Chapter 232 Don't Drink, Be on Guard

Then, a bright red gradually appeared in Jiang Rou's eyes.

Lin Yuyao walked among the crowd with her head held high and her chest puffed out.

Next to her was Han Jong-su, who followed closely behind.

Like a flower protector, he pushed away the people crowding around him to prevent them from bumping into Lin Yuyao.

Even if it just touched the hem of Lin Yuyao's skirt, it would not be okay.

Amid the exclamations of praise from the people around her, Lin Yuyao swaggered towards the commune's lounge.

Jiang Rou saw it more clearly.

It was obvious that Lin Yuyao had dressed up carefully today.

The red Saraji skirt, with its hem spread out like petals, swayed gracefully with every step she took forward.

Yuyao Lin combed her long hair into a long braid with a red rope tied at the bottom of the braid, which made people attracted by her black and shiny hair at first sight.

Not only that.

Lin Yuyao also put on makeup.

Thin eyebrows, fair skin, and bright lipstick.

Jiang Rou narrowed her eyes and confirmed that it was indeed lipstick.

This is a rare cosmetic product. I don’t know where Lin Yuyao got it from.

After all, she is the heroine in the original text. Lin Yuyao has the delicate appearance of a beautiful girl from a small family. Coupled with such careful dressing, her beautiful face is further highlighted, which is eye-catching.

No wonder people around me sighed in admiration.

At this moment, Lin Yuyao is like a big red flower blooming in the yellow land.

Compared to Lin Yuyao's careful preparation.

Jiang Rou and Song Qingqian were much simpler. Their faces were pure and fair, without any makeup. They wore only everyday clothes, and the prepared military uniforms were temporarily put aside.

After Lin Yuyao walked into the lounge, she immediately looked Jiang Rou up and down.

cut.

A country bumpkin.

With disdain in her eyes, she turned her head away haughtily.

She shouted to Han Jong-su who had been following her all the way.

"Han Zhongshu, I'm thirsty and need some water. There's a thermos in the office next door, go get it."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right away."

Han Zhongshu agreed immediately.

Next to the lounge is the village commune's office, which is equipped with hot water kettles and tea cups.

Han Zhongshu said something to the other party and came over with a kettle of hot water and teacups.

He not only poured water for Lin Yuyao, but also poured a glass for Jiang Rou and Song Qingqian.

"Yuyao, the water is here, drink some water."

"Comrade Jiang, Comrade Song, you guys drink some water too. We'll go on stage together later. Don't worry, our performance will be fine."

As soon as Lin Yuyao heard Han Zhongshu talking to Jiang Rou, she immediately raised her voice of protest.

"Ahem! Han Jong-shu, you are my accompanist! Stop being so fickle and trying to please everyone."

"How can I be indecisive? I am devoted to you."

Han Zhongshu immediately expressed his loyalty.

Jiang Rou looked at this scene, it was as if she had watched a satirical sketch in advance, it was really funny.

Aside.

Song Qingqian was too lazy to take another look and snorted coldly, "Humph."

As for what Lin Yuyao did, she, with her arrogant personality, really looked down upon it.

Song Qingqian withdrew his gaze and reached for the teacup.

Jiang Rou leaned sideways, blocking some angles and stopping Song Qingqian from picking up the teacup.

"Don't drink."

Jiang Rou lowered her voice and reminded quietly.

Song Qingqian was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Rou's serious expression, and then thought of Lin Yuyao beside her.

"Could it be that she..."

"Tsk." Jiang Rou reminded quietly, "Be careful of others. Don't eat or drink anything before going on stage."

Song Qingqian understood everything now, and there was even more of a hint of annoyance on her expression.

This kind of despicable means is insidious and annoying.

After Jiang Rou reminded Song Qingqian, she pretended that the two of them had just exchanged a few unimportant whispers and then turned around and sat down.

The remaining light in his eyes glanced at Lin Yuyao lightly.

I happened to see Lin Yuyao staring at the water cups beside them, squinting her eyes, as if she was trying to guess whether they drank it or not.

The atmosphere around me continued strangely.

Until soon after.

There was a burst of loud and orderly applause.

Snap, snap, snap.

The literary performance has begun.

Jiang Rou pulled Song Qingqian and stuck her head out to look at the platform not far away.

The host of the cultural performance is Ding Yunfei.

Ding Yunfei is a gentle man, wearing a white shirt and black pants, which is perfect for him standing on the stage.

Next to him was Yang Zhenzhen, who was helping Ding Yunfei.

Ding Yunfei wrote a long opening speech, comparable to an 800-word essay.

He held the paper and read aloud.

"Fellow villagers, warriors, we have come from all corners of the world. It is our great honor to be together today. It is everyone's fate, and it is also my fate with you. Please allow me to introduce myself solemnly. My name is Ding Yunfei. I am an educated young man and a teacher in the school. My ancestral home is..."

The villagers were originally clapping loudly and waiting to watch the exciting show, but who knew that they would end up with a lot of question marks in their heads after hearing what was said.

After enduring for a few minutes, some people gradually became restless and made a fuss, asking Ding Yunfei to speak faster.

At the same time.

Lin Yulan rushed to the lounge.

She was holding a thick stack of papers, looking busy and nervous. When she saw Jiang Rou, she didn't even have time to say hello, but shouted loudly.

"Li Mei'er! Wang Erni! You are the first, follow me and get ready to go on stage."

Two young girls stood up and were held hands by Lin Yulan, and left in a hurry.

After Lin Yulan brought her people over, she continued to make gestures to Ding Yunfei beside the stage.

Stop talking nonsense and get on with the show.

Ding Yunfei stopped chattering and spoke loudly to the crowd.

"Next, we have today's first show, Northeast Errenzhuan, performed by Li Mei'er and Wang Erni."

The two young girls were wearing red floral tops and green pants.

And some personal equipment - two red handkerchiefs.

Then he went on stage with ease.

The red handkerchief was held on their fingers and spun like a top.

"good!"

"Great!"

"Wonderful!"

There was an instant burst of applause.

Jiang Rou and Song Qingqian walked out of the door and looked at the stage with great interest.

In the lounge behind, the scene was completely different.