Wen Ruyan thought about it, and volunteered to register for herself, planning to present a song.

The stage was set up temporarily, but everyone was very motivated, the venue was the village meeting, the venue was big enough, next to a big locust tree, the stage was made of wooden blocks, a red carpet was laid on it, and the simple stage was successfully built.

Because there were no other lights to illuminate it, it didn't wait for the mysterious atmosphere of the night, and while the sky was still bright, every family moved a small bench to occupy a seat in front of them.

At the beginning, several children came on stage, singing songs hand in hand, and the childish voice and the appearance of shaking their heads made people laugh.

The change of face in the later performance, the breathing fire, and the breaking of boulders in the chest made everyone can't help but pinch a cold sweat and scream again and again.

It's some Qin-style operas, which make the older generation red-eyed.

As soon as Fu Dongliu stepped on the stage, all of a sudden, this humble platform began to shine because of Fu Dongliu.

Fu Dongliu smiled lightly at the people in the audience, touched the flute on his waist, and put it to his mouth to play.

His music is just like him, giving people a feeling of new willows after the rain, making people feel as if they are in the bamboo forest when they hear it, and the fresh and elegant feeling makes people feel refreshed and placed in it.

At the end of the song, everyone was still unsatisfied, as if the tense atmosphere during this time had been blown away by this song.

Then it was time for Wen Ruyan to play, she blinked, but there was no nervousness, after all, these people have never heard modern songs, even if they are out of tune, others will not notice anything.

Wen Ruyu took a bite of the apple and threw it directly to Gu Zaoli: "Don't eat it secretly." ”

Looking at the whiteness of the small bite of the apple in his hand, Gu Zaoli couldn't help but be speechless.

How could he be so greedy as Wen Ruyan?

Wen Ruyan was chewing a small piece of apple in her mouth while coming on stage, and when Fu Dongliu got off the stage, she saw her mouth stuffed and chewing something, like a hamster, and couldn't help but feel funny.

Wen Ruyan saw him nodding his head, his mouth didn't dare to stop chewing, and finally swallowed the remaining pieces at the moment when he stood still on the stage.

"Gently knock on the sleeping heart

Slowly open your eyes

……”

Wen Ruyan sang "Tomorrow Will Be Better", she felt that this song was more appropriate to the current situation, a song full of hope for tomorrow and a promising future.

She is already cute, her timbre is also sweet, and her soft voice seems to be mixed with cotton, which makes people feel sweet and beautiful bubbling after listening to it.

Wen Ruyan's singing style is unprecedented, everyone is not only intoxicated by her singing, but they obviously feel weird, but they feel that this melody is very good, and people can't help but raise the corners of their mouths, and then hum silently in their hearts.

At the end of the last sentence, seeing that everyone was intoxicated and looked addicted, Wen Ruyan's heart became happy, this is the magic of modern songs.

She curled the corners of her mouth, and a pair of bright eyes also smiled into a crescent moon, and everyone who watched couldn't help but laugh, and showed a smile together.

Wen Ruyan stepped off the stage, looking at Gu Zaoli with a pair of shining eyes, with an expression of praising me and praising me.

Gu Zaoli couldn't hold back, rubbed it on the top of Wen Ruyan's head, handed her the apple, and said in a doting tone: "It's very good." ”

Of course!

Wen Ruyan took the apple with a fluttering eyebrow, and then saw Gu Zaoli also on the stage.

She really didn't know this before, although she participated in the recruitment, but because she was too lazy to write, she taught Gu Zaoli all the heavy responsibilities, but she didn't expect him to have a performance.

Finding a place with a good perspective, Wen Ruyan looked at the stage.

The man had already stood up straight, his sword in his back, and he was in high spirits.

It would be an exaggeration to say that he held a sword, after all, Gu Zaoli just broke a withered branch casually, but his movements were fast and fierce, and everyone could only see one afterimage after another, so it was no different from a sword.

Gu Zaoli raised his hand and saw that he was heroic, and the movements of the sword dance were not only beautiful, but also cold, like standing on the battlefield to fight, and like dancing, the two contrasts converged together, but there was no sense of disobedience.

Everyone didn't recover from the shock for a long time, and this banquet in Xiaohe Town was even more hearty than the feast in the capital.

He rarely hugged a wine jar and drank drunk.

Wen Ruyan was not far from him, and suddenly heard something muttering in his mouth, and couldn't help but get closer and wanted to hear it clearly.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

The sound of "chirp~" suddenly pierced the sky, and a light broke through the sky that had already begun to end.

The night was cut through a big hole, and the light sprinkled down little by little, reflecting everyone's surprised faces.

Everyone got together, and this winter didn't seem so cold, huddled together to keep warm.

Wen Ruyan was also surprised, and he didn't know where they got the flowers, and there was a commotion in the audience, and people looked up one after another, and colorful fireworks were reflected in the black glazed eyes.

"Do you like it?"

A warm voice came, and Fu Dongliu didn't know when he was already standing by Wen Ruyan's side.

Wen Ruyan was stunned, glanced at him and continued to look up: "You got it?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Dongliu didn't refute either, and the corners of his mouth kept pouting with a nonchalant smile: "I think that having fireworks will make the New Year's flavor stronger." ”

Wen Ruyan nodded, she agreed with this.

"Hand out." Fu Dongliu didn't look at the sky, and his eyes reflected the smiling face of a woman.

Wen Ruyan finally retracted her gaze and looked at Fu Dongliu suspiciously.

Fu Dongliu didn't speak, just looked straight at Wen Ruyan with a smile, Wen Ruyan also wanted to know what gourd he was selling in his stomach, so he stretched out his hand.

As long as this person dares to take advantage of her, the big deal is to attack the royal family, and she admits it.

Fu Dongliu didn't hold her hand, but pulled her sleeve through the fabric very gentlemanly: "Let you touch my luck, I wish you all the best in the coming year." ”

Wen Ruyan immediately reacted to the meaning of this sentence, not long ago on the winter solstice, in order to enliven the atmosphere, Wen Ruyan organized a dumpling-making conference.

Almost up and down participated, she stuffed a copper coin into one of the dumplings she packed, if the person who eats this dumpling is a very auspicious meaning, that person will have good luck in the new year.

And in the much-anticipated dumpling tasting session, only Fu Dongliu's chewing action suddenly paused, and then spit out a copper coin into the palm of his hand.

Wen Ruyan blinked: "I borrow your auspicious words, when this epidemic is over, I can go back to be a rice worm with peace of mind." ”

Hearing her playful words, Fu Dongliu laughed again: "I admire you a lot, how many people are reluctant to retreat from this epidemic, but I didn't expect you to be a woman running around at the forefront, but it seems that we men are useless." ”