"Little Mumu!"
Seeing her worn soles, Zheng Yan cried out in distress.
Biting her lip, she turned her head and looked at the staff around her, "Are there any more costumes for the fashion show?"
"I have one more here!"
A designer at the scene spoke, and handed the skirt in his hand to Zheng Yan.
Without further ado, Zheng Yan went back to the car and changed her skirt, went to the square, and danced with Nian Xiaomu!
Two breathtakingly beautiful women, dressed in colorful and bold costumes, danced to the music with their bare feet on the ground.
This kind of picture quickly attracted thousands of viewers during the live broadcast, and then more and more...
Someone at the scene yelled, "Let's dance with Vice President Nian!"
So, there was a lot of response.
The staff who were standing aside just now took the wearable clothes from the designer and changed into them, and then joined the dance.
When the designer's clothes were gone, they donned their overalls and joined in the campfire dance.
The tension and mutual suspicion of the previous second seemed to have disappeared at this moment.
There is only this bonfire left in front of me, and people around the bonfire, holding hands and dancing happily...
Many of the old employees in the garment factory are ethnic minorities.
It is also their holiday.
When the melodious singing, accompanied by simple dances, resounded in the square.
The eyes of the villagers who were hostile to them just now gradually changed...
In a corner where no one was paying attention, Fu Qian hugged the skirt she had just replaced with both hands, and looked at Nian Xiaomu who was surrounded by the crowd with tears streaming down her face.
"sorry Sorry… "
She didn't mean it, but she couldn't help it.
She has only one relative, her brother!
She thought she was doing the right thing, just like her brother never told her what he was doing in order to protect her.
She should protect her brother too!
But just now, when she saw Nian Xiaomu dancing in front of the bonfire wearing the dress she gave her, it felt like someone had pierced a hole in her heart.
Only the cold wind kept pouring in...
She only remembered to protect her brother, but she forgot that tie-dye was once something she was willing to protect with her life!
It is flowing in the blood, nurturing her ancestral craftsmanship.
Fu Qian's eyes moved slightly, she suddenly stood up from the ground, ran to the young girls who were preparing for the opening dance with her before, hugged them and said something, then stuffed the skirt in her hand into their arms inside.
I backed away with tears in my eyes...
A few young girls came over in a daze for a few seconds.
After recovering, he suddenly walked towards the square and danced the opening dance that he had prepared.
The joy of singing and dancing seems to be contagious.
Or maybe it was Nian Xiaomu's sincerity that moved the villagers.
The villagers who were standing by and watching, suddenly someone bent down and picked up the torch that had been discarded on the ground...
one.
two.
three...
On the square, more and more torches appeared, gradually gathering together.
They spread out again and formed a circle.
In the circle of light surrounded by torches, everyone sang songs and danced happily.
Whether it was the villagers in the village or the staff of the Mo Group, almost everyone forgot that this was a fashion show, and they were holding hands and carnivaling regardless of each other!
Outside the camera, the director looked away from the monitor, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the corner of his eye caught the ever-increasing number of live viewers, he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe!
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