Seeing that people couldn't get off the stage, Li Ping'an made a straight face: "Don't make a fuss, is there nothing to do?" Don't you need me to find something for you. ”

It's not nothing, even if it's a short stay of a few days, there are many things to do. Prepare firewood for cooking, carry water from the bottom of the mountain, repair broken houses, and so on.

But who made the fun here so lively, aroused everyone's curiosity, put down what they were doing, and rushed over to join in the fun!

Li Ping'an still has some prestige in the village, and the onlookers don't dare to make a fuss.

But there are those who are bold and say, "Do what you do, and we will see it, and it will not affect you." ”

This open space is also a public place, and it is impossible to hold events without being left unseen. Li Ping'an didn't seem to have any reason to drive others away.

"The village chief is here."

Someone shouted at the back of the crowd, and the villagers who were proudly refuting Li Ping'an also showed fear on their faces.

"You're all done? Enough firewood, full of water, and all the houses are repaired? Zhao Jisheng glanced around and asked majestically.

Less than half a day is not enough to finish all these things. The crowd who watched the excitement was stunned and didn't dare to reply.

"Wait for me to curse! Don't do it yet. ”

A stern reprimand frightened everyone like birds and beasts.

As a village chief, it is not enough to be majestic, but also to be able to buy people's hearts.

It is not right for the villagers to put aside what they are anxious about and come to see the excitement. But we cannot ignore the scarce spiritual life of the villagers.

After greeting Li Ping'an, Zhao Jisheng said with a smile: "Comrade Qiu, I hope you will tell Captain Xu that in a few days, we will have another party in our village, so that everyone will be happy." Leaving the village and encountering bandits again, everyone's spirits were tense, and it was not easy. ”

This is a job, Qiu Shufang agreed without hesitation, "Village Chief Zhao, I just learned today that there are many people in your village who can sing and dance."

I hope that the villagers will actively participate, and our village can also organize a few programs to hold this party together. ”

Zhao Jisheng was puzzled at first, but after listening to the explanation, he was also surprised. He looked at Zhao Ke twice, he really didn't think that this honest farmer could sing Xintianyou before.

It is also a good thing for the villagers to organize a few programs, and after a brief discussion, the matter was generally settled.

Zhao Jisheng left first if he still had something to do.

Half of them did not introduce themselves and perform, and Yuan Chenming announced that the game would continue. It's just that according to Qiu Shufang's words, Zhao Erhua, who finished the performance, came to do this gong.

It seems that the animal imitation is over, and there are several serious shows after that. Those who stood up and practiced a few rough and shallow boxing techniques, and sang half a tune-out song.

Regardless of the quality of the performance, it was for this courage to express itself, and everyone also gave warm applause.

After another militia perform, Qiu Shufang whispered: "It's almost half a day, we are going back." ”

"Wait, there's no hurry, I've got to finish this." The opportunity in his hand, how could Yuan Chenming easily let it flow away.

Qiu Shufang finished the show, Erni hasn't yet!

When the stone reached him, he held it in his hand and kept giving Zhao Erhua, who was beating the gong, a look: When she reaches Erni, you stop.

Zhao Erhua nodded, as if he understood his eyes.

Qiu Shufang saw that Yuan Chenming was going to be bad again, and she was a little anxious: "Hey, it's too much to do this!" ”

"I'm within the rules, how can I count it too much!" Yuan Chenming smiled evilly, and was about to stuff the stone to her.

But Qiu Shufang is not a vegetarian, there is one and two? It's too bullying, she stretches out her hand to block it, and she doesn't take it.

One has to be plugged, the other is dead or alive, and the two hands are entangled together. He couldn't help but think of the green years when he was fighting with female classmates at school.

Everyone watched the excitement, and some even remembered to coax.

Li Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to press Zhao Erhua, who was breaking the pot: "Stop, whose hand is the stone?" ”

The red stone in his hand was still not forced out, but fell to the ground along Yuan Chenming's open hand.

"Okay, let us show off a show, do you want to see it, comrades?"

"I want to see it!" The crowd shouted vigorously.

If nothing else, Yuan Chenming is the most literate person from their village. Who doesn't want to see what the most literate people will perform.

Erni grinned: "Yo, I wanted to hurt others, and finally hurt myself." Show off your talents, let's put on a show. ”

Qiu Shufang didn't speak, but her eyes betrayed her, and all she wanted to say was two big words - she deserved it.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, and the sky forgives whom.

Those who pit people are pitted by themselves, and they can't escape the curse.

Yuan Chenming can be regarded as having put himself in the pit.

He has no talent, he sings out of tune, can't dance, and tells a joke with color, which is not appropriate for this occasion.

Besides, it can be eaten and good food, maybe it's not suitable for performance.

What else, love reading, especially history, come to a small class of Teacher Yuan? Thinking on your heels, you know that this kind of occasion is not suitable for knowledge.

He really wanted to say that the show was going to be forgotten, but he didn't need to say it, he knew it, and everyone wouldn't agree to it.

No, learn how to bark a cat and a dog? He's ashamed.

Suddenly, he took out a pencil from his trouser pocket and asked him to "dance" on his fingers.

Everyone looked at the pencil in his hand in amazement, and the pencil seemed to be alive, fluttering and dancing on the slender white hand.

"Wow."

Everyone who has never seen this kind of performance thinks it is novel. When the mouth is open, you can see the throat and the eye.

Someone was surprised: "Da Xiucai is just not ordinary, can you still play like this?" I also learn. ”

"No, you don't see that people's hands are white, thin, and flexible to do this. Your hand is like a rolling pin, and you accidentally broke off your pencil. ”

The man looked down at his hand, which was short, thick and black, with a thick layer of calluses on it, and immediately lost that thought.

It wasn't until everyone was applauding that Yuan Chenming ended his performance.

Unexpectedly, the technique of playing with pens during boredom in class inadvertently became a kind of talent.

It's also a creation to make people.

The performance is quite novel, Erni probe asked, "How do you play this, can you teach me?" ”

Does this still need to be taught?

Yuan Chenming rolled his eyes and said the essence of learning this action: "With a pen in your hand, as long as you are idle and bored enough, it won't take long for you to be self-taught." ”

Is it? Erni was suspicious, and always felt that Yuan Chenming didn't want to teach her, so she deliberately said so.

At this point, the game is almost coming to an end, and after the last few people have made introductions, Yuan Chenming knows the entire militia team.

Next, it's time to fire the gun and drill as a team. I don't know how much trouble awaits them yet.