Chapter 737

In the second row of spectators, the guard whispered, "madam, let's go first. There's no light here. I'm afraid in case of any accident."

Mrs. Fu raised her hand: "well Don't worry. Since we're here, we're going to finish watching the show. "

"But How to perform when the electricity is out? After listening to the audience behind me, it seems that they are going to leave. Let's... "

"Are you in a hurry?"

The guard's heart is a thump, he is too presumptuous, hastily answer a way: "no No

"Well, keep going."

She wanted to know how the little girl would deal with this sudden change, with a vague expectation.

Director Li sat on the edge of the first row. Suddenly, he felt like a thunderbolt. What's going on? What's going on?

She quickly pushed aside the Army: "hurry to see, what's going on, good how the power failure."

The army rushed out.

Director Li quietly ran to the side of the stage. At this time, when the background of the midfield changed, she lowered her voice and called song ran. Song Ran Ran Ran to the stage in the dark and asked, "why is there no electricity?"

"I don't know. I'm looking into it. If you keep playing, I'll send people backstage to get candles. I have less than 20 minutes left. How can I hold on?"

Song Ran is in a dilemma: "but the microphone is silent. How can I play it?"

"Speak louder and play at the top of your voice. There's a lot of blood boiling in the back. It's just a roar, you know?"

Song ran suddenly had a strong feeling and said in a deep voice, "I know."

Next to the stage sat the string music performing team. The curtain was opened, and several dim yellow candles were flickering up and down. Song Ran's heart was horizontal. Let's play it. Let's go on.

The sound of Erhu looked desolate and solemn. She roared: "today, there are thousands of soldiers killed and injured. If I don't avenge the soldiers, how can they sleep in peace?"

Her voice was penetrating, serious and dignified, which gradually calmed the crowd.

One side of the soldiers bleak voice sounded: "general, can't fight hard, our soldiers, only less than a thousand people."

Fan Lihua's voice was firm: "if you only want to die in the battlefield for your country, why do you have to go back in a suit of clothes? Soldiers, come with me, rush..."

Song ran felt that her voice was almost destroyed by the roaring words. In the theater of more than 1000 people, the people in the last row could clearly hear her lines, and all of them were affected by her solemn and stirring atmosphere.

At this time, it is not so important whether there are headlights on the stage. On the contrary, a few candlelight more profoundly exaggerates the sense of desolation and solemn and stirring feeling of being outnumbered.

People who had come to the door turned back.

Director Li turned his head and saw that almost no one left. He was relieved.

Mrs. Fu's lips slowly revealed some angles, and she said: today, this bunch of flowers, not for nothing, can finally be offered out.

On the stage, song ran, with a faint candle light and her own voice, insisted on holding the last twenty minutes down until the last line was read out. No, it should be roaring out. She finally breathed a sigh of relief

After a long period of applause, song ran bowed deeply to thank the audience for not abandoning her at that moment and being able to bear to watch her perform.

She song ran, how can he de?

Director Li also applauded excitedly. It was not easy, it was not easy. If the last 20 minutes collapsed, it would have a great impact on the reputation of the literary and engineering troupe.

Song ran once again played an extraordinary role.