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roses and poems

The name of the song and dance drama is "Rose and Poetry", which tells the love story between a poet and a noble young master.

The story itself is full of romance, so the location of each performance of this troupe will be very romantic.

This time, the troupe performed at the Linhai Opera House in Hejiang City.

Fresh pink snow mountain roses are placed on both sides of the carpet outside the opera house. At the end of the carpet is the entrance covered by layers of pink veils. The staff of the troupe are checking the tickets at the entrance.

Yuan'an got out of the car and saw the scene full of flowers in front of him, slightly lost in thought.

A few days ago, he also checked some information about the "Rose and Poetry" musical. He knew that this troupe likes to be romantic, but he didn't expect it to be so romantic. The overall layout is like a wedding scene.

While Yuan An was in a trance, a man and a woman walked past him arm in arm and walked towards the entrance.

The man and the woman behaved intimately, like a young couple in love.

Yuan An gradually came back to his senses, looked around, and found that the people who came to the opera house today were all young men and women.

He looked over one by one, and saw that some people were either obviously very close, or had shy and lingering eyes, obviously in an ambiguous period.

At this time, Qin Sixing had already walked to Yuan An's side, followed his gaze, and smiled softly: "Okay, let's go."

Yuan An was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at the expression on Qin Sixing's face, so he nodded and followed him to the entrance.

After entering the opera house, you can see some stills of "Rose and Poetry", follow the direction guided by the pink snow mountain rose and the stills, and you will arrive at the performance hall of this show.

The back of the auditorium in the performance hall is a huge glass wall, and you can see the blue sea and golden sandy beach.

When the performance started, the thick curtains around the glass walls were drawn to block out the sunlight.

The story of "Rose and Poetry" was born in the West. It tells the story of a poet who lives by writing poems. He woke up in the street after a hangover one day, and saw a noble young master with a face as magnificent as a rose in a daze. It was love at first sight, and it was inseparable from then on.However, there is a gap in identity. The poet knows that there is no possibility between himself and the young master, so he can only express his love and longing for the young master by writing poems.

What the poet doesn't know is that the noble young master has long known of his existence and appreciates his talent for writing poems very much.Later, the poet's poems expressing his affection spread to the noble mansion, and the young master learned the poet's heart from the poems, so he secretly ran out of the house to meet the poet.

The two sang and danced in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the young men and women of the town surrounded themselves with bouquets of roses.It wasn't until it was completely dark that the young master returned home with a lot of satisfaction.From then on, with the help of the servants, the young master was able to sneak out of the house from time to time to meet the poet.Over time, the young master also went from appreciating the poet's talent to deeply falling in love with the poet.

At the end of the story, the earl was also moved by the love between the two, and let go of his grievances about the poet's identity.

The two will be together forever and ever.

Although it is a clichéd story, the highlight of this show is not the story, but the singing and dancing in the play.

The songs written by the troupe are romantic and shocking.When the two protagonists sang and danced at the sunset for the first time, the violin music played in the background with a crisp jump, and when the last two danced, the sound of the violin became lingering again.

The actors in this performance are all foreign musical actors.

The young nobleman was played by a blond young man with dignified temperament. When he appeared on the stage in a white shirt and underpants, some audience members in the auditorium gave a small exclamation.

He has a small frame, and the other actor lifted it up effortlessly.

The costumes of the male actors are not even as gorgeous as some of the supporting dancers, but because of the overall lightness, they dance like graceful elves.

After the show started, the auditorium was in darkness, and Yuan An didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, but began to enjoy the show seriously.

When the two protagonists formally met and danced, and the violin music played in the background, he felt that his hands on his legs were gently covered by a touch of warmth.

Yuan An was startled, and turned his head away.

In the darkness, he couldn't see Qin Sixing's face clearly, he could only vaguely feel that the other party's eyes were still on the stage.

But when the poet on the stage sang poems expressing love, along with the sweet songs, Qin Sixing slowly tightened his hand with the hand that was just covering him.

This……

Yuan An felt the temperature on his face gradually rise, but he didn't withdraw his hand.

He frantically thought about the meaning of Qin Siming's move in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he blushed.

Fortunately, he was in the dim auditorium, so even if he blushed, he would not be seen by others.

The music on the stage ended slowly, but Qin Sixing's hand didn't move away as the music stopped.

On the contrary, in the subsequent performances, he still held Yuan An's hand, from the light grip at the beginning to the interlocking fingers later.

Until the end of the performance, the actors danced the curtain call dance on the stage, and the lights in the auditorium were turned on again.

The palms held by the two have become wet, and it is impossible to tell who is sweating.

The temperature on Yuan An's face had faded, he calmly withdrew his hand, and applauded along with other audience members.

Qin Siming naturally withdrew his hand the moment he let go and applauded.

The audience left the venue one after another, and Yuan An and Qin Siming also got up and walked out of the performance hall.

It was late in the evening, and when we left the performance hall, we could see the golden-red sunset touching the sea.

The surface of the sea is also dyed with layers of dazzling gold powder.

After leaving the opera house, Qin Siming stopped, "I have to run some errands later, you go to the place where Uncle Yang parked first, okay?"

Yuan An nodded, "Do you want me and Uncle Yang to wait for you for a while?"

"No need," Qin Sixing rubbed his hair with a smile, "you go first."

"it is good."

Yuan An responded, watching Qin Siming disappear around the corner in a hasty but elegant manner, and then slowly walked towards the place where Uncle Yang parked.

Before walking a few steps, Uncle Yang called Yuan An, saying that he had driven the car out of the parking lot, and asked Yuan An to go to the southeast to find him.

Yuan An was not puzzled, and after hanging up the phone, he walked towards the southeast.

There is a street in the southeast, with the desert on one side of the street railing and the seaside town on the other.

When Yuan An was on the road, he saw the staff of the troupe walking in the same direction as him.

Maybe it's time to call it a day and prepare to leave.

Yuan An retracted his gaze.

The sun sank further and further, the sky gradually darkened, and the last trace of golden red disappeared from the sea.

Yuan An was almost at the place where he had made an appointment with Uncle Yang.

At this time, he found that there were no pedestrians or extra vehicles on the street, and it was very quiet.

When they got to the place, Yuan An didn't see the car or Uncle Yang either.

Instead, in that spot stands a floral wall filled with pink Diana roses.

On both sides of the flower wall, clusters of pink roses are also piled up.

Yuan An was surprised for a while, took out his mobile phone in doubt, and wanted to call Uncle Yang.

Before he could make the call, the street lights on the side of the street suddenly turned on, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Yuan An turned his head and saw the staff of the troupe standing there.

Directly in front of the crowd was Qin Sixing, who was holding a bouquet of pink roses and said to go to work just now.