Chapter 62 Art Troupe 7



However, the man who has a fairy wife is very calm.

He didn't mention at all that he had already obtained the marriage certificate.

When attacking teammates, you always have to choose the time when they are most comfortable.

Let my friends brag for a while.

However, I didn't object to the suggestion of going to watch the performance and auditions later.

Liu Yuzhou was counting the time in his mind. It had been less than half a day since he was separated from his wife.

Don't be fooled by his gloomy face. He has already thought about it many times in his mind.

Especially in the past few days, the two of them have been affectionate and entangled almost from morning to night.

When he thought of the little goblin babbling coquettishly under his hands, his eyes darkened a little.

Suddenly, a surprise came from the side:

"Cousin?! Why are you here?"

A figure in a red braj stopped in front of the table.

Zhao Wei and the other two all looked at this pretty figure.

Judging from her attire, I'm not sure if she's a female soldier from the art troupe, but she has pretty features and red lipstick.

Two black braids hung on her shoulders.

Song Qian stared with her big, round eyes, and the expression on her face showed more shyness than surprise.

But the man she called cousin didn't even raise his eyelids, and was picking up food in his hands intermittently.

The remaining three men's eyes moved back and forth between Liu Yuzhou and the red-clad lesbian.

cousin?

I haven’t heard that the eldest young master has a cousin?

Moreover, he was unresponsive and looked aloof and arrogant.

It looks very much like the common expression used to deal with lesbians who are making advances.

Several of my friends witnessed similar scenes when they were in school.

Gao Guohua has always been responsible for livening up the atmosphere.

To ease the awkwardness, he dragged a chair over and said, "It's my cousin! Then hurry up and sit down. Let's have some food together."

He greeted Victoria Song, but his heart was pounding.

This lesbian looks unfamiliar. Is this some new way of picking up girls?

Zhao Wei and Wu Dongfang were also confused.

Curious eyes were cast at Liu Yuzhou who was still eating calmly.

Victoria Song didn't seem surprised by Liu Yuzhou's reaction.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, he smiled at the remaining three people and said, "Hello, my name is Victoria Song. I just got into the art troupe next door last year. Song Jingzhi is my aunt."

After this introduction, what else is there for people to not understand?

Song Jingzhi, Liu Yuzhou's cheap stepmother.

Someone the young master had never even looked at.

As good friends, Gao Guohua and the others could only smile awkwardly but politely.

Victoria Song seemed unaware of the change in atmosphere and sat down directly at the dining table.

"Cousin, when did you come to Donglin?"

Then he looked at Zhao Wei and the others: "Are these your friends?"

Zhao Wei could only nod as his eyes met with his cousin's.

At that moment of contact, Victoria Song seemed to have opened up her mind and changed the subject to Zhao Wei: "Comrade, what's your name? Do you work in the military? Are you stationed there or a civilian?"

Zhao Wei glanced at the man next to him whose aura was becoming increasingly cold, and did not dare to respond.

The atmosphere was deadlocked again.

Even Gao Guohua, who was responsible for creating the atmosphere, was so embarrassed that he was picking his toes.

But Victoria Song seemed to be unaware of it and still had that innocent and naive smile on her face.

He turned to look at Wu Dongfang and said, "Is this comrade from the military region? You look familiar to me. I think I've seen you at the consolation performance."

Zhao Wei didn't say anything, and Wu Dongfang was very considerate and only replied with a "hmm".

I sighed in my heart, they are indeed a member of the Song family, they have such strong psychological qualities.

Even in such a stiff atmosphere, we were able to force ourselves to start a conversation.

A niece of the Song family is so difficult to deal with, let alone Song Jingzhi, a thousand-year-old demon who has become a spirit.

No wonder the only time Liu Yuzhou commented on his stepmother was with just one sentence: killing without shedding blood.

The men at the table looked at each other in tacit understanding at this moment.

Someone at some table suddenly exclaimed, "Wow! Look at those art soldiers over there!"

Everyone's attention immediately turned to the cafeteria entrance.

I saw a group of extremely beautiful and eye-catching art soldiers walking in, talking and laughing.

Each of them wore the uniform of the art troupe, had exquisite makeup, and was tall and well-proportioned, attracting everyone's attention like the most gorgeous flowers in full bloom in spring.

Gao Guohua took a deep breath and asked, "Are all the people recruited by the art troupe so good-looking in recent years?"

Wu Dongfang examined them carefully. "That's not right. I've seen several consolation performances this year, but I haven't seen these. Maybe they're from other military regions coming here for exchange?"

Judging from the familiar tone of their voices, it was obvious that they usually paid close attention to the cultural and art soldiers.

Zhao Wei joked: "You two who are in a relationship, please at least be more restrained."

It turns out that he often peeked at the girls in the art troupe, and when he saw the two of them, he had to report the situation to them.

Even Liu Yuzhou cast his eyes on the people at the entrance.

Victoria Song was sitting next to them and was completely ignored.

No matter how good his mental state was, a crack appeared on his motionless smile.

She looked at the eye-catching group of female soldiers at the entrance.

They are the members of Zhang Qi's group.

It does look much better than usual.

But, it’s just makeup, not a new head. How could these men not recognize her?

She said casually, "They're in the same troupe as me, and they all participated in this year's consolation performance. They shouldn't have any impression of me, right?"

"Really?" Wu Dongfang scratched his head. He really couldn't remember it.

Every time there is a performance, those cadres sit in the front rows and can see it very clearly.

Although the performers have good figures, their big red faces look so cheerful, they are not as pretty as these ones!

Victoria Song nodded. "Maybe it's because of the makeup. They're selecting people to participate in the National Art Festival this afternoon, and they hired a makeup artist this morning to do my makeup. It cost 15 yuan per person!"

"What? Fifteen dollars?"

Except for Liu Yuzhou, the three men present all looked surprised.

This is the first time I heard that a woman has to pay 15 yuan for makeup.

15 yuan is enough for their cigarettes for a month.

But think about it another way: if makeup can make them look like this, they are willing to spend the money on their partners.

Gao Guohua said sheepishly, "This makeup is quite magical. It seems that there is a reason why it's so expensive..."

"As the saying goes, a fair complexion hides three flaws. A little pearl powder on your face will naturally make you beautiful!"

While speaking, Victoria Song waved at Zhang Qi and the others, thinking of calling them over to show them to her cousin.

When you get closer, you can see how thick the foundation is on their faces.

Look at these men and see if they are beautiful.

It's not like I haven't seen them taking off their makeup before, so why are they pretending to be beauties?

But Zhang Qi and the others didn't even look at her.

And as they walked in, their features became clearer.

Especially the one in the middle.

Gao Guohua and Wu Dongfang stared with their eyes wide open.

It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a beauty on earth.

A pretty rosy face, charming eyes, red lips and white teeth, a real vixen.

Her figure makes men's eyes red.

She managed to wear the ordinary military uniform in a charming way.

Especially the belt in the middle, which is the finishing touch, outlining the body curves in a way that makes people imagine endlessly.

As she walked, her eyes sparkled and her waist swayed gently, as if she was stepping on people's hearts.



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