He Is Warmer Than Time

The army ran over panting: "Director, the wire was damaged by man."

Director Li waved his hand: "You continue to investigate this matter, and you must find out the culprit for me."

The army wiped his forehead: "Then... was it smashed just now?"

Director Li smiled and said: "Their plan has been ruined, and they should jump their feet again."

When the curtain fell, the candlelight on the stage gradually disappeared, and the theater was completely dark again. Director Li shouted: "Everyone, wait a minute, the staff will light up everyone with flashlights. Don't rush to leave, in case you fall. It’s not good if there is a stampede."

The staff with flashlights immediately scattered to the exits, illuminating the way under their feet for the leaving audience.

Mrs. Fu slowly got up: "Let's go backstage and see the little girl who is in danger."

The guard immediately opened the way in front, walked to Director Li, lowered his voice and said, "Hello, comrade, our wife would like to go backstage to see the actors who performed just now."

Director Li looked up and saw that the lady in front of her was rare in her charm and temperament. The well-informed woman suddenly knew that she was about a big person, and quickly led her to the backstage.

Song Ran poured water frantically in the background, feeling that after the roar, his voice was really going to smoke, and it was a waste of time. It would take at least a week of rest for his voice to return to normal.

When she was drinking water, the door was pushed open, and she saw the familiar figure out of the corner of her eyes, she was a little anxious, choked all of a sudden, and coughed violently.

Quite embarrassed.

After that, will the first impression be bad?

Director Li quickly walked over and patted her on the back: "You child, you are so prestigious on the stage, you can choke on drinking water."

Song Ran quickly handed the water bottle to Director Li, and stared at Mrs. Fu for an instant. Mrs. Fu approached, took the flower in the guard’s hand, and dedicated it to her: "Fan Lihua performed well. I love so much."

Song Ran almost burst into tears after taking the flower. She finally got what she wanted. She looked down at Sayuri in her hand and smiled very sincerely: "Getting the audience's love is my greatest success."

The guard whispered: "Our wife, not an ordinary audience."

Mrs. Fu did not stop him from speaking, and the guard continued: "Our wife is the wife of the commander-in-chief of the General Military Region."

Director Li was so shocked that his chin was about to fall. Isn't the drama of the military, political and cultural troupe enough for this lady to watch? Actually ran to their art troupe to watch a play?

This also shows how wise they decided to play Fan Lihua's drama back then.

She consciously said, "Well, I won't bother you anymore. Let's talk slowly."

After speaking, he went out and closed the door for them.

Song Ran pretended to be surprised: "Huh? Chief...The wife of the commander-in-chief? Hello, it is a blessing for Sansheng to be liked by the wife."

I wonder if this wave of surprise pretends to resemble, um, Song Ran, you should have confidence in your acting skills.

Mrs. Fu looked at the little girl in front of the ghost horse elves. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She liked the young girl who was stable and vigorous and not too mature.

If her daughter had not been abducted back then, she should be the same age as Song Ran, right?

Nineteen, the age of a flower.

She couldn't help but raised her hand and touched Song Ran's face. Song Ran saw endless sadness in her eyes.