For tonight's performance, we need not only a curtain, but also a decent stage background.
The program team borrowed the red curtain from the village head and tied it up on the side of the suntan.
In order to make the party more atmosphere, the villagers also brought pink paper to write the theme of the party for them.
But the people who write well in the village have gone to pasture and haven't come back yet.
Feng LAN looks at a few pieces of red paper for a moment and worries. What should I do? Although her handwriting is not ugly, it doesn't seem to be qualified enough for the people of the whole country.
At that time, Jiang Anzhi just passed by with a projector. At the beginning of Fenglan, he was overjoyed and quickly reached out to stop him.
"Come on, Ann. We need help here."
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Jiang An looked at her suspiciously.
Knowing that Mr. Xiaofeng had a follow-up, Jiang Anzhi had already worn a cap and a mask. By Xiaofeng teacher temporary catch strong man to write, Jiang An's also didn't shirk, holding pen obediently splash ink.
Feng Lanchu looked at it for a while, only to see that Jiang An's brush was natural and unrestrained, and his ink splashing was as smooth as a picture.
Knowing that the camera is photographing herself, Feng Lanchu doesn't gather around Jiang'an either. After looking at it for a few seconds, he carries the projection that Jiang'an has brought to him and continues to deliver the goods to Zhu zhengkui.
At that time, Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao were putting on airs.
Usually, Cui Ximing's team has done all the work by themselves.
Now that brother Cui is gone, they can only do it by themselves.
It's just that their projection position is quite high, but the tables, chairs and benches here are all wobbly.
Looking at two big men, Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao, once they step on it, they will not be able to bear it.
Feng LAN Chu shook his head decisively and said, "I'll climb."
Other people don't know what Xiaofeng's skill is, but Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao are clear. After all, in Sichuan and Sichuan, they have seen Mr. Xiaofeng's tree climbing skills, which are as agile as monkeys.
It's not so hard just to climb a table.
Two people did not say anything, one took the projection, the other stabilized the table waiting for teacher Xiaofeng to climb up.
At the beginning of Fenglan's life, she leaped up as light as a swallow. After balancing herself on the shaking table, she bent down to pick up Zhu zhengkui's projector.
I took the projector and turned around to put it on the wooden frame on tiptoe. Unexpectedly, a crisp sound came from the table.
"Creak" a, wind LAN early face a change, subconsciously want to catch up with the reality, but consciousness can't catch up with reality, the table suddenly fall apart, her whole person also lost the center of gravity, backward.
At that time, Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao were confused, and subconsciously rushed to the ground to be the meat shield of teacher Xiaofeng.
Wind haze at the beginning of the buttocks ready to bloom, who knows not!
All she felt was a warm glow under her.
Looking down, I saw that Zhu zhengkui and Cai Jiao were crowing under her buttocks.
At that time, Jiang An's head was bent down to write. When he heard the exclamation in front of him, he looked up and saw that Feng LAN had fallen down. Without saying a word, he rushed over and just blocked the falling overhead.
Fortunately, he came in time, so that fenglanchu could avoid the risk of brain flowering. Otherwise, not to mention fenglanchu, even Cai Jiao and Zhu zhengkui below her were choking.
Fenglan looks around in a daze, with an's protection on the top and a student's cushion on the bottom. I don't know why, she suddenly feels that she has no regrets about life and death.
Jiang An's calm face pulled her up, checked carefully, confirmed that teacher Xiaofeng was in good condition, and then relaxed her eyebrows.
The wind haze initial intention is not good, quickly erect palm: "this time really is an accident, I swear, I really didn't mean to go to the dangerous place to gather."