At this time, the music suddenly speeds up, Xiyan takes over gongmoyi and speeds up the dance steps.

He takes her to rotate, guides her every step, two people body collision, eye contact, exciting.

The audience below looked straight up, some even sweating.

On the stage, Gong Mo Yi Bao hip skirt under the skirt fly up, the crystal above reflects beautiful light and shadow, she smiles at Xi Yancheng, each other's eyes are not staggered.

Until the last note is settled and the dance is over, the applause is thunderous.

They didn't return to their seats immediately because they had a piano ensemble.

When Gong Mo Yi walks to backstage, her cheek is red, she really jumps hot.

It was not until a staff member handed her water that she found herself holding hands with Xi Yancheng.

Miyamoi reaction, quickly took the water, cover up the general drink two.

Then there were a few more shows until their piano ensemble.

They didn't have time to change their clothes. They were just the same. When they came out, the applause rang out again.

Gong Mo Yi thought, she originally wanted to keep a low profile, but it seems that this time it is not easy to keep a low profile. I am afraid that she will be famous in the army.

Under the light, she and Xi Yancheng sat together and began to play the piano music they had practiced many times.

At this moment, she looked at his flexible fingers, looked at the visible scars above, and were still lamenting how his hands could be so versatile.

As a result, after they left the stage together after their performance, Xi Yancheng asked Gong Moyi, "little Moyi, how do I think you like my hands more than I do?"

Palace Mo Yi one Leng, immediately hum a voice: "I like your hand, do not like you!"

Xi Yancheng laughed and walked with her to the seat. The voice was very low: "well, my hand belongs to you. It's me."

After the two of the several programs are back, so they sat in their own side of the area.

A few soldier egg son a face worship, erect thumb: "Cheng elder brother, small Yi, you are very fierce!"

Xi Yancheng pressed the man's head: "don't drop the chain after a short sketch performance!"

"I see. I'll fight to death!" The man said with a smile.

After the sketch, Gong Moyi plays the role of military sister-in-law, and Xi Yancheng plays a platoon leader in the front line. The picture was once moving. Maybe I didn't feel it during rehearsal, but now it's connected, Gong Moyi is really a bit disappointed.

After the chorus, when she and Xi Yancheng stepped on the stage again, there was a cheering voice below.

Because the atmosphere has been warm, so the leaders will no longer care about some soldiers' forgetfulness at the moment.

It's a rare opportunity for everyone to relax together. It's also a real national carnival.

Miyamoi is the first time to listen to Xi Yancheng sing.

His voice was similar to that of his usual speech, or even lower. Although he didn't have much skill, he was particularly addicted.

It was a delicate feeling, which reminded her of the way he played leaf music on the mound at that time. Although it was not the best one, she liked it inexplicably.

Her voice is soft, the high part of the ethereal, and his bass together, there is no sense of disobedience.

On the stage, he always looked at her from time to time, even several times, almost pulling her hand.

When they finished singing, there were flowers from the literary troupe.

Gong Mo Yi see, there is a female soldier long very beautiful, holding a bunch of flowers, straight to the West Yan chengmian send.

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