“Little Mumu!”
Zheng Yan cried out in distress when she saw her worn out paws.
Biting her lip, she twisted her head to look around at the staff, “Are there any more costumes ready to be displayed for the costume show?”
“I have one more here!”
A designer on the scene spoke up and handed the dress in her hand to Zheng Yan.
Without saying a word, Zheng Yan went back to her car and changed into her dress, went up to the square and danced with Nian Xiaomu!
Two breathtakingly beautiful women, dressed in colourful and bold outfits, were barefoot on the floor, dancing to the music.
Such an image was broadcast live, quickly attracting thousands of viewers, and then more and more ……
No one on the scene knew who shouted out, “Let’s go dance with Vice President Nian!”
And so, a call went out.
The staff members who had just been standing on the sidelines took the clothes they could still wear from the designers and changed into them, then joined the dance.
With the designers’ clothes gone, they joined in the bonfire dance in their own work clothes.
The sabre-rattling and mutual suspicion of a second before seemed to have disappeared in this moment.
All that was left in front of us was the bonfire and the people dancing happily around it, holding hands ……
The old employees in the garment factory, many of them are ethnic minorities.
This is also their festival.
As the pleasant sound of singing, accompanied by simple dances, resonates through the square.
The villagers, who were hostile to them just now, gradually changed their eyes ……
In a corner where no one was looking, Fu Xi clutched her freshly changed dress with both hands and looked at Nian Xiaomu, who was surrounded by the crowd, with tears streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry …… I’m sorry ……”
She didn’t mean to do it, but she couldn’t help it.
Her brother was the only family she had left!
She thought she was doing the right thing, just like her brother never told her what he was doing to protect her.
She was supposed to protect her brother too!
But just now, the moment she saw Nian Xiaomu wearing the dress she had given her and dancing in front of the bonfire, it was like a hole had been poked through her heart.
Only the cold wind kept pouring in ……
She only remembered to protect her brother, but forgot that Zhaoyan was once something she was willing to protect with her life too!
It was the ancestral craft that ran in her blood and nurtured her.
Fu Xi’s eyes twitched slightly as she suddenly stood up from the floor and ran to the young girls who had prepared the opening dance with her earlier, hugging them and saying something unknown, before shoving the dress in her hands, into their arms again.
Only then did she herself step back with tears in her eyes ……
Several young girls, froze for a few seconds over.
Back to their senses, they suddenly lifted their steps towards the square and danced the opening dance they had originally prepared.
The joy from the singing and dancing seemed contagious.
Or perhaps it was Nian Xiaomu’s sincerity that touched the villagers.
The villagers who were just standing around watching suddenly had people bending down to pick up the torches that had been discarded on the ground ……
One.
Two.
Three ……
In the square, more and more torches appeared and gradually gathered.
Again they spread out and formed a circle.
In the circle of light formed by the torches, everyone sang and danced joyfully.
Whether it was the villagers of the village or the staff of the Mo Group, by the end of the day, almost everyone had forgotten that it was a costume show and were holding hands in undivided revelry!
Off camera, the director’s gaze moved away from the monitor and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when out of the corner of his eye he swept up the rising number of live viewers and instantly forgot to breathe in shock!
