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at the same time,
The sky of the capital was lit up by magnificent fireworks.
The colorful lights reflected on every celebrating face.
A grand National Day gala is taking place in Tiananmen Square.
Huang Wenrong, dressed in gorgeous national costumes, danced to the melody with many other dancers. Every movement was full of passion and strength, expressing his love and blessings for the motherland with his body.
As the evening party came to an end, the screen switched from the hosts' shots to steel shells under a sky full of fireworks, and then from the dazzling fireworks to the faces of the performers.
In the chorus of "Singing the Motherland", we celebrated the 45th anniversary of the founding of the motherland.
The Huang family was currently sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring intently at the live broadcast of CCTV.
The whole family sang along to the beat.
“
The five-star red flag flutters in the wind
How loud the victory song is
Singing our beloved motherland
From now on to prosperity and strength
Singing our beloved motherland
From now on to prosperity and strength
..."
Huang's father excitedly slapped the armrest of the sofa, a proud smile on his face;
Huang's mother looked at the TV tenderly, tears of pride in her eyes.
As the camera quickly swept across Huang Wenrong, the whole room erupted in cheers.
"Look, look, it's my elder sister!" Wenxia shouted excitedly, pointing his finger at the TV screen.
"Yes, it's Wenrong! My daughter is amazing!" Huang's father responded proudly, but at the same time he didn't forget to complain: "This is much better than that musical short mother she filmed before. This one was broadcast on CCTV!"
He was actually a little worried about his eldest daughter wanting to act in a movie. She was worried about the hugging and kissing scenes on TV.
He was very excited when watching others, but he felt uncomfortable when he thought that his daughter would also have to act in the future.
Huang's mother gave him a disapproving look.
"What are you talking about? Let Wenrong do whatever she wants. You want to shoot but no one wants to use you."
"Hey~ I'm saying you're just trying to be argumentative, right? Is that what I meant? Aren't I worried that someone would take advantage of her?"
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Huang Wenrong had no idea about his parents' debate about his future employment.
As the night deepened, the fireworks display in Tiananmen Square was nearing its end and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Huang Wenrong finished the most unforgettable performance of her life and was extremely excited. She and the other performers slowly left the stage according to the pre-arranged route.
From a distance, I could see Jianwei already waiting by the pillar where we had agreed to meet. Huang Wenrong quickly handed the performance costume to the classmate next to him and gave him a few instructions:
"Xiaolei, please help me hand in my things so I don't have to take the bus back to school. Thank you!"
After the classmates nodded in agreement, they ran towards Jianwei.
"Hey, this person runs pretty fast. Why isn't she going back to school so late?" the classmate who was helping her carry her things shouted.
"Are you stupid? That's even a question. I'm not going back today. You guys go first."
The girl who was speaking had a beautiful face and stood out among the pretty girls.
Bai Jing is a Beijing native. She was picked up and dropped off by luxury cars at the start of school and received numerous acting offers. Therefore, her influence among her classmates was considerable.
"Look, Huang Wenrong is there." Classmate A said softly, pointing forward.
Classmate B looked in the direction and agreed softly: "Tsk, that's her boyfriend."
The three girls all looked across the street.
Under the street light, the boy was carefully putting a coat on Huang Wenrong.
Huang Wenrong looked up at the other person, a happy smile on his face, and was saying something with a sweet smile.
The bicycle parked next to the two people looked particularly warm and harmonious under the warm yellow light.
Huang Jianwei, the person involved, was urging, "Sister Rong, put on your coat quickly. My mom specifically told me to do that. She said the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. You'll definitely be sweating after dancing for so long. If you catch a cold, it's my fault for not taking good care of you."
Huang Wenrong smiled and responded while putting on his clothes: "It's not that exaggerated. You must have waited too long. You really don't need to come to pick me up."
"We won't have to wait long. The fireworks are closer here. Grandpa and my dad have already gone back, and my eldest brother probably hasn't come out yet. Why don't we go home and have some hot pot later?" Jianwei suggested with a smile, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Okay, I'm really hungry." Huang Wenrong agreed with a smile.
The two smiled at each other, then rode their bicycles together and returned to Jingshan Hutong along the familiar streets.
Although Wen Juan had given her the key to the Sanyanjing courtyard before coming to Beijing.
But Huang Wenrong hasn't lived there for more than a year. One reason is that the house is too big and she is a little scared to live there alone.
Secondly, she doesn't have much time to rest, and her aunt, second aunt and third aunt are all waiting for her to go back for dinner. It is more convenient and warmer to stay at her second grandfather's house.
As soon as he entered the door, Huang Wenrong was warmly surrounded by his third aunt and the eldest lady.
"Wenrong, you guys performed really well today. You even appeared on the live broadcast camera at the end. Your parents must be very happy to see it." Aunt San said with a smile on her face, her eyes full of pride for the younger generation.
The old lady was even more attentive. She first gently touched Huang Wenrong's hand, then touched her forehead, and asked with concern:
"It's not cold, right? You mustn't catch a cold. Soak your feet before going to bed."
Huang Wenrong smiled obediently, took their arms, and said sweetly:
"I am very happy because of the care and love of my aunts and uncles."
Her words were like a spring breeze, bringing joy to people's hearts.
"Rongrong, come quickly and have a bowl of mutton soup to warm yourself up. Your second aunt brought this to you before she went to the hospital this morning."
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