() As the lights dimmed, the curtain opened, and the evening performance officially began. However, the first act of the performance made the "Reverse Cross" boys not very energetic. Yes, who wants to watch Prince

He was wandering around with his mother and his attendants. Moreover, the ballet is very different from the movies or Broadway musicals that the boys are familiar with. It has no lines at all, and all the plots depend on

music and body language

There are direct dialogues in the movie, and singing in the musical, but in the ballet, there is no language. So the boys only saw a few people turning around on the stage. What on earth was going on?

But they couldn't understand anything at all. So some people were so bored that they dozed off. So Ron had to ask someone to remind them: pay attention to your image, don't let the Russians think of you as a country bumpkin who doesn't understand art.

Of course, the Russians noticed the performance of the people in the audience, especially the Americans sitting in the front row. But they are used to this situation now. Of course, not all Americans do not understand art.

They are country bumpkins, but Americans’ taste for art is obviously different from that of old Europe. Ballet, something that is too ivory tower, is far less popular in the United States than it was in the Soviet Union.

And in general, the American soldiers were quite polite. At least they didn't eat popcorn while watching the movie like they did when watching a movie.

In a dull moment, the first act ended, and the pilots began to chirp and chat, looking forward to the beginning of the second act, in which the heroine and other swans would appear.

…

Following the familiar music, four little swans are dancing on the stage. The first one on the left is Nadya, then Natasha, and then...well, that girl, and the name of the girl behind.

Ron can't remember clearly.

While dancing gracefully, Nadya scanned the audience below with her eyes. This is what ballet dancers must do: communicate with the audience through their eyes. Suddenly, she found a familiar figure in the audience in the front row.

Nadya smiled there, so that her dance movements were affected and slowed down by half a beat. She quickly lowered her eyes and caught up with the rhythm of her companions.

"Sir Ron, did you see that beautiful woman smiling at me?" Banger, who was sitting next to Ron, patted Ron, "Well, her movements were a little slow. She must be fascinated by me.

.After the end of the second act, there is a long break? How about we take advantage of this time to arrive... Look, that beauty smiled at me again." Banger quickly stretched out his right hand and gently said to Nadya

Shake it.

As the dance steps changed, Nadya jumped to the edge of the stage again. After taking a break, she looked towards where Ron was doing. While spinning, she saw Ron sitting there, smiling at her.

.So when the next rotation turned this way, she also smiled sweetly at Ron, and then she saw someone beside Ron waving to her...

"Nadia, pay attention!" Natasha's voice came to her ears.

Nadya was taken aback, quickly gathered her thoughts, and started dancing seriously.

…

The intermission in the second act is relatively long, and the audience can take the opportunity to move around. Ron also left his seat and prepared to go backstage to have a look - since everyone has recognized him, it is natural to go and say hello.

Yes.

The backstage is now very busy, some people are busy changing clothes, and some people are busy changing the scenery. Most of these people have been on the same plane as Ron, so they all recognize him. So the busy people start from

Everyone said hello to him when he passed by.

"Hi, General Ron, hello!"

"Hi, General, see you again!"

"Please let me... Oh, it's you, General! I'm sorry, I'm still busy, I have to put this thing..."

"General, you are here to see Nadya. Nadya is changing clothes. She will be ready in a moment." A voice came from behind. Ron turned his head and saw Natasha, who was wearing a swan dance costume, smiling at him.

At this time, the door of the small dressing room next to it suddenly opened. Nadya leaned out half of her body and waved to Ron with a smile on her face: "Ron, did you come to see me? I'll be fine soon."

Then she stuck out her tongue, then immediately retracted it, and the door to the dressing room was closed.

After a while, the door of the dressing room opened gently, and Nadya, who was wearing a swan dance costume, poked her head out from inside, looked around, and saw many people looking at her. She lowered her head slightly,

But her neck was slightly red. She paused for a moment, and then walked over.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Nadya said.

"Not long," said Ron.

"But do you know, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Last time on the plane, you said..." Nadya raised her mouth slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"Nadya, hurry up, it's your turn soon!" someone shouted.

"I'll be here right away!" Nadya turned around and responded, then turned to Ron and said, "I'm going over there. I'm very happy that you can come see me..."

"Nadia, hurry up!"

"Coming, coming!" Nadya turned around again and responded, "I really have to go." She smiled at Ron, turned around and ran over there. After running for two steps, she

He turned back and smiled at Ron, "Let's chat after the show!" Then he jumped away like a little spotted deer.

…

When Ron returned to his seat, the third act had already started for a while, but Bong and several other pilots' seats were still empty.

"Where have they gone?" Ron asked a pilot next to him softly.

"Sir, they went to buy roses. Just now, Banger and a few perverts went backstage and were blocked by others. But these guys didn't give up. They heard that when the show ends, all the actors will come out to take a bow.

, so I planned to buy a lot of roses so that I could go up and give them flowers."

Just as he was talking, he saw Banger and the other two pilots coming in carrying two large bags of roses each. From the looks of it, they might have bought up all the roses in all the nearby flower shops.

"Sir Ron, you are so mean." Banger put two large bags of roses at his feet and sat down. Seeing Ron already sitting next to him, he said to Ron, "A

Someone sneaked into the backstage and didn't let us in... Also, those managers are really shameless, why did they let you in but not us!"

"I know the people in this ballet company," Ron replied, "I flew with them on the same plane from Russia to the United States."

"Oh my god, sir, you actually had such an affair. You flew with such a large group of beauties. Well, let me calculate, you must have been flying together for several days? Do you have any romantic stories? Tell us.

Listen!"

"Bang Ge, don't rush to dig a**. You should lament for yourself first!" Another pilot interrupted, "You were bragging just now that a beautiful woman was ogling you. I can confirm now that you

You’re being pretentious—she must be ogling Chief Ron!”

"Oh, sir, this is not true? This is too cruel." Banger put on an exaggerated expression of pain. But this sadness was immediately shattered by his follow-up sentence: "Boss, that

What's your name? How does it taste?... Oh my god, boss, haven't you tasted it yet?"

As he spoke, he carefully observed Ron's face. "It seems that it's probably true. Boss, I sympathize with you! After a while, boss, go up with the flowers and ask her out for a dance.

Then if you add something a little more cheesy and add one or two small gifts, you are guaranteed to get her directly. Women like these vanity things the most."

"Okay, don't talk too much! Pay attention to the occasion, pay attention to the image, don't let the Russians think of us as country bumpkins who don't understand art like you!"

…

"You came on stage just now to lay flowers, did you make a mistake?" Strolling on the tree-lined avenue with the evening breeze, Nadya took Ron's arm and walked slowly, "Logically, you are the officer leading the team.

, you should be the one to give flowers to the heroine."

"Is that your Soviet rule?" Ron said, "Our rule here is that anyone can give flowers to whomever they want. I think your performance is the best, so I will give you flowers."

"It's an obvious lie, or your artistic appreciation is very poor." Nadya raised her little face and looked at Ron, "I don't get dizzy after being praised for a few words? You want to

You know, the heroine of our group is Ulanova. She is the most outstanding actress since the beginning of ballet. Look how well she performed the two roles of White Swan and Black Swan. I can barely play White Swan.

Swan, but I can't find the feeling of black swan at all." Nadya frowned slightly, and her little nose shrugged.

Ron couldn't help but stretched out his hand and scratched Nadya's little nose: "What are you thinking, you are already very good. When Ulanova was your age, she was probably not as good as you."

"Who said that? When Teacher Ulanova was 16 years old, she was already much better than I am now. You haven't seen "Death of the Swan" danced by Teacher Ulanova. It was so elegant. I

If I could be a third like this, I would..." Nadya's eyes were filled with little stars.

"Then you should learn from her." Ron smiled, "I'm optimistic about you, your talent is very good. As for Black Swan, you can ask her for some tips."
Chapter completed!