The next day, a qiē time was spent on rehearsals, although the shooting task was not heavy, but I had to take a group of children to perform. I was busy here, and my mobile phone rang again, and my relatives and friends called her one by one to greet her, saying that they saw her on TV last night.

and her baby niece, who is only in the fifth grade of primary school, secretly called her to help her get celebrity autographs after getting out of the interest class, especially when Shen Kexin and Chai Jun were in power.

Zeng Jinjin was thinking about how many signatures he had to get down from this phone call one by one, and said to his little niece: "You are a primary school student chasing youth love idol dramas like this, does your mother and my sister-in-law know?"

The little niece whispered: "Oh, sister-in-law, let me tell you, my mother is Xin Haoge's brainless fan, you can also get her an autograph, and I will be safe." ”

Zeng Jinjin was even more dizzy when he heard it: "Your mother is infatuated with other men, does your father and my brother know?"

The little niece's tone was about to fly: "Your brother has no status in our family at all." By the way, sister-in-law, and I also want that Tang Yuan's autograph, many classmates in our class like him and say that he is so cute, but I don't like it, it's too naïve. ”

I thought about what this is, and the primary school students still dislike other people, and they are also childish for the little fresh meat of the two decades. She asked again, "You don't like him, why do you want him to sign it?"

The little niece smiled: "I don't know how cool it is to pinch what people want but can't get." ”

"Zeng Tutu, you vicious schoolboy. ”

"Don't call me by my nickname!! yes, I also want the aunt's signature when I sleep in the same room with you. ”

Zeng Jinjin looked at Mo Yijiu, who was leading students to practice singing not far away, rolled his eyes and asked his niece: "You can't even say people's names, so who likes them this time?"

"Your mom likes it!"

The little niece hung up the phone after speaking, she couldn't react to it, the old artist Comrade Bao Xiaofan, when did you start chasing popularity?

Zeng Jinjin asked Xiaoyu for an autographed book, and took advantage of the rest time to find those big names to sign one by one. In fact, this thing is not very embarrassing, so everyone is not only tolerant and understanding, but also quite enthusiastic. Shen Kexin heard that Zeng Jinjin's niece was a CP fan of her and Chai Jun, and she was so happy to lean forward and back together, and when she signed the sign, she didn't forget to pull Chai Jun and write a message together: Study hard and make progress every day.

She also went to Mo Yijiu to sign, and there were many friends who asked her to ask Mo Yijiu for an autograph, as well as friends of friends. She used to think that she had too few friends in China, but now she suddenly found that there were actually quite a lot, although she had very little contact on weekdays. Mo Yijiu took the autograph book and pen, and asked her while signing: "I saw you calling before, your expression was so funny, who is it?" Zeng Jinjin thought about it, sighed and said firmly: "When you see it, I must be talking to my niece on the phone, elementary school students, and they are always neither big nor small, especially troublesome people, and they have pulled a lot of work for me." Mo Yijiu raised his eyebrows: "It's fun." I also have a niece, and the relationship is more distant, in Beijing, only a few years younger than me, and she has not been cute since she was a child, hey. ”

Sunday, evening, 6:30 p.m.

On stage, the staff is doing the final adjustments. The stage was busy and orderly, but the makeshift dressing room off the stage was already in a mess. Not only the eight guests and staff, but also the group of children who are going to be on the show.

Mo Yijiu is the first show, he has already put on his makeup, and he sits on the side to review the lyrics. The dance was the second, Qionghua danced solo, wearing a red dress from the old era, with a long braid and a red head rope. When she came out of the dressing room, everyone's eyes gathered, not surprised or surprised, purely subconsciously looking at different things.

"Hey, our teacher Zeng is like this in the old society, and the landlord and the landlord's son have to turn against each other. Xin Haoge's face was painted with the oil paint of the black whirlwind Li Kui, and Ding Zhengyang took the opportunity to count him down: "These words are so wrong when they come out of Li Kui's mouth, brother, don't say it." ”

Zeng Jinjin flicked his fake braids: "If you want to say that Shen Kexin is the most eye-catching, a little beauty in ancient costumes." ”

Shen Kexin sighed: "I hope the audience will forgive me for my elementary school level guzheng skills for the sake of my appearance." ”

Ren Zhen laughed at her while helping the staff put on makeup for the students: "How can you praise yourself so much?"

Shen Kexin's small eyes flew towards Chai Jun: "Did I say something wrong?"

Chai Jun learned from Ding Zhengyang's usual jokes: "You will never be wrong." ~" The students present felt amused and followed along: "You can never be wrong." ~" It made Shen Kexin blush and embarrassed.

It was almost time to start, and there was a lot of buzz outside. The form of this party is more similar to a tea party, the whole village basically came, and there were fruits and snacks for tea, so that every villager could sit comfortably.

The opening host invited the host of the local TV station, first, he was familiar with his face, and secondly, he could speak the local dialect, after all, the audience at the moment was these elderly villagers.

The children put on their makeup and go out to sit and watch the show, and when the time comes, the staff will remind them to get ready to play.

The party officially began, Mo Yijiu opened to sing, she is so experienced in acting, no one is worried about her. Zeng Jinjin felt that she was such a serious person, even if she was full of grasp, she was not casual and perfunctory about her work. It's like just now, everyone is talking and laughing, and only she is quietly memorizing the lyrics. She said that this is a song she likes very much, and she wants to sing it to the best and let others like it.

Mo Yijiu sang at the front desk, and the singing could also be transmitted to the backstage, Zeng Jin had already begun to be nervous, she warmed up while taking a deep breath, but after hearing Mo Yijiu's song, it seemed that her mood was smoothed out. She stood on the mouth, and when Mo Yijiu came back after singing, he was the first to see her, and then used a hug to convey confidence and strength.

"Come on, I'll be on the side to watch you jump, don't be nervous. ”

"Good. Zeng Jin nodded his head, waited for the host to finish the curtain, and when the lights were dim, he went on stage to prepare. As soon as the spotlight hit, it was as expected, but unlike the previous performances, when she entered the world of only herself after her appearance, this time, in that dark corner, there was Mo Yijiu, her gaze, the pressure given in her gaze, followed like a shadow, and her sense of existence even exceeded the scrutiny of the judges during the competition. Simple, a qiēshun lì, and no difference cuò.

The villagers were amazed by the modern ballet, and to the applause, she went backstage. Mo Yijiu had already been called to change into the matador's costume, and he encouraged the next child to recite, greeted the others, and went back to his seat to sit and rest.

Shen Kexin began to worry after putting on makeup: "Teacher Zeng, I really envy you, I will be liberated now, I am very nervous." ”

Zeng Jinjin had to comfort her: "It's okay, you are an actor and not a professional performer, you have explained the level of primary school students before, and the audience will not be too harsh." ”

"That's right. Chai Junshi also came to convince him: "You have worked very hard." ”

Over there, Mo Yijiu changed his clothes and came out. Ding Zhengyang was the first to step forward, looked around her, and kept slugging: "Oops...... I'm so good, this work is not in vain. ”

"Really?" Mo Yijiu looked down: "You came and saw it now!"

Zeng Jinjin hurriedly ran over to watch. Mo Yijiu's outfit is different from the men's costumes in the bullfighting dance performances seen in the past, the black satin tight top and high-waisted trousers, which are both elegant and drape, the brown-red cowhide waist seal, the proportion of the figure is cut just right, making the whole person appear taller, and the exaggerated gold epaulettes on both sides, the design comes from the traditional bullfighter dress, which is the responsibility of the masculine atmosphere in the whole outfit, giving people a sense of heroism.

Mo Yijiu casually compared a few dance moves: "How is it?"

"Well!good!" Zeng Jinjin touched his chin: "At first glance, it's not a man...... It's a handsome beauty. ”

Mo Yijiu smiled and nodded: "I can really speak, I'm very satisfied." ”

Other people also looked at it, and Xin Haoge did not forget to ridicule Ding Zhengyang according to his words: "If Ding Zhengyang wears that skirt, he will not be a man at first glance, but the kind of ugly and big woman." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was conceivable that the two were bound to have a mutual dislike flirtation. Mo Yijiu was taken back to his seat by the makeup artist to put on makeup, and he wanted to change to a more heroic makeup, and then put two curly mustaches. By the time the makeup was finished, four or five programs had passed. Ding Zhengyang, Xin Haoge, and Chai Junshi's sketch show had just ended, and "Counting Ducks" was dancing outside.

Ding Zhengyang was in a hurry to change into women's clothes, time was pressing, and several makeup artists were tossing around him, making a mess. Watching the children dance while waiting for the venue, she felt that this thing seemed to be more fulfilling than completing the performance herself. Mo Yijiu didn't want to crowd in the background and go with Zeng Jinjin. In fact, I have watched this dance many times, and every time I feel so naïve, but it is the childishness that makes it cute. The children here bear too much, live hard with their thoughts, cherish food sensibly, study hard, and are so precocious that they almost forget it, they are just a group of young children, at an age where they will not be blamed for playing tricks.

"Sister Yi, have you put on your makeup?"

"Come and see them dance, how cute the children are......" Mo Yijiu smiled and pointed to the children wearing duck costumes on the stage, and then turned his eyes to look at Zeng Jinjin: "Wow, what's going on?

"Huh, is there one?" Zeng Jinjin hurriedly withdrew his gaze, blinked, and looked back: "I think your two mustaches are good...... Sexuality/sensuality. ”

"Sexy-sensuality-ah......" Mo Yijiu raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, and said word by word.

Zeng Jinjin immediately felt that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained: "Pure praise has no other meaning......! So let's take a picture!!"