Fu Haozhe is a very special person. Not only is he good-looking, he also has an aura that cannot be ignored. He has a fatal attraction to all women.

All the female comrades in the art troupe liked him, but unfortunately he didn't like any of them. When they found out that he had a girlfriend, they were all happy for him, and no one envied or hated Dr. Chen.

It's just that we haven't received a response from him for a long time, and everyone has become disappointed and numb.

I only liked him secretly in my heart and didn't dare to confess it in front of him, for fear of being rejected miserably.

She is an example.

When she heard that he had a girlfriend, she didn't feel as angry or unwilling as she had imagined. Instead, she felt completely relieved. Finally, she didn't have to worry about him anymore. He was already taken, so there was no point in worrying about him.

She will definitely perform well tonight, which is the wish of all the female comrades in the cultural troupe. After this New Year's Day, Fu Haozhe will become a married man, and they will say goodbye to him at the party tonight.

Whether he could see it or not, they were mentally prepared. He would not attend the Spring Festival Gala during the Chinese New Year, as he was going back to Kyoto. He had been absent for three consecutive years, and the sisters knew his habit.

At next year’s New Year’s Day parade, perhaps there will be a new military wife sitting next to him.

That was his wife, the love of his life.

She was happy for him and felt fortunate for him that he finally had someone by his side and was no longer alone.

Comrades discussed privately that Fu Tuan had never married and had never been interested in women. Was he hurt by love? Or was he only interested in men?

After careful observation, they felt that it was impossible and that he had no such hobbies.

After hearing that he had a girlfriend, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had to worry about him or feel sorry for themselves.

Freed.

Finally freed.

Fu Haozhe didn't want to attend the New Year's Day performance. He was the head of the group and couldn't be absent. He found his seat and sat down, greeting the people around him.

Seeing him coming, Yan Ru's heart, which had been in the air, calmed down.

It was good that he was here. As long as she tried her best and danced with all her heart, she would be able to make him keep his eyes on her.

During this period, she has been practicing this dance hard, overcoming various difficulties, and even making great adjustments to her facial expressions, striving to be perfect and attract Fu Haozhe's attention.

It started with a speech by the leader, followed by a chorus, a men's chorus, a women's chorus, and then personal performances, such as erhu solo, flute solo, accordion solo, etc.

After the musical instrument performances, the singing and dancing performances began.

The singing performances include three-person chorus, male and female chorus, tenor solo, baritone solo, soprano solo and mezzo-soprano solo.

There are also four-person group dances, male solo dances, and female solo dances in the dance category.

Her performance came after the four-person group dance, followed by a male solo dance.

She spent the whole night observing Fu Haozhe and found that he didn't pay much attention to the performance on the stage. He was basically talking to the people around him. Her uncle Liu Sijin also came over, and the few of them had a very interesting chat.

The announcer announced her program. Yan Ru changed into her performance clothes, walked onto the stage confidently, bowed to the audience, and received thunderous applause.

She was dancing a folk dance. Wearing gorgeous folk costumes, she jumped and spun lightly in the center of the stage like a blooming flower. Every movement was full of rhythm and emotion.

This was a move she had practiced countless times before she could do it, with a slight smile on her face.

Her eyes are sometimes tender as water, sometimes passionate as fire, perfectly interpreting the stories and emotions contained in the dance.

It took her a long time to figure out this expression, and just because Zhang Feifei said she couldn't dance, she held her breath and vowed to show the essence of this dance.

The stage lights shone on her, giving her a dreamy glow. The audience's eyes were deeply attracted to her, and applause and praises rang out one after another.

Her vanity was greatly satisfied. Tonight would be the highlight of her life. She would definitely dance well to attract Fu Haozhe's attention.

Behind this brilliant light, there was a subtle uneasiness in her heart.

From time to time, she would secretly glance at the side of the stage, where the person she was thinking about was sitting.

How I wish that, at my most shining moment, I could capture his focused and appreciative gaze.

Unfortunately, when she mustered up the courage to look secretly again, she found that Fu Haozhe's eyes were not on her, but he was still talking to the person next to him, with his head lowered, his eyes looking at her thighs.

He finally raised his head, but wandered aimlessly around other corners of the venue, as if he didn't care at all about her carefully prepared performance.

This discovery was like a bucket of cold water poured over Yan Ru's head, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

The dance movements began to become stiff, and the originally smooth dance steps also became slightly disordered due to distraction.

He really didn't care about her at all, and wouldn't even spare her a glance.

Didn't he see that I was dancing desperately just to get a glance from him?

If she were distracted, a difficult jump would be coming. She forced herself to concentrate and tried to ignore the loss and sadness in her heart, but the turmoil in her heart had seriously disturbed her sense of balance.

Following the beat of the music, she leaped up with all her might, but she lost her usual lightness and stability in the air, and her body fell heavily to the ground in an unnatural posture.

"Bang!"

Feeling a sharp pain in his leg, Yan Ru lost his support, fell to the ground, and landed on the stage.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

After a moment, everyone realized what had happened.

The music on the stage suddenly stopped and there were exclamations from the audience.

"It's over. Something happened to the dancer."

"What happened? How could something go wrong when he was dancing so well? Comrade Yan Ru is too careless."

"Hurry up and carry it down! Should the show continue?"

Liu Sijin, who was in the audience, walked to the stage worriedly with an ugly face. Yan Ru's fall had completely shattered his face. Just now he was telling Fu Haozhe how persistent, hardworking and serious Yan Ru was about dancing.

result......

Now, he has lost both his face and dignity.

In Yan Ru's eyes, besides pain, there was more sadness at the unintentional glance at Fu Haozhe.

He didn't care about her at all. Even when she fell to the ground, he just glanced at her casually and turned his head to talk to others.

What if Chen Chuchu fell? Would he still remain indifferent?

Is she the only one in his heart and no one else?

Medical staff quickly came on stage, carried her off the stage and sent her for treatment.

Yan Ru knew in her heart that because of Fu Haozhe's ruthlessness, her career as a dancer had come to an end.

She will never dance again. No one is worth her practicing hard and showing off.

She danced only for Fu Haozhe. Since he didn't watch, why should she dance?