Oh my god?

Is this made of silk?

Wang Ruhua had never worn silk in her life and was immediately very excited.

She touched it again and again: "It feels so good, Qingqing, come and touch it too, it's real silk, this is the first time I've touched it in my life."

Luo Yunqing didn't expect Song Zhiqing to be so generous.

But she was right, they had to be stunning on stage - tonight the two sisters were going to make a splash!

However, Luo Yunqing had worn too many silk clothes in her previous life...so she was not as excited as Wang Ruhua.

She looked at Song Zhiqing and smiled, "Zhiqing, this dress is not cheap."

Song Zhiqing said cheerfully: "Wear it, I have money!"

"I have a salary, and my parents and brothers give me pocket money every month."

"Also, the shampoo and facial cleansers you make are all sold at high prices to the aunties I work with."

"I tell you, I'm a wealthy woman now!"

Of course Song Zhiqing had to share the good things made by her sisters.

She sold dozens of bottles of shampoo in a month, each for five yuan.

Those who have dealings with the Song family are all people of status, identity, and money. They don’t think five dollars for such a good thing is expensive at all.

Not to mention the facial mask, Song Zhiqing's face is a ready-made advertisement. A set costs fifty yuan, and those people will never bargain!

Luo Yunqing was amused by her: "Next time there are new products, the first batch will be given to you."

"It's a deal!"

Song Zhiqing smiled like a little fox. Money can be earned, but good things are hard to come by.

The people she knew were not ordinary people, they were all wealthy and powerful bosses...

The evening party was scheduled for seven o'clock, and the stage was set up in front of the rostrum on the playground.

Now that the weather is not so hot, we started cooking dinner at 4:30 and the three of us finished eating at 5:30.

"Hurry up and take a shower. I'll be over early to put makeup on you guys behind the stage."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhao Cuilian came over and asked, "Have you eaten yet? What are you wearing tonight?"

"Ruhua, I have a nice skirt. Do you want me to give it to you?"

Wang Ruhua waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, Doctor Song sent a new dress over, saying it's specially for the stage."

oh?

Did Dr. Song send me a skirt?

Zhao Cuilian looked envious: "You guys have such a good relationship!"

"That's because we are destined to be together!"

Song Zhiqing followed up with…

Because it is a mystery show, we have to go to a temporary house behind the stage to put on makeup and change clothes.

Luo Yunqing and Wang Ruhua took a shower quickly.

At this time, the medicine on their faces had not been washed off, and they planned to go backstage to wash it later.

Grabbing their things, the three of them quickly went out.

When he went out, he called out to Wu Xiaoling, and after a few people got together, they went out together.

When they went out, many military wives also went out with their children and small stools - they wanted to grab a good seat.

"Have you heard? There's a mysterious show tonight."

A military wife said as she walked.

"Mystery show? What mystery show?"

"I don't know. If everyone knew, it wouldn't be called a mystery show."

"Isn't he just bragging on purpose to make everyone happy in advance?"

"No way? If you're deliberately talking nonsense, wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"Of course not! Hurry up, hurry up and grab a good seat!"

A group of people chattered and headed towards the playground together...

Luo Yunqing and the others walked slowly. They didn't need to fight for seats as they would have to prepare backstage later.

Before they reached the camp gate, Wu Junhao ran over and said, "Sister Luo, sister-in-law, the battalion commander has been sent out on an emergency mission."

"Before we set off, he asked me to save a seat for you, and I've already done it."

——Although there are no fixed seats like in the auditorium, Wu Junhao thinks it is not a big problem. He can just add two small stools later.

Luo Yunqing shook her head: "No, no, Dr. Song has already asked someone to take the seat, don't worry about us."

ah?

Wu Junhao opened his mouth and said, "Sister Luo, I have a good seat, in the first row."

"The regimental commander and the political commissar have said that you two will receive special treatment and sit with the people in our battalion tonight."

No matter how good this seat is, you can't sit here.

Luo Yunqing thought, we don’t have time to sit there, we need to change clothes and put on makeup.

"No, it's too restrictive to sit with you. We like freedom."

Wu Junhao: "..."

[——Captain, I can’t complete the mission you assigned me…]

The group continued walking towards the playground...

At this time, the playground was already crowded and bustling.

"Xiao Wu, we have a seat, go ahead and get busy."

"It's still early for the show, and I haven't really gotten to see the camp properly. Go take a look around now. Don't worry about us."

Wu Junhao had no choice but to leave.

As soon as he left, several people immediately rushed to the locker room next to the podium behind the stage...

At exactly seven o'clock, a burst of majestic gongs and drums kicked off the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and the noisy playground immediately became quiet.

There were no entertainment programs in those days, so a Mid-Autumn Festival party held by the troupe was an unprecedented event.

All the officers and soldiers of the regiment, including their families and children, held their breath, their eyes wide open, afraid of missing any wonderful moment...

Half an hour later, the mystery show still hadn't come out, and some people in the audience started whispering...

"Didn't they say there was a mystery show?"

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