Chapter 260: Golden Wind and Jade Dew Meet First and Second Change
Counting it, the two of them haven't seen each other for more than ten days, and it would be too exaggerated to say that they are crazy, but they do remember that it is true, and the moment they see it, the joy and excitement in their hearts are fully revealed.
"Why are you here?"
Song Hongguo ignored the scrutiny of others, and walked over with a smile on his face, the two of them were introduced by a matchmaker, and they were talking brightly, and no one could say anything.
Compared with her, Huo Minglou is obviously not calm, men and women interact, who invests more in feelings, who cares more, these days, he deeply feels what it is like to miss someone, and now it is finally close at hand, if it is not the wrong occasion, he almost can't help but want to hug her to relieve the emptiness and excitement in his heart.
He restrained his emotions and said softly, "The work is over, come here and wait for you." ”
It's all the truth, Song Hongguo didn't speak well for a while, and the ambiguous and envious eyes around her made her cheeks gradually heat up, and she was rarely embarrassed.
Seeing this, Huo Minglou's heart was also hot, "I sang very well just now." ”
This can be answered, but Song Hongguo thanked him, and he didn't know what to say, although he was not able to speak well before, he was not as clumsy as he is now.
The system screamed, "You are shy, can you still talk calmly like a debater in front of your sweetheart?" You're finally on the set, ahh......h
As he spoke, he began to sing intoxicated.
Song Hongguo, "......"
Fortunately, at this time, Dean Zhang came over, he had some friendship with Director Zhou, and naturally he was no stranger to Huo Minglou, and the two talked and helped her out of the siege.
Zou Lanlan came over and asked gossipingly, "Are you really talking to Huo Gong?" ”
Song Hongguo nodded, glanced not far away, Jiang Xiaoli's face was sour, that is, Liu Jingdu's expression was slightly lighter, as for the rest, either envy or jealousy, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, sure enough, with such an excellent boyfriend, she has countless potential rivals at the same time.
Zou Lanlan was also envious and joked quietly, "Huo Gong is the most handsome gay man in our factory director, better looking than those male protagonists in the movie, you really have a vision." ”
Song Hongguo pretended to be serious and asked, "Am I not good-looking enough?" ”
Zou Lanlan sneered, "Yes, you don't look bad, it's him who climbs high." After speaking, he thought of something, and reminded in a low voice, "But others may not think so, mainly because Huo Gong's status in the factory is really outstanding, and the conditions are recognized as good, just like the Tang monk meat, who doesn't care about eating a bite?" So, you know, in the future, someone will have to say sour things, you have a number in your heart, but you can't be angry, anyway, the person who enjoys the happiness is you, they are greedy Tang monk meat fell into your bowl......"
Song Hongguo was amused by her words, Tang monk meat? Not to mention, it's quite vivid, the appearance is high enough, and the heart is pure, and he just wants to engage in research results, isn't it Tang Seng, no wonder so many female goblins covet it.
The two of them laughed, but Hu Xianyong's expression management almost collapsed, no matter how confident he was, he didn't think that he was even more outstanding than Huo Minglou, but the two of them didn't have much chance to stand together before, so they didn't take it to heart, but now they ......
As soon as Huo Minglou appeared, he was like a jade tree in the wind, attracting everyone's attention, and the entire backstage seemed to be full of light, he seemed to be a natural luminous body, as long as he was there, he would no longer see others.
This kind of embarrassment of being crushed, if there is no Song Hongguo's stubble, he can still forgive himself, but with her, this comparison is like his nightmare.
He almost ran away, like a lost dog.
Yang Guohua saw it, thought for a moment, and chased him out.
The two of them stood in a place where no one was smoking, and in the auditorium, the performance continued, and the loud singing was sonorous and inspiring, but no one had the heart to listen.
Yang Guohua asked, "Brother Yong, when will you do it?" ”
Hu Xianyong's eyes flashed ruthlessly, "Just these few days, Lao Tzu doesn't want to put up with her anymore......"
Yang Guohua subconsciously said, "Yes, bear with it any longer, what if she cuckolds you?" ”
Hu Xianyong glared at him with a cold eye, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, he slapped himself in the face, and said with a flattering smile, "Look at my mouth, scoop again, I don't mean that, I think Huo Minglou is not a good stubble, you look at him at Song Hongguo's eyes, tsk, like a wolf seeing meat, they are all gone, they must be thinking about eating all day long, a few days ago they studied all the tasks, they were locked up in the laboratory and couldn't get out, but there is no need to be guarded, but today, I think he is holding back ruthlessly, and he doesn't plan to endure it anymore......"
It's all men, can Hu Xianyong understand? He took two puffs, stomped the cigarette butt hard under his feet and crushed it, and sneered, "If you want to eat, you have to wait for Lao Tzu to eat the leftovers!" ”
Yang Guohua asked obscenely, "Brother Yong, what should I do?" I'll listen to your ......"
Hu Xianyong beckoned to him, and the two of them got together and muttered.
At this time, Song Hongguo didn't know that someone was already preparing to set up a game for her, she was pulled by Zou Lanlan to watch other programs, in addition to the finale, there was another, the performer was from the factory trade union.
Originally, she was not interested, but when she thought of Han Ying, she also went.
The performance of the trade union is decent, there is nothing outstanding, and there is no place to collapse, but because of the relationship between Han Cheng, many people have followed the trend and praised a few words.
Han Cheng was modest and polite, a little unthinkable, he sent a trustworthy person to visit the Huaishu Brigade and Yangjia Village, and the news he got all pointed to one thing, his wife really had a lot to do with Meng Sanshou.
Although, those people also said that before marrying him, the Meng family had plans to make Yang Rongyue and Meng Sanshou against him, but it was enough to make him feel like a fish in his throat.
Does that mean that when he was recuperating there, Yang Rongyue actually hadn't broken off with Meng Sanshou? Did I meet him later and think he was more promising, so I left Meng Sanshou?
Is her admiration and worship for him still pure? Or is he just a springboard for her to leave the countryside and change her fate?
You can't think about this kind of thing, otherwise once it starts, it will be endless torture, wanting to know the truth, but being afraid to tear open the truth and see the ugly reality.
The torment in his heart is like pouring hot oil, how can he still have the heart to listen to songs? Even if his daughter was on stage, he didn't have the heart to take a second look.
Until the finale of the show came out.
Not only him, but the people in the entire auditorium, in the passionate music, couldn't help but lift their spirits, and it was a refreshing song, which was not inferior to the previous two, and it was not a simple singing, it was a model play, but it was not the same as those model plays nowadays, and the body movements performed by them could not be described, but they felt that it seemed to be more attractive.
Song Hongguo is also watching, others don't know, but she knows that Feng Qiuping is re-choreographing a play, and those performances have added elements of modern dance, so it will look more rhythmic and beautiful.
If Wang Erni's talent is all based on plagiarism, she has half of it for reference, then Feng Qiuping is eating with real skills, it seems that this work in the previous life is eighty percent related to art.