Sister Sun was assigned by Yan Luo to tie up the hair and makeup for the children who were going to perform. Yan Luo completed the makeup for Cangzhu and others alone. No matter how quickly Yan Luo moved, by the time she finished applying makeup for several people, the party would be over.

It started.

Principal Li's emphasis on this party was beyond Yan Luo's expectation. As night fell, the stage for the party had been set up, complete with microphones, speakers and lights.

Although it is not large in scale, it is still stylish.

The villagers in the audience also arrived one after another, sitting on the benches specially arranged for them, whispering to each other with interest, and looking forward to the performance they were waiting for.

"Aunt Zhao, does your Yan Niu'er also want to perform on stage?"

"Oh, don't mention it. I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep. I didn't eat breakfast or lunch today. I said I couldn't put on my skirt after eating. Don't you think this is a big deal?"

"The same goes for our Fenniu. This damn kid is going to make me so angry one day!"

"I heard that Ronaldinho is going to perform a show today, so I came over quickly!" Aunt Wang smiled from ear to ear, "I really like this kid, he is sweet and patient, he is pretty, and he is willing to listen to us.

These aunts speak much better than my two worthless sons!"

"I heard from my Yan Niu'er that every class in their school puts on several performances, either singing or dancing. Maybe Ronaldinho does the same!"

"That little mouth is sweet, and she has long hands and legs. She can't sing or dance!" Aunt Zhou has become Yan Luo's blindfold. If Yan Luo goes up to scratch his head like a gorilla, she can also boast with her eyes closed.

She dances gracefully.

"Hey, hey - look, it's begun."

Walking onto the stage was a girl in a beautiful little skirt and a little boy in a suit and tie.

They walked onto the stage from the left and right sides of the stage, and their loud and uniform voices spread throughout the village through the microphone: "Dear audience - Good evening, everyone!"

The audience burst into applause.

"It is a joy to have friends come from far away. Every encounter or reunion is a fate cultivated. Among the 224 countries and regions in the world, in China's 9.6 million square kilometers of land, 14 of the country's

Among hundreds of millions of people, we can meet each other in the warm spring, where the flowers are blooming and the fruits are fragrant. Isn't it a kind of fate?"

As soon as I heard that this word was written by the old principal, there was a rustle in the audience and a small whisper of conversation.

"What are you talking about? You don't understand?"

"What did you say? I can't hear-"

"I said! I don't understand -"

"What? You can't hear me either?"

"..."

The children on the stage impassionedly recited the elegant speech written by the principal, and the villagers in the audience looked confused.

"Now, let's invite the first program, a song performance by the second grade - "Hear Me Say Thank You"!"

Finally, the lengthy opening speech was finished, and the first program officially began. Yan Luo and others also quietly sneaked behind the villagers to observe secretly.

The children were wearing golden dance costumes rented by the principal. The girls' hair was neatly braided and their faces were covered with stage makeup. They were careful not to purse or lick their lips for fear of swiping the lipstick on their lips.

Lose.

"Give you a little heart - give you a flower - you are in my life - too much touching..."

"Listen to me and say thank you - because of you - the four seasons are warmed - thank you - because of you - the world is more beautiful..."

Yan Luo was speechless, glanced at the camera next to him that was recording, and sighed, "Children are so miserable nowadays, even the dark history is in high definition."

Yan Wang had a stinky face and wore an inappropriately sized wig on his head, hanging down to cover his eyes. The window to his soul was forcibly closed by Yan Luo, so he had to lift the "door curtain" in front of his eyes to watch the performance.

He said quietly, "Yes, it's not like that Tianzhu girl who does it every year... Uh-huh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Luo forcibly covered his mouth.

"Wangwang, are you tired? You've all started talking nonsense." Yan Luo bit his back molars and forced out a "friendly" smile.

The dead memory suddenly attacked her. If she knew that her kindergarten performance of "Tianzhu Girls" would be watched as the annual Spring Festival Gala and the background music played on the TV when relatives came to her house to chat on the first day of the new year, she would definitely not

meeting--

No evidence will be left!

It seems that this brother should not stay for a long time.

"Ho! Ha! Who is sending you to me~ It's the round bright moon~" Rong Tangchu stood on tiptoes, swished close to her ear, and launched a demonic whisper attack on her

.

Yan Luo released his hand covering Yan Wang who remained silent, wiped the saliva he accidentally got on his clothes, and gave Rong Tangchu a slap in the eye, "Give me another 'hoha' try."

try?"

"If you don't say it, don't say it! You stingy!" Rong Tangchu pouted and pretended to zip up his mouth.

"Ah Shariva - Ah Shariva - Ah Shariva - Ho! Ha! Ho! Ha! Ho! Ha!"

The silent Yan Wang suddenly spoke, his childish voice was teasing. He was very happy at this moment, and he was even more satisfied when he saw Yan Luo's expression as if he had eaten a fly. He arched his eyebrows and opened his mouth with a smile, like millet.

The teeth are white and neat, revealing the shallow fangs.

Like a clever and quirky little devil, not a young and mature little adult.

He rarely smiles so brightly, even if it's Yan Luo, and more often he just smiles with the corners of his mouth raised.

Seeing his brother smiling so happily, Yan Luo lost all his anger. He just ruffled his hair helplessly and commented: "This wig doesn't feel as good as your hair."

Cang Zhu's eyes widened, and he looked at his fourth uncle, who had lost his character and gradually melted away. He was already dumbfounded. He said blankly——

"Fourth uncle, you are so naughty."

Yan Wang:……

The next second, he changed back to his expressionless expression, with his hands in his pockets, as if he wasn't the one who suddenly got excited about himself a second ago.

Cang Zhu refused to give up. She knelt down and shook the corner of his clothes, "Sing it again! Just once!"

"..."

"Didn't you sing very well just now?"

"..."

"That's the one just now, ho! Ha! Ho! Ha!"

"..."

Yan Wang was determined to pretend to be dead and put down the hand holding the wig. The wig once again covered his eyes and closed the window to his soul.

He also closed the chat window between him and Cang Zhu.

Cang Zhu saw that he was indifferent, so she changed her focus to the photographer, "Did you take the photo just now?"

The photographer didn't say anything and just gave him a thumbs up silently.

Cang Zhu: "Ha!"

He wants to cut out the paragraph just now and play it on a loop every day on the TV in his living room!

Yan Wang:……

Yan Luo even made a few disgraceful mocking sounds, and leaned over and said with ill intentions, "Ah - Shaliwa - roar! Ha!"

Yan Wang covered his ears and pretended to be dead.

[Hahahahaha, my brother originally wanted Xiaozhu’s commune to die, but he didn’t expect his own commune to die!!]

[Ahhhh, so cute, so cute!! My brother is so cute when he smiles! Like a little angel! So why don’t you smile more usually!!]

[I don’t want to fall, but he has little tiger teeth! 】

[It turns out that in front of the smiling Boss Wang, the little sun hamster, the evil little princess, and the brainless Lantern Festival are not worth mentioning. ]

【A handsome guy is worthless in front of a cutie.】

[I don’t care! I will cut out this paragraph and watch it a hundred times! If the program team cuts it in the main film, don’t blame me for rushing in front of the director and pulling out his hair!]
Chapter completed!