"Little Mumu!"

Zheng Yan saw her worn soles and cried out in distress.

Biting his lip, he turned his head to look at the staff around him, "Are there any costumes that are ready to be displayed in the fashion show?" ”

"I've got one more here!"

A designer at the scene opened his mouth and handed the skirt in his hand to Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan didn't say a word, went back to the car and changed her skirt, went to the square, and danced with Nian Xiaomu!

Two suffocatingly beautiful women, dressed in colorful and bold costumes, are barefoot on the ground and dance to the music.

In the live broadcast, this kind of picture quickly attracted thousands of viewers, and then more and more......

I don't know who shouted at the scene: "Let's go to accompany the vice president of the year to jump!" ”

So, there was a response.

The staff who were still standing on the side just now took the clothes that could still be worn from the designer's hands and changed them, and then joined in the dance.

The designer's clothes were gone, so they wore their overalls and joined in the bonfire dance.

The tension and mutual suspicion of each other in the previous second seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

The only thing left in front of me was the bonfire, and there were people dancing happily around it, holding hands......

Many of the old employees in the garment factory are ethnic minorities.

It's also their festival.

When the melodious singing, accompanied by simple dancing, resounded in the square.

The eyes of the villagers, who had been hostile to them just now, gradually changed......

In the corner where no one was paying attention, Fu Qian held the skirt she had just changed into with both hands, and looked at Nian Xiaomu who was surrounded in the crowd with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

She didn't mean to, but she couldn't help it.

She only has one relative, her brother!

She thought she was doing the right thing, just like her brother never told her what he was doing in order to protect her.

She should also protect her brother!

But just now, the moment she saw Nian Xiaomu dancing in front of the bonfire in the dress she gave her, her heart felt like someone had pierced a hole.

Only the cold wind kept pouring in......

She only remembered to protect her brother, but she forgot that tie-dye was once something she was willing to protect with her life!

It is the craftsmanship that flows in the blood and nurtures her ancestors.

Fu Qian's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly got up from the ground, ran to the young girls who were preparing for the opening dance with her before, hugged them and didn't know what to say, and then stuffed the skirt in her hand into their arms.

I retreated with tears in my eyes......

A few young girls were stunned for a few seconds.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly walked towards the square and danced the opening dance he had prepared.

The joy of singing and dancing seems to be contagious.

Or maybe it was Nian Xiaomu's sincerity that moved the villagers.

The villagers, who were standing by and watching, suddenly bent down and picked up the torches that had been discarded on the ground......

One.

Two.

Three......

In the square, more and more torches appeared, and gradually gathered together.

and they scattered again and formed a circle.

In the circle of light surrounded by torches, everyone sang and danced happily.

Whether it is the villagers in the village or the staff of the Mo Group, when they get to the back, almost everyone forgets that this is a fashion show, holding hands and carnivaling with each other!

Off-camera, the director's eyes moved away from the monitor, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the corner of his eye swept to the rising number of live viewers, and he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe!

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