In the small square downstairs.

Wang Huan's mother shouted while jumping: "Everyone come according to the rhythm, first two times on the left, then two times on the right, to keep up with the melody of the song." Knock knock, knock knock! Very good, according to this rhythm, walk ~~~"

The energetic music spread all over Wangjia Village.

The quiet village became completely noisy in the midst of the singing, and other villagers gathered around.

"What kind of song is this?"

"Listening to the voice, it seems to be sung by Wang Huan?"

"What kind of song is this! It's too magical, isn't it?"

"Listen to Wang Huan's mother, this is the song Wang Huan wrote last night. ”

"The melody is so bad that I can't help but want to dance. ”

"Anyway, this song is really a perfect match for square dancing, it's so appropriate. ”

"Hahaha, I think the same way, the singing voice is magical. ”

"It's noisy, and I can't sleep well in the early morning. ”

"Wang Huan, this kid, will not be at peace as soon as he comes back......"

“……”

On the second floor, I listened to the discussion of the villagers.

Wang Huan was ashamed and wanted to dig a hole and get in.

He raised his forehead and reflected, he wouldn't have opened a Pandora's box, would he?

Don't!

……

At breakfast, the red-faced mother said happily while eating: "Huanzi, your song "The Most Dazzling National Style" is really good, I was more and more fascinated by the more I listened to it with my mobile phone last night. Later, I had an idea, when we used to dance square dances, we always felt that the songs were boring, and many times it was boring to dance. But I want to dance, it's boring after all, isn't it? But last night I found that this song seemed to be perfect for square dancing. I don't know where to fit, but I always feel like it's perfect for square dancing. So today I'm going to try it out and use it as a dance song. I didn't expect everyone to say that it was very good, and the more I jumped, the more addictive I became. ”

Wang Huan showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Hehe, right?"

Dad said in a deep voice: "Huanzi's song has been so ruined by you, he is now a celebrity, you pay attention." ”

My mother glared: "What do you know? Why did I spoil his song? Isn't the song written for people to listen to? Now I use it to dance the square dance, and it is to make the best use of this song." ”

Dad closed his mouth in the middle of the story.

He was worried that if he continued to talk about it, he might not even have to eat lunch.

At this time, the morning news was playing on the TV.

A host smiled: "On the occasion of the arrival of the Spring Festival, the people of the whole country are welcoming the New Year. The program list of this year's "Spring Festival Gala" has been released, and the stars participating in the performance are: Zhou Xuehua, Jiang Fei, Xu Zhe...... At present, everyone is still in the final intense rehearsal, and strive to bring the most wonderful party to the people of the country......"

Dad raised his head and suddenly said, "By the way, you didn't go to the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

Wang Huan nodded: "If I go to the Spring Festival Gala, I won't have time to go home." ”

Dad snorted: "It's okay, it's more important to go home and reunite." ”

Mom said, "Huanzi, it's okay. Your dad and I don't know how many years we haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala. Especially in recent years, the content of the party has become more and more boring, and it is better to dance the square dance on Chinese New Year's Eve. It is not only exercise, but also environmentally friendly and low-carbon. Isn't the state now vigorously advocating the improvement of residents' physical fitness? I am responding to the call of the state, and I think it can be vigorously promoted. ”

Square dancing on Chinese New Year's Eve?

Wang Huan's eyelids jumped.

The uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

……

……

Wangjia Village.

Spacious cement road.

Aunt Liu was walking towards the vegetable field with a basket.

Sister Zhao from the next village also carried dung water to the field.

"Aunt Liu, it's early. ”

"Ouch, it's the daughter-in-law of the Lu family, where are the vegetables?"

"Yes, fertilize the vegetables, the weather is good this year, a scoop of manure water goes down, and the vegetables can be eaten in a few days. ”

"It's still you young people who have the strength, I can't afford to pick up such a few dozen catties of dung buckets now. ”

"Haha, Aunt Liu, your strength is not less than mine. Eh...... Aunt Liu, did Wang Huan come back yesterday? Your Wangjia Village is amazing, there is such a big star. The village is also built so well, we are envious of all the villages. I don't know when our village will be able to produce a star. ”

Hearing Sister Zhao talk about Wang Huan, Aunt Liu's smug face overflowed, and she began to praise Wang Huan vigorously.

The rural women's mouths are really powerful, and Aunt Liu crackled and spoke for more than ten minutes, and her words were not heavy. praised Wang Huan from the sky to the ground, until he said that Wang Huan was the reincarnation of a great man, and when he was born, there was a golden light rising to the sky, and magpies were overwhelming...... At this time, Aunt Liu felt that she was short of words, so she stopped to rest for a while.

Sister Zhao found an opportunity: "Aunt Liu, this morning, how could I faintly hear what seems to be singing from your village? And I can see from a distance that it seems that you are dancing? Did you find any new songs suitable for dancing?"

Hear Sister Zhao's words.

Aunt Liu's eyes lit up, and she immediately had another topic: "Ouch, speaking of this, I have to thank Wang Huan for that guy, it's really amazing, it's amazing......"

Another ten minutes had passed.

Aunt Liu took out her mobile phone from her body and proudly clicked on a video.

Energetic music comes out:

"The vast end of the world is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains......"

Sister Zhao's eyes lit up instantly.

……

An hour later.

Sister Zhao and a woman were chatting on the road.

After Wang Huan came back yesterday, he wrote a song for Wangjia Village, which was very good. ”

"Really? Aren't his songs all about love and love? My kids like it, but I can't listen to it. ”

"Don't believe it, I've copied all the songs, you can listen to them. ”

"Oh?

……

Two hours later.

When Sister Zhao went to the town to buy vegetables, she met a group of chatting women on the way.

"Aunt Yang, Aunt Qian, are you all there?"

Aunt Yang: "Is it the daughter-in-law of the He family? The New Year is approaching, go to the town to buy New Year's goods? Do you want to dance together at night? We can't play mahjong, so we can only dance and move our old arms and legs." ”

Aunt Qian: "That's right, dancing is indeed a good way to exercise. It's just that the song is not good. There's no passion when you're jumping......"

Sister Zhao: "I have a good song here, which is very suitable for square dancing, why don't you try it at night?"

"Really, where did you find it?"

"What song?"

"Come, tell me. ”

……

……

In the evening, after Wang Huan finished eating.

I saw my mother walking out of the house with the stereo.

He and his father glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

A few minutes later.

The energetic music began to resound throughout Wangjia Village.

"Sad, ......"

Wang Huan was lying on the sofa, and he had nothing to love.

The next moment, however, he jumped up and hurried to the top of the building, his heart beating violently.

He actually heard an identical voice coming from the nearby Lujia Village.

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

After coming to the top of the building, he hurriedly looked into the distance.

The next moment, Wang Huan was dumbfounded.

In Lujia Village, a group of aunts are playing the same song and dancing.

Zhao Jiagou, the same is true.

The same is true for Qianjia Village.

Liujiagou, Hejia Village, Fujia Village...... As far as the eye can see, the surrounding ten miles and eight towns have been completely occupied by the magical singing of "The Most Dazzling National Style".

"How can this be? too fast, right? too fast, isn't it?......"

Wang Huan muttered.

A heart sinks to the bottom.

(End of chapter)