Chapter 1417

"Little moustache!"

Zheng Yan saw her worn foot and cried out heartily.

Biting his lips, he turned to look around the staff, "are there any clothes for the show?"

"I have one more!"

A designer opened his mouth and handed the skirt to Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan doesn't say anything. She changes her skirt and goes to the square. She dances with Nian Xiaomu!

Two breathtaking women in colorful and bold clothes, barefoot on the ground, dancing with the music.

In the live broadcast, such a picture quickly attracted thousands of viewers, and then more and more

I don't know who shouted: "let's go dancing with the vice president of the year!"

So, a hundred responses.

Just now, the staff who were standing by took the clothes they could wear from the designer and put them on, then joined in the dance.

When the designer's clothes were gone, they put on their work clothes and joined in the Bonfire Dance.

A second before the sword drawn, mutual doubt, in this moment, as if all disappeared.

There is only one campfire left in front of us. There are people around the campfire, holding hands and dancing happily

Many of the old employees in the clothing factory are ethnic minorities.

It's also their festival.

When the sweet song, accompanied by a simple dance, resounds in the square.

The villagers who were hostile to them just now, their eyes gradually changed

In the corner that nobody pays attention to, Fu Xi holds the skirt that he just changed in her hands, and looks at Nian Xiaomu in the crowd with tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry

She didn't mean it, but she couldn't help it.

She has only her brother!

She thought what she did was right, just like her brother never told her what he was doing to protect her.

She should protect her brother, too!

But just now, at the moment when she saw Nian Xiaomu wearing the skirt she gave her and dancing in front of the bonfire, her heart was like being pierced.

Only the cold wind keeps pouring in

She only remembered to protect her brother, but forgot that tie dye used to be something she was willing to protect with her life!

It flowed in the blood and nurtured her ancestral craft.

Fuxi's eyes moved, she suddenly stood up from the ground, ran to the young girls who were preparing for the opening dance together with her, hugged them and didn't know what to say, then she put the skirt in her hand into their arms.

Only with tears in their own back

Several young girls, stunned for a few seconds.

Back to my mind, I suddenly walked to the square and started the opening dance.

The joy of singing and dancing seems to be contagious.

Perhaps it is Nian Xiaomu's sincerity that moved the villagers.

The villagers who were just standing by and watching suddenly bent down to pick up the torches that had been thrown on the ground

One.

Two.

Three

In the square, there are more and more torches, which gradually gather together.

They spread out again and formed a circle.

In the light circle of torch, everyone is singing and dancing happily.

No matter the villagers in the village or the staff of Mohist group, when they got to the back, almost everyone forgot that it was a clothing show, and they were reveling hand in hand!

Outside the camera, the director's eyes moved away from the monitor and was about to breathe a sigh of relief. The remaining light from the corner of his eyes swept to the rising number of live viewers, and he was so shocked that he forgot to breathe!

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