The troupe is an inconspicuous musical troupe - Kingdee Musical Theater, which many people have never even heard of.

It was just like this kind of troupe's Weibo, which even followed Mu Jinbai and even forwarded the troupe's only troupe.

A group of netizens watched and ate the melons. When they saw the relevant stills, they were shocked.

Looking at the production team again, the whole network went crazy.

Director: Chen Li.

Soundtrack: Forbidden City Orchestra.

Music Director: Mu Jinbai.

Clothing creativity: qd studio.

Makeup: Lin Dongcheng Studio.

...

Producer: Jun Qing.

Except for the screenwriter Mu Jinyan who is an unknown newcomer, any one of the production team is a well-known figure.

[I went to the National Grand Theater for the first time for the performance. The production team is full of big names. What is the origin of this troupe?]

【Don’t worry about the origin, it’s just two words anyway - Niu b】

【可我可, ticket, I really want to watch it with Mu Shen】

[Don't think about it, the tickets have been sold out long ago, and the scalpers' tickets were finally sold to five digits]

【Hype】

[The music of the Forbidden City Symphony Orchestra is worth thousands of dollars in a concert, and just listening to music is worth the ticket price!]

...

There are some surprises, some despise, and some curious...

No matter what everyone thinks, in short, on the night of National Day, the performance of "Running the Moon" at the National Grand Theater officially kicked off.

That night, Jun Qing rushed to the backstage in advance and cheered He Siyun and others on his own.

It was not too late, and Mu Jinbai and Leng Mingzhe rushed to the backstage together.

After chatting for a few words, Jun Qing turned his face and looked at a dressing room, raising his chin gently.

"Leng Mo is there!"

Leng Mingzhe turned his face and saw Leng Mo facing the mirror, tidying up the tuxedo he wore on the stage.

He walked over and helped him tidy up his shirt collar.

He just arrived at school and was busy with his studies. Leng Mo only came back this morning because he was rushing to rehearse with the band, so he had not yet returned home to see his father.

Looking at his father from the mirror and watching him pinch his shirt collar seriously, he felt moved.

Turning around, he reached out to hug his father's shoulder.

"Thank you dad!"

Feeling the intimacy of his son, Leng Mingzhe was stunned. He noticed Mu Yichen and others who were looking at him from a distance. He embarrassedly pushed his son away.

"What kind of hug a big man? I have been going abroad for a few days and learned all these things." Seeing that his son seemed a little unhappy, afraid that the other party would misunderstand, he coughed softly again, "Dad... not... I mean... it's good to hug occasionally."

Leng Mo curls the corners of the lips.

Leng Mingzhe can no longer remember when the last time he hugged his son.

Now, the son in front of him is no longer the little one. He can pick up the child with just one arm. He has really grown up and is taller than himself.

After stretching out his hands and holding Leng Mo's arms, Leng Mingzhe slowly stretched over his arms and hugged his son's shoulders.

"Dad... miss you very much."

"I miss you, too."

Seeing a few people not far away, Leng Mingzhe took his hand back.

"Okay, get ready. This time, many of the people in the audience are industry insiders, come on!"

"Don't worry!" Leng Mo smiled confidently, "I will definitely not embarrass you."

Leng Mingzhezheng focused his head and saw that he was about to leave. He reached out to hold his son's arm.

Leng Mo turned his face: "Dad?"

"That..." Leng Mingzhe lowered his eyelashes, "Dad... is proud of you."

Leng Mo's eyes lit up a little.

Seeing his son's reaction, Leng Mingzhe's heart also hurt.
Chapter completed!