Lin Miao successfully forced back the female director who originally planned to stay in the lounge and was close to Qin Wanqiu. The atmosphere was too embarrassing, as soon as the show on the stage ended, the female director hurriedly ran away, almost running, and hurriedly fled to the front of the stage with the square primary school dance team led by Zhang Xueru, and then politely burst into applause outside the lounge. In just an hour and a half of the art show, Lin Miao didn't even have any intuitive feelings about it, and half of it passed.

After Zhang Xueru and a few people left, a group of little girls wearing ethnic minority costumes walked in outside the lounge. The little girls of Nancheng Primary School are all dressed up in fancy ways, and at a glance, they know that they and Zhang Xueru are not using a makeup artist. Lin Miao unsurprisingly ran into an acquaintance inside. Zhu Peici, a classmate who was the leader of Nancheng Primary School, saw that Lin Miao actually looked shy, and said hello to Lin Miao with a twist, and seemed embarrassed to let Lin Miao see her current dress.

Lin Miao didn't care about Zhu Peici's performance, and simply said good.

Zhu Peici exchanged a few words with Lin Miao, then sat down obediently and skillfully, and then was surrounded by a group of her classmates.

The little girl was more than ten meters away from Lin Miao, pretending to mumble quietly, glancing at Lin Miao from time to time, and letting out bursts of exclamation. Lin Miao listened to the movements of Zhu Peici's group of people, and could guess what they were talking about when she thought with her fingernails, and couldn't help but sigh softly. Seeing Lin Miao's melancholy appearance, Qin Wanqiu couldn't help but ask, "Miao Miao, what are you sighing for?"

Lin Miao looked at her fans more than ten meters away, and said abruptly: "I have endured too much attention that I shouldn't bear at my age, I take those big sisters as friends, but what about them?"

Qin Wanqiu asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with them?"

Lin Miao suddenly became angry: "I treat them as friends, but they want to soak me!"

Qin Wanqiu suddenly had a mouthful of old blood welling up in her heart, and she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miao Miao, do you know what you mean by this?" Luo Li also looked at Lin Miao with a blank expression.

Lin Miao thought for a while, and selectively pretended to be stupid: "I don't know, I just suddenly want to talk nonsense." ”

Qin Wanqiu was simple-minded, relieved, reached out, touched Lin Miao's head, and whispered: "In the future, you can't talk nonsense about these words, let those young ladies hear it, they will be angry." ”

"Oh. Lin Miao looked well-behaved, turned her head to look at Zhu Peici, and happened to meet a few little girls who were also peeking at him.

A group of little girls suddenly laughed, making Zhu Peici's ears red.

The little girl in the sixth grade can actually open her brain very big. Especially the children of wealthy families are generally precocious physically and mentally, and it is not too common for a group of teenage girls to get together and talk about "life events". Give them a little boy to talk about as a target, and they can easily talk to the point where they get married and have children more than ten years later, not to mention-

"How can an existence like a widow with such a good breed, a prominent family background, outstanding achievements, and a coquettish daily life not be used by them as the object of fantasy of the eighteen bans? Otherwise, why do you think that the TFB group can earn money that ordinary people can't earn at the age of forty when they are less than fourteen years old? Mother fans are raised or something, that is just a cover for their wolf ambitions! Sister fans who are full of the thoughts of old cows eating tender grass in their hearts are the real main force of feeding!"

Lin Miao was secretly narcissistic in her heart, and a sweaty staff member walked into the lounge quickly, and said to Qin Wanqiu: "It's time for two children, go to the back of the stage and prepare to appear." ”

"Oh, it's ......" Qin Wanqiu hurriedly picked Luo Li off the sofa.

The three of them followed the staff and hurried to the back of the stage.

Zhang Xueru's group had just finished performing and retreated from the passage behind the stage. Lin Miao looked outside the passage, and at a glance, he saw two "little hosts", a man and a woman, standing with Zhao Jing of Dongou TV Station, saying a series of words with exaggerated expressions.

"June 1st is a children's day!"

"June 1st, it's a boy's day!"

"June 1st is the festival of the rising sun!"

"June 1st is the festival for young eagles to spread their wings!"

The corners of Lin Miao's mouth twitched slightly when she heard this, and she was slandering this set of uneducated strings of words in her heart.

At this time, the staff on the side handed over two microphones and told Lin Miao seriously: "Child, this microphone can't make a sound, you can just sing when you go up later, the key is to align your mouth, do you understand?"

"Well, I understand. Lin Miao said casually, took the microphone, pressed the switch on the microphone, and then tapped it twice, confirming that there was indeed no sound at all, and then said with confidence, "Actually, you should believe in my artistic attainments, I personally advocate true singing, and it is really against my principles to deceive the audience......"

The staff handing over the microphone couldn't help but feel a little confused when they heard these words come out of the mouth of a kindergarten-sized child.

Zhang Xueru also came over and couldn't help complaining: "I knew that we should also perform a chorus, how easy it was!"

"You can't. Lin Miao took Luo Li's hand and said indifferently, "You are too old, and if you are caught, it is easy to leave a stain on your life." I have nothing to do with Lily, we are still young, we are purely young, ignorant and at the mercy of others, even if we are caught, the whole society will choose to forgive us. ”

Nima ......

The staff on the side and Zhang Xueru stood on two completely different positions, and at the same time they listened to their hearts.

Outside the passage, the two hosts on the stage finally finished the string of words, and after a series of meaningless lyrics, the little boy host with a proud face finally reported the curtain: "Next, I invite Lin Miao from Bailifang Primary School and Luo Li from Square Primary School to sing for us - "Insects Fly"!"

Offstage: "Papapapa......"

Lin Miao hurriedly pulled Luo Li and strode outside.

Qin Wanqiu looked at the backs of the two children, and gently clenched her fists with her two hands, covering her chest with an indescribable excitement.

Lin Miao and Luo Li staggered with the three hosts.

When Zhao Jing saw Lin Miao, she touched his face with her hand, and then unconsciously threw a very seductive look at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao fucked in her heart, and her arms suddenly tightened.

Lin Miao glanced at Luo Li strangely, and the two of them walked out of the passage.

The audience was black, and the applause was sparse.

Luo Li clinged to Lin Miao's side, as if he was about to cry, and whispered: "Lin Shuishui, I'm a little scared of ......"

"There's me. Lin Miao lightly clasped Luo Li's fingers.

The little girl's pink fingers were tightly linked with Lin Miao's ten fingers.

The accompaniment of "Insects Fly" sounded, Luo Li turned his head, his eyes were full of unconcealed love, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Lin Miao with a light face. The light hit her face, and it made her little face so cute.

Under the stage, on the guest seats, only a few meters away from Lin Miao and Luo Li, sat a whole row of leaders of the cultural and educational systems of Dongou City and Oucheng District. Lao Lin and Xu Yiguang sat in it very abruptly, and their position was close to the middle.

And on the middle seat of the guest seat, sitting is one of the bigwigs who went to Lin Miao's house last Saturday, Wang Lan, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Dongou Municipal Party Committee and director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture.

"The golden boy and jade girl, the real golden boy and the jade girl, Xiao Xu's daughter is really good-looking, and when she grows up in the future, there will be no fewer people chasing her. Wang Lan looked at the stage, turned her head with a smile, and said to Lao Lin who was sitting beside her, "Lao Lin, this daughter of the Xiao Xu family, you have to take care of it, otherwise if you run away with other young men in the future, your son will definitely complain about you." ”

"How old is the child, and I will talk about the future. Lao Lin only had Lin Miao in his eyes, and replied to the big leader casually.

Wang Lan just smiled slightly. With Lao Lin's current status in the rivers and lakes, let alone her, even if she sees the first and second leaders in Dongou City, even if Lao Lin can't sit on an equal footing with them, he can still get along on an equal footing in terms of dialogue and exchange.

Wang Lan turned her head and returned her attention to the stage.

Originally, this art show did not have any great significance, it was nothing more than a routine political task of the Cultural Affairs Bureau every year, but now she wants to strive to convey the element symbols of Dongou City for the return of Hong Kong in 97, and the significance of this show is revealed. There are more than 800 people, and the main purpose of this theatrical performance, which took four months to prepare, is only to increase the resumes of the two children on stage. I'm afraid few people will believe this kind of absurd truth......

On both sides of the stage, Dongou TV's cameras were aimed at the two children.

The slightly longer accompaniment finally passed.

Lin Miao raised the microphone and was about to start singing.

Luo Li suddenly approached, like a mischief, and touched Lin Miao's face with a little water.

The audience was quiet for half a second.

Qin Wanqiu behind the stage, and Wang Lan in the audience, were all dumbfounded.

In the next second, a group of elementary school students in the audience shouted excitedly, almost toppling the roof of the studio.

"Ahh

"Kiss it! kiss it!"