An Jiajia noticed that the aunt who spoke to Teacher Feng last time also came. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A few aunts sat down, and then one person walked to the front of the stage with a box, "The children are all here, and the order of going on stage is determined by lot!" ”

An Jiajia took a deep breath and walked over under An Guodong's encouraging gaze.

An Jiajia was lucky, she was drawn seventh, which is relatively high, so that the judges have no aesthetic fatigue and will analyze her dance very seriously.

An Jiajia and An Guodong sat quietly, and those parents and children quickly sat in their seats, waiting for the arrangement of the art troupe.

This time, there were a total of seven judges, but there were more than 80 children who participated, and only 30 people were selected to go to the art troupe.

An Jiajia began to get nervous, this is less than half of the chance, in case someone stuffs red envelopes, or someone who is very hard in the background, he must be cannon fodder.

Soon An Jiajia went to prepare, An Guodong encouraged her with her eyes, she nodded and went.

An Jiajia waited next to the stage, and after the sixth child came on stage, An Jiajia took off the old padded jacket on her body.

An Jiajia thought at first that she needed to finish all the dances she had prepared, but after watching it, she realized that it was not.

Everyone performs for three minutes, and there are more than 80 children here, isn't it a day?

People must have thought of this too, and they let you go down after watching it for a while, so as soon as An Jiajia finished taking off her clothes, the child was called down.

She walked up with her chest puffed out, looked at the audience and smiled, then bowed slightly to them before she began the dance she had prepared.

An Jiajia's best dance can't be danced, but she really doesn't understand the dance of this era, and break dancing has not become popular, so she had to prepare a Yangge twist.

An Jiajia originally wanted a flower cloth, but there was no cloth ticket for the flower cloth, and it was very expensive, and in the end, An Jiajia asked Liu Shiwen to change a piece of red cloth, a green cloth and a black cloth.

The black cloth is the cheapest, and An Jiajia asked her to make herself a pair of pants, and the trouser legs are small flared styles.

The jacket is made of green cloth, and the front is cut out of red cloth to make a belly pocket and sewn together with the green cloth.

An Jiajia's clothes are simple and earthy, but they are very eye-catching, the cuffs and trouser legs are in the shape of small trumpets, everyone is estimated to be the first time to see such clothes, and they immediately talked about it.

An Jiajia ignored them, and began to dance after bowing. She shook up the two small red cloths in her hand, and the two braids followed suit.

Without the lively musical accompaniment of Yangge, it is not enough to rely on her to twist, so An Jiajia hummed.

She can't sing the lyrics, but she can still hum the tune of the tune.

She tried her best to hum loudly in her mouth, and at the same time tried to twist Yangge, and with this festive dress, she thought she would definitely impress the judges.

An Jiajia originally thought that the judges would stop soon, but she didn't expect that she was about to finish dancing, and everyone still looked at her.

At this time, she suddenly felt the back of her ass loosen, and then a gust of wind drilled into her body, and she suddenly got goosebumps.

She had no choice but to finish the dance by herself and then stop, gasp for a curtain call, and then go down to the stage.

She bowed with her hands behind her back, and she guessed that the thread of her pants must have cracked, and she blocked it with a red cloth before leaving.

An Jiajia was sweating, holding her clothes and about to go to An Guodong. She didn't dare to wear clothes in a sweat, in case she caught a cold, she would be miserable.

"Dad, wipe my sweat," An Jiajia said, gasping.

"Jiajia is awesome!" An Guodong hurriedly took the red cloth in her hand to wipe her sweat, she didn't care if it was clean or not, and when An Guodong wiped her sweat, she quickly put on her clothes.

At this time, a sister from an art troupe came over and asked with a smile: "You are An Jiajia, right?" ”

"I am," An Jiajia looked at her with a blushing face, "is there something wrong with my sister?" ”

"You danced great, congratulations, you can join our art troupe!"

"Really? But haven't you finished the show yet? An Jiajia thought, tell her the result before it's over, isn't it?

"It's okay, because you're really good, that's why we'll tell you in the first place!"

"Thank you, sister, can we go home? Our home is far away. ”

"Okay, you can, but you have to come to the art troupe as soon as possible to report, you know?"

"yes, got it."

After the sister left, An Guodong was still shocked, An Jiajia silently packed up her things and asked An Guodong to take her home.

An Guodong hasn't come back to his senses yet, An Jiajia asked him to do whatever he wanted.

"Dad, let's take the car home!" An Jiajia pointed to the car across the road.

"Jiajia, you're done?"

"It's done, Dad, I'm also from the army!"

"Great, Jiajia, you really fight for our family's face!" An Guodong lifted An Jiajia in a circle.

An Jiajia was worried when she thought of her torn pants, "Dad, my pants are torn!" "Luckily, there's one inside, otherwise she'd really be gone.

An Guodong looked down, and sure enough, he saw a hole, "It's okay, just go home and sew it." ”

It was already afternoon when the father and daughter took the car to the county seat, and An Guodong was worried that it would be too late to go home, so he took a tractor that was not on the way.

The tractor dropped them halfway, An Guodong looked at An Jiajia who was asleep, and carried her home.

At this time, it was already dark, and the night in early spring was very cold, An Guodong carried An Jiajia on his back, and then put on the padded jacket and wrapped An Jiajia in it.

In this way, An Jiajia will not catch a cold, but he himself will be attacked by the oncoming cold wind.

Liu Shiwen didn't know if they would come back today or tomorrow, the courtyard door was ajar, and she went to the door from time to time to take a look.

Suddenly, Da Bai got up from the house and ran to the gate of the courtyard, and Liu Shiwen immediately happily followed out.

They saw in the darkness of the night, a tall figure bent over, with a ball on his back that seemed to be arched.

"Gordon?" Liu Shiwen shouted.

"Dad? Jiajia? Ann Hero also shouted.

Da Bai had already run to their side, and followed An Guodong closely towards home.

"Guodong, Jiajia, are you back?" Liu Shiwen saw An Jiajia asleep, so she held her butt and let An Guodong carry her into the door.

Put An Jiajia down, An Guodong's hands had already been numb, Liu Shiwen asked An Yingying to go to a hot meal, and she brought a basin of hot water to An Guodong to wash his hands, and gave him a massage to soothe.

The meal was hot, An Jiajia also woke up hungry, she rubbed her eyes and walked out, hugging Liu Shiwen and coquettish.

"Mom, they chose me! I'm going to the art troupe in the future! An Jiajia said with a smile.

"Our Jiajia is amazing!" Liu Shiwen touched her little face and said, "Let's eat first." ”

"Good!"

"Our Jiajia is the most beautiful and powerful, singing and dancing at the same time, it's amazing!" An Guodong said.