"Do you know Peng Yingying? is the one who showed his face in the Spring Festival Gala and sang the red river, and he was the comrade of our Red Star Art Troupe.

I think your treble will be better than Peng Yingying's if you practice it again. Gu Jia'an didn't lie.

He really values Lu Xiaoxi, thinking that when Peng Yingying is gone, he can train a successor pillar for the Red Star Art Troupe.

"The soldiers of our art troupe are all called Peng Yingying's iron lungs, and I think your lung capacity may be even more iron than Yuanyuan. How about it, do you want to have a youth of iron and fire?

Don't be too busy refusing first, let's have dinner and watch the show first. ”

"Well, thank you, Third Uncle."

Gu Jia'an was a little depressed, and Lu Xiaoxi behaved too politely, which proved that she was not moved at all.

And a little girl who doesn't want to be a star? What kind of freak is this?

The dinner provided by the army party was very rich, and the signature roast whole sheep of the new province was actually made more than a dozen, and the master of the canteen cut it in front of the soldiers and divided it into small plates for everyone.

Don't look at whether Lu Xiaoxi is from Xinxing, or the first time she eats roasted whole sheep. After all, a whole sheep is expensive, and the method is troublesome, she is Han Chinese, unless she goes to a large restaurant, where will she have the opportunity to eat.

Gu Yu saw that Lu Xiaoxi liked it, so she put her plate in front of Lu Xiaoxi.

"Thank you." Lu Xiaoxi smiled and showed two tiger teeth, but did not refuse.

Since the day the scarf was sent, the relationship between the two of them has really been confirmed, at least to the level of holding hands.

Northwest people love to eat noodles, big festivals, even if the cooks are troublesome, or make the new provincial characteristics of the noodles, long and thick ramen, with rich soup of sour cabbage fried lamb, tomato sauce fried shredded potatoes, shredded cabbage, everyone is very satisfied.

There was also a large pot of rice prepared in the cafeteria, which was prepared for the soldiers who came from the south and preferred to eat rice.

In this era, rice is no longer expensive, but it is easy to cook, and hand-ramen noodles are more troublesome.

Lu Xiaoxi also likes to eat ramen, and she also put more chili oil, which made Gu Yu's heart tremble.

Such a little girl, so spicy.

Gu Jia'an was even more distressed: "Comrade Lu Xiaoxi, do you know that chili pepper is the nemesis of the voice, if you want to be an excellent singer, we will not eat this spicy in the future." ”

Lu Xiaoxi added another spoonful of chili oil to the plate, and responded with a grin: "Fortunately, I don't want to be a singer, I want to be a good doctor like my father."

If the comrades of your art troupe have an uncomfortable throat, come to me, and I'll give you two stitches. ”

"Really?" Gu Jia'an was a little unconvinced.

They were talking in a loud voice, and at a table behind them, a gay man immediately came over:

"Little comrade, can you really cure your throat?"

"Well, your throat inflammation should not be more than three days, just take a few injections and drink some warm water."

"Shall I try then?"

"Well, sit down."

Zhou Guoxi didn't pay attention to it, so he moved a stool to sit next to Lu Xiaoxi, and even moved the dishes and chopsticks.

Lu Xiaoxi smiled: "You hurry up and finish eating, you can't eat after the throat needle." ”

"Okay!" Zhou Guoxi responded and snorted and began to eat.

Don't look at it as a troupe, people are also soldiers, and the speed of eating is very fast.

When Zhou Guoxi finished eating, he stretched his neck.

Lu Xiaoxi pretended to flip through the schoolbag, as if she had taken out a few silver needles from the schoolbag, and began to move.

Her actions attracted many onlookers from the art troupe.

This little girl is sitting at a table with their head of the group, and she gives Zhou Guoxi a needle, which looks very powerful.