyone bullying her, is she wronged!

******

On the stage, the curtain opened. The curling smoke was like dreams and illusions. A layer of blue tulle made the figure of the girl sitting in front of the piano hazy. Suddenly, the music sounded, and the beautiful song gradually brought the audience into the beautiful world of fantasy.

The fantasy impromptu is Chopin's posthumous work. It was not published during his lifetime. It was discovered in the music scores after his death, and it was widely praised by the world. It is extremely difficult to perform, and the content is profound and full of fantasy. It is the piece that can best examine the level of the performer. Liu Yilan chose to play it because Chopin is the pianist she admires most.

The audience was mesmerized, Sheng Ning listened with his eyes closed in the background. I feel comfortable physically and mentally, and my soul is trembling with beauty and happiness.

"Shengning, your gauze idea is really good!" Qiubai walked to Shengning and asked curiously: "How did you think of it?"

Sheng Ning opened her eyes, her brilliant eyes were still hazy after the rest. She blinked, looked in the direction of the stage, and said mischievously: "Teacher Qiubai, if you keep looking, you will know that my idea will be better. "

Qiu Bai heard her words contain deep meaning. But she didn't ask, but chose to look forward to it.

The calmest person in the audience was Bai Olan. She stared at the light veil on the stage, and the more she looked, she was calm. The more I look, the more I feel I should do something. When everyone sees her ugly face, who else will appreciate her music?

She couldn't wait to see the disgusting eyes of everyone and the embarrassed appearance of the thirty-nine division.

Bai Olan ghostly moved to the edge of the stage, and the rope tied to the tulle was here. She stepped on it with a thin, high heel, and twisted it. The rope is loose.

The tulle on the stage suddenly floated. This sudden change made the audience immediately awake and made everyone nervously watching the slowly falling tulle.

People in the background also discovered this change through the gaps in the curtain. The hearts of everyone, including Yang Wenying, hung tightly, and countless eyes were staring at Liu Yilan. Bai Oulan pretended to be nonchalant, but in fact he was looking at the stage with great joy.