70s Cannon Fodder Gets a Sign-In System and Wins Effortlessly

A story of transmigration, system, space, farming, and a slightly comedic female lead who is clear-minded, seeks revenge, and is a drama queen (graduate of the drama academy) + loyal and cunning ma...

Chapter 214: Large-scale Social Death Scene

Chapter 214: Large-scale Social Death Scene

Ning Xiyue and Ning Qingyuan put down the melon seeds and water cups in their hands and looked at the eight couples who were ready and lined up.

Ning Qingyuan patted Ning Xiyue's hand excitedly, pointed at the excited people at the door and said, "Sister, look, big brother and sister Jiayin are out too. Big brother is dressed so handsomely today."

"Yes, I saw it. Sister Jiayin is also very beautiful today. All brides are beautiful."

Ning Xiyue saw that all the brides had powder on their faces and lipstick on their lips. The makeup techniques were pretty good. It was not the kind of bridal makeup with two smears of highland red that she had seen before. It should have been done by the girls from the art troupe who knew how to put on makeup.

Beautiful makeup adds the finishing touch to the brides, making them look even more beautiful, with happy smiles on their faces, making all brides extraordinarily beautiful.

No wonder the bride is the most beautiful when she is a bride, because it is their happiest moment.

Ning Qingyuan suddenly saw his mother standing not far from his eldest brother and waving at him, "Hey, mom seems to be calling me to take her bag over. Sister, hand me the bag, I'll go and deliver it."

He took the handbag from Ning Xixiyue and ran quickly towards his mother, not wanting to delay her from giving the things to his eldest brother and his wife.

At this time, Ji Yanming drank a sip of water to moisten his throat, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said to Ning Xiyue naturally: "Yueyue, can you help me check if there is anything wrong with my clothes?"

"good."

Ning Xiyue retracted her gaze and looked at the clothes on Comrade Ji, "Fix the right collar, it's a little uneven."

Ji Yanming tried to adjust it himself, but still couldn't get it right, and the right collar even curled a little.

Ning Xiyue simply helped him.

At the same time, Ji Yanming also raised his hand.

As luck would have it, both of them reached out their hands at the same time, causing Ning Xiyue's hand to inadvertently hold Comrade Ji's rough thumb.

Ning Xiyue and Ji Yanming were both stunned for a second, and quickly let go of each other's hands and retracted them as if they had been electrocuted.

Ji Yanming coughed unnaturally and frantically adjusted his collar with both hands.

Ning Xiyue, who has been single for two lifetimes, is still very innocent. This unexpected touch made her face turn red instantly. She turned her body, tactically picked up the cup of water on the table and drank tea to hide her embarrassment.

"No, the water..." Ning Xiyue had already taken the water cup and drank it in one gulp before she could even say the word "hot". Not caring about the embarrassment, Ji Yanming said anxiously, "The water is hot, spit it out quickly."

No one knows the temperature of the water better than him, the person who receives the water. When he saw Ning Xiyue bringing the cup of water to the tea that had just arrived, he had expected this to happen. He wanted to stop her, but Ning Xiyue was too fast and she had already drunk the water before he could stop her.

Ning Xiyue, whose mouth was scalded, didn't care about being socially awkward. She kept spitting the water in her mouth back into the teacup, pouting her lips and taking breaths to make her mouth feel better.

Ji Yanming brought a cup of already cold tea from the side and handed it to Ning Xiyue, asking her to hold it in her mouth to cool it down.

Ning Xiyue took the ice tea, took a big sip and held it in her mouth, then lowered her head to look for a crack in the ground.

No one can stop her, she wants to get in! !

What the hell, this is a massive social death scene.

Today is so embarrassing! 555~

Ji Yanming felt very guilty. If it weren’t for him, Yueyue wouldn’t have been scalded.

"Are you feeling better? I'll get you some ice."

"Much better, it doesn't hurt, don't worry about me." Ning Xiyue was too embarrassed to raise her head. After swallowing the saliva, she lowered her head and hurried people away in a humming voice: "Hurry up and go up. Don't waste time. I don't feel any pain at all."

She spit out quickly and her mouth didn't get burned, but now she didn't want to see Comrade Ji at all because she had a lot of idol baggage.

Woo woo, mainly because she was too embarrassed to see him today.

"Please sit down for a while. I will go and preside over the wedding."

Seeing that she was really fine and didn't want to see him for the time being, Ji Yanming left with peace of mind and walked to the podium.

He is one of the hosts today, responsible for the smooth progress of the wedding process, while Commander Sun of the army is responsible for the main speech and is the witness of this collective wedding. The two of them jointly hosted this collective wedding of eight couples.

After Ji Yanming went up to the stage and began to preside over the ceremony, Ning Xiyue raised her head again, patted her hot face, and looked at the person hosting the ceremony on the stage.

Who knew that while Ji Yanming was talking and hosting the meeting, he also cast a glance over to pay attention to Ning Xiyue's movements, which caused their eyes to meet.

Ning Xiyue awkwardly withdrew her gaze and looked at the newcomers waiting in the audience.

I was thinking: This is so embarrassing, so embarrassing, how can I face Comrade Ji in the future? Why did you hold his thumb? How could you forget that the water was hot? Ah, come and take me away, Crack in the Ground.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why is your face so red?"

As soon as Ning Qingyuan came back, he saw that his sister was not acting normal. He hurriedly sat down and touched Ning Xiyue's forehead and face to test the temperature.

This test of the temperature made Ning Qingyuan panic: "Why is it so hot? Sister, you have a fever. Do you have any antipyretic medicine in your bag? Take it out and take it. I will take you back to rest."

"Brother, it's okay. I don't have a fever. There were too many people here. I drank too much water. I'm just lacking oxygen."

Ning Xiyue grabbed Ning Qingyuan who was frantically trying to help her find medicine, and said firmly:

"Just sit for a while."

"real?"

Ning Qingyuan touched her forehead again with doubt and found that her temperature was low, but he still reminded her worriedly: "If you are really sick, tell me in time, I will take you back to rest."

"Well, don't worry, brother, I'm really not sick. I'm a barefoot doctor and I know everything." She just had an embarrassing disease.

"People say that doctors don't treat themselves. Give me a fever-reducing pill and I'll hold it for you. If I find anything wrong, I'll feed it to you."

Ning Qingyuan spread out his hands and stretched them in front of Ning Xiyue.

"Okay, here you go."

Ning Xiyue couldn't resist her second brother who cared about her, so she took out a bottle of fever-reducing pills from her bag and put it in his hand: "Is it okay now?"

"Um."

Ning Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction and put the medicine in his pocket.

Ning Xiyue: If this person wasn't the second brother, she would have to die again. His face is so hot that people think he has a fever. His whole body is about to crack!