In May, at eight o'clock in the evening, Gu Jingxing was sitting in the car stunned. When he looked up, song Ran's smile turned into crescent moon like eyes and appeared in front of him.

He will be more stunned, his small ran, such a beautiful smile, there will be many people like her in the future.

Song ran stretched out his hand to open the door and got into it. He was very excited: "how did you come here? Did you go in to see my performance? Why didn't you tell me? "

Gu Jingxing regained consciousness, is his small ran choice of the road, then, no matter how difficult this road for him, he will, should support her unconditionally.

He then showed a smile, reached out and fondly touched her head: "well, secretly came to see you on the stage."

Song ran drilled into his arms and looked up at him: "deputy commander Gu, what do you think of my performance?"

Gu Jingxing hugs her and tells Du Dapeng to drive quickly. People are coming and going here. He doesn't want to be seen by others.

Du Dapeng stepped down the gas pedal and the car left slowly.

He touched song Ran's face and said sincerely, "well done, especially good."

On the stage, his little ran became more dazzling, and everyone's eyes could not be moved away from her. He thought that everyone in the theater should have the same idea as him.

Song ran was very happy: "after watching, why didn't you go to the backstage to look for me?"

"It's not suitable for a soldier to stop his voice in the background

Song ran retreated a little and looked him up and down: "you don't wear a military uniform today. You're wearing a white shirt. If you don't say it, others don't know you're a soldier."

Gu Jingxing smile: "always be cautious about what you say and do."

Song ran believed his words and sighed: "well, the honor of the army is more important, but You look good in your white shirt

Like a clean and thorough youth in the memory, pure white and flawless, people can't help being attracted by him.

Gu Jingxing looked down and said, "is it good-looking? I'll wear whatever I want. "

Song ran gently stroked his finger along the row of buttons on his shirt: "it's good-looking, especially good-looking. If you need to wear casual clothes in the future, remember to wear white shirts, eh?"

Gu Jingxing bowed his head and laughed: "do you like my white shirt very much?"

Song ran nodded solemnly: "like, especially like."

"Well, then when I don't wear military uniform, I'll wear a white shirt."

In another car driving on the road, song Xuan glances at Yang Haitao, who is driving beside her. With a slight Tut, Yang Haitao feels numb and dare not turn to look at her.

Song Xuan squinted at him: "when is it your turn to decide my business? Who asked you to withdraw the invitation from the head of the literary and Art Troupe for me without asking my opinion? "

Just now, at the gate of the arts and crafts troupe, song Xuan didn't say anything about the invitation of the leader of the cultural industry troupe. Yang Haitao jumped in front of him and said, "sorry, song Xuan is not interested in acting. Thank you for your kind invitation. She won't come."

Then he pulled song Xuan into the car in a hurry.

Yang Haitao, of course, is afraid that song Xuan will enter the literary and Art Troupe. He is different from Gu Jingxing. The younger sister of the Song family is so devoted to deputy head Gu that Gu Jingxing can let song ranjin into the performing arts circle and watch song ran become a great success.

But Yang Haitao can't. he couldn't fix song Xuan. If song Xuan became famous, he would have no chance.

Therefore, he impulsively refused the invitation from the Art Troupe for song Xuan.