[Dutton? Sounds like a lot of fun. 】

[I know this!] I heard my friend mention that this is a festival of ethnic minorities, and its grandeur is no less than our Spring Festival. 】

[Then don't we also have a blessed eye? I'm already looking forward to it! 】

[It's good that watching a live broadcast has been popularized to a knowledge point again. 】

Not only Jiang Yan, but even netizens are full of expectations for this festival that only exists in rumors.

Just after noon, Jiang Li's thatched hut was filled with people one after another.

The leader is Aunt Ying.

Jiang Li, who woke up from a nap, was also startled when he saw these people.

"Aunt Ying? How did you get here? ”

Aunt Ying smiled and said, "I'm here to pick you up for the Dutton Festival." ”

"But doesn't the evening start at night? Are you going now? ”

Aunt Ying smiled even more happily, "It's true that the party only starts in the evening, but you are a distinguished guest in our village, how can you let you go like this?" ”

As she spoke, she beckoned behind her, and immediately a little girl came out carrying a basket.

"Sister Jiang Li, these are all things that my aunt and others have prepared for you, you can change them quickly."

Aunt Ying also explained: "Dutton Street is our traditional festival, we all have to wear our ethnic costumes on this day, although you are an outsider, but you have helped the people in our village so much, everyone has already regarded you as their own, so the clothes are also prepared with you." ”

Looking at the bright red national costumes in the basket embroidered with exquisite patterns, Jiang Li was suddenly moved.

"Since it's everyone's heart, then I'll accept it."

Hearing this, Aunt Ying was even happier, clapped her hands vigorously and said, "Look at what I said, Jiang Yatou is generous, and she will definitely not refuse our kindness." ”

Then several ladies squeezed in, shouting vigorously to help Jiang Li change his clothes in person.

Jiang Yan, who has always been ignored on the side: "."

Feelings, he's an air, huh?

Fortunately, Aunt Ying soon discovered his existence and walked towards this side with a smile.

Jiang Yan immediately put on a posture, and even thought about what words to use to thank Aunt Ying for her kind invitation.

But before the words could be spoken, I heard the other party say:

"Jiang girl wants to change her clothes, it's not convenient for you to be a big man here, why don't you go out and stay first?"

Jiang Yan: "."

Yes, it turned out that he was here to drive him away.

The small wooden door behind him closed, and Jiang Yan squatted under the porch, making a look of indifference.

"Isn't it just a new dress, it's the same as who doesn't have it, Uncle Zhao made a set for me before."

"One by one, Jiang girl screamed, and those who didn't know thought that Jiang Li was the daughter of your village chief."

"Just a change of clothes, as for the people who come to the room? Or we men save trouble, we just need to put on any clothes. ”

[Hahahahaha 】

[Laughing to death, Jiang Yan, this dead tsundere! ] 】

[The young master has been dead for three days, and it is estimated that his mouth is hard. 】

But in the next second, the audience who was still complaining about Jiang Yan just now instantly boiled.

Because there was another man walking outside the thatched hut.

[Ahhhhhh Why are you so handsome?! 】

[Ahhhhhh 】

[, fortunately, I insisted on seeing it now, this wave of benefits has been eaten! ] 】

As the camera slowly passed, Zhao Lang's figure gradually became clear on the screen.

He was dressed in a dark red cardigan, with intricately carved silver ornaments hanging from his chest, and he was swaying slightly with the man's steps, and each stroke collided with a string of beautiful notes.

The cuffs are embroidered with bright red lotus flowers, which seem to be coming to life in the next second, complementing the string of oily black and shiny Buddha beads at the bone joints, lining the man's complexion more and more snow-white.

is obviously the brightest color, but he wears a cold and noble temperament, like a god from the depths of the distant mountains, gathering all the beauty of the world, but lonely like snow.

He also had a black and red ribbon wrapped around his forehead, and the silk silk at the end of the tail hung naturally on his chest, flowing and chic.

The eyebrows and eyes are gentle and handsome, like clouds blown away by the wind, ethereal and revealing a bit of mystery that people can't grasp.

Even the pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of glazed color, reflecting a frightening broken light.

Even Jiang Yan was almost stunned at first sight.

Then he hurriedly got up and circled around Zhao Lang.

", Brother Da Niu, you can dress up like this, you are handsome enough!"

Zhao Lang smiled, "Young Master Jiang praised it, and I also brought your clothes." ”

He then handed the package in his hand to Jiang Yan and opened it, it was the costume that Zhao Bo had specially gone to the town to find someone to make for him.

It is a very bright vermilion, contrary to Zhao Lang's red and black, his piece is red and white.

Jiang Yan liked it very much, and began to put his clothes on his body in front of the camera.

"At the critical time, my brother is reliable, unlike my sister, who only cares about dressing up and completely throws her brother out of the clouds."

Zhao Lang subconsciously glanced in the direction of the thatched house.

"It's normal for girls to dress up for a little longer, so we'll just have to wait a little longer."

Seeing that Jiang Yan began to change his clothes without any suspicion, the camera brother moved the camera away rather speechlessly.

When he turned back again, he was a different person.

The scarlet national costume was worn by him gracefully, and his forehead hair was tied up with a red ribbon.

He was originally an extremely tired and bewitching look, his eyes were also extremely attractive peach blossom eyes, and he wore a bright national costume, and the whole person was the best in the world of beauty and demonism.

The barrage exploded again.

And the photo of him and Zhao Lang standing together also went viral on Weibo for a while, and it directly became the breaking point of the day.

All of a sudden, Jiang Yan's Weibo followers skyrocketed by three million.

Some uninformed netizens were shocked the moment they saw the photos, and frantically searched for news of the two on the Internet.

More and more people poured into the live broadcast room.

It's all for the handsome guys.

[It's terrible, I've never seen so many crazy sisters in the live broadcast room. 】

[Fortunately, I have been a fan of Jiang Yan from the beginning, otherwise I would have missed this face. 】

[Ahhhh 】

[This village is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it's not enough to have a handsome and miserable handsome guy, there are actually two more, and both of them are different styles. 】

Not long after, there was movement in the thatched hut.

"This dress Jiang girl looks so good to wear."

"That's it, this hair needs to be coiled more finely."

"If only my daughter could be so good-looking, she is worthy of coming from the city, looking at her tender skin."

Then, the wooden door opened, and a graceful and beautiful figure appeared in the camera surrounded by everyone.

Nearly a million viewers were boiling again -

Damn, where did this fairy come from?!!!