Mo Kun's eyes narrowed: "If you have any way, you don't have to hide it!" ”

"Mr. Mo, have you forgotten how Fu Jin agreed to help us do things in the first place? For that person, he even carried the disaster of prison, and it was Mo Yongheng who instigated him to die, if that person knew what Fu Jin did for her, would she help us destroy the fashion show for Fu Jin? ”

The corners of Du Li's mouth hooked up a gloomy smile.

It's like a demon coming out of hell.

Hearing this, Mo Kun was slightly stunned, and soon, he showed the same smile.

"In that case, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and contact her and tell her that no matter what method you use, you must stop tonight's fashion show, or else you will wait for the death of Fu Jin! ”

"Yes, I'll arrange it myself!" Du Li leaned over respectfully and turned to leave the Mo family villa.

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in the village.

As the sun sets little by little, the clear sky is hidden in the night.

The sky is beautiful, and a bright moon hangs in the air.

The moonlight cast down is soft and bright.

At this moment, the villagers gathered near the square, obeyed the command of the on-site security personnel, and prepared to enter the square to light the fire.

The young girls of the opening show, sitting in the dressing room, are changing clothes and applying makeup.

Ethnic minorities have their own costumes and dances, and when the two are combined, it will be absolutely amazing!

Put it in the opening scene, and it can catch everyone's attention at once.

"Fu Qian, are you alright? It's almost time. Someone walked up to the dressing table and asked.

She is the lead dancer and will be the first to play.

"Come on, you go out and wait for me first, I'll be right away!" Fu Qian smiled and replied.

"Then hurry up."

A few companions walked out of the dressing room.

Fu Qian also hurriedly put away the clothes she had changed into and was about to go out, but her mobile phone rang at this time......

on the square.

Professional directors and cinematographers, all the shots in various locations in the square have been put in place, just waiting for the time to officially start tonight's feast.

Nian Xiaomu stood in the corner of the square, looking at this scene with expectant eyes.

It would be nice if her grandfather recovered from his illness and could see his favorite tie-dye culture enter everyone's field of vision in this way......

Director Hong stood beside her, and the moment she heard the director's notice to ignite the fire, she followed the burning torch and red eyes at the same time.

Just as I was about to sigh that I didn't expect the factory to be preserved and still be able to do such meaningful activities, I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Why are the villagers gone?"

According to the process, as soon as the bonfire is lit in the middle, it should be a picture of everyone entering the square with torches.

The crowd formed a circle with torches, and then young girls dressed in designer costumes and dancing folk dances entered the arena to celebrate......

But now, the bonfire has been lit, and no one has appeared in the square!

"Vice President Nian, it's not good!"

Not far away, someone hurried to this side.

ran in front of Nian Xiaomu in one breath.

"Vice President Nian, those villagers don't know what's wrong, they suddenly refuse to play, and they keep scolding us for being profiteers, saying that they won't be used by us anymore, and many people tear up the clothes designed by the designer and want to kick us out of the village, what should we do now?"

As soon as the visitor finished speaking, some villagers with torches appeared around the square.