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    chapter 15

    At the party, Ruan Nianchu's show was ranked fourth from the bottom. She changed into a dress and put on heavy makeup, and sat backstage waiting.  There was a lot of noise around, and the dancers who came back from the stage were very excited and gathered together to take selfies.

    Occasionally there are a few acquaintances who pull her into the camera.

    Listening to the sound of the shutter clicking, she pouted and stared like scissorhands.  After the shooting, a colleague sent the photos to her via WeChat.

    Ruan Nianchu glanced at the phone.  The girls inside are all youthful and beautiful. Her face is so charming and charming that she still stands out among a bunch of beauties.

    It is an indisputable fact that she is beautiful.

    So she was a little puzzled, and didn't understand how Li Teng managed to have no impression of her.  She lamented his poor memory.

    At this time, the caller came and shouted loudly at the door of the dressing room: "The actors of the solo show! Are the actors of the solo show here?"

    "exist."

    "It's your turn soon, hurry up!" Ruan Nianchu was rushed to the meeting place by the attendant like a duck, so she had no choice but to trot.  At night, the lights were dark, and the sound of her stilettos stepping on the concrete floor rattled, and when she was going up the steps, she suddenly sprained.

    The ankle hurts.  Ruan Nianchu frowned, and took a deep breath.

    The person who urged the scene frowned even tighter than her, "What's wrong with you?"

    Ruan Nianchu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he closed his eyes for a while, and waited for the pain to subside a little before shaking his head and saying, "I sprained a bit, it's okay." Enduring the pain, he walked to the back of the stage, ready to go on stage.

    That person was a little worried, ran over and asked in a low voice, "Are you really all right?"

    She waved her hand, took the microphone from the staff, pulled her lips, and adjusted her smile.  The rush personnel then left.

    Now it is the part of the host's announcement. Li Xiaoyan's sweet voice resounded through the entire venue, saying: "Next, the singers of the Yuncheng Military Region Performance Troupe will bring us the Voice of the Motherland series, "Autumn¡ªHow Pamir is My Hometown?"  Beauty". Please Ruan Nianchu!"

    The female host's pronunciation was very clear, and the audience was very quiet.  Everyone present heard her name.

    She walked onto the stage, and there was thunderous applause.

    Ruan Nianchu smiled towards the auditorium.  It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly.  When the music started, she endured the pain and opened her mouth. The clear soprano, the first note, amazed the audience.  The light of the spotlight was dazzling, and everyone could see that the young singer was smiling, and his pale complexion and fine cold sweat were very clear.

    The chief director finally smiled at her.

    A majestic song with a unique rhythm, expressing the praise of Tajik and other ethnic minorities for their hometown and their enthusiasm for border soldiers.  It is suitable for the situation and the scene.

    In the last transition, she completed the tune smoothly and in one go, with perfect pitch and rhythm.

    There was applause again in the venue.  Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the singer exited the stage gracefully.  But as soon as she left the audience's sight, the smile on her face couldn't hold back. There happened to be a pillar beside her, and she reached out to hold it.

    Ruan Nianchu felt that those actors who appeared on stage with injuries and illnesses were really not ordinary greats.  For the first time, she discovered in herself the revolutionary spirit of the Red Army's fearless expedition.

    The last part of the party was a group photo of all the cast and crew and the big leaders present on the stage.  Ruan Nianchu's seat had already been arranged, so she couldn't go if she didn't go, so after the show ended, she could only limp backstage and wait.

    She carefully took off her high heels.  Tsk.  With just one glance, he retracted his gaze and couldn't bear to look directly.

    The sprain was serious, and it was not dealt with in time. At this time, it was already a little red and swollen.

    Ruan Nianchu tried to move.  Fortunately, no bones were injured.  A passing dancer saw her feet, took an exaggerated breath, and said in surprise: "Oh, why are your feet like this? Tell the director to go back and rest first."

    Ruan Nianchu smiled, thanking her for her concern.  If the chief director is easy to talk, then she is not the chief director, and on this occasion tonight, the sky is full of gods and Buddhas, so there is no room for her to speak.

    Small people are destined to make sacrifices for big people. This is a natural law, and she has figured it out a long time ago.

    It didn't take long for the urging people to come.

    The actors of each show lined up in the order they were arranged. A girl standing on Ruan Nianchu's left saw that she was inconvenient to move, and kindly helped her to move forward.

    Amidst the music of "Unforgettable Tonight", fireworks were sprayed from both sides of the stage, everyone took their positions, Ruan Nianchu bit his lip, limped to the side of the male host, and stood still.

    The big leaders stepped onto the stage one after another.  Out of convention, every passing actor, the leadersSeeing Mother Ruan narrowing her eyes with a smile, she said cheerfully, "How is it? Do you like the surprise I gave you?"

    Listening to his mother's funny pronunciation, Ruan Nianchu silently rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

    Seeing her daughter like this, Mother Ruan couldn't hold back the smile on her face, and frowned, "Inappropriate? Is it because the other party is too old to talk to?"

    Ruan Nianchu said, "No."

    Ruan's mother was very anxious, "Is there a play or no play?"

    Ruan Nianchu rested his chin on one hand, looked at the night outside the window and thought seriously, then shook his head after a while and said, "I don't know."

    After she finished speaking, Ruan's mother's eyes showed a gleam of joy.  The bet is right, Ruan's mother knows this girl, but if she doesn't know, it's just a joke.

    *

    In the blink of an eye, two weeks have passed since the blind date with Li Teng.  During this period of time, the WeChat account 0714, which she had mistaken for a banker man, only sent a message once that night.  The content is: Your key fob was left in my car.

    Ruan Nianchu looked at her key chain and found it really was, so he replied embarrassingly: Oh.  That is not important, please throw it away for me.  Thanks.

    0714 did not reply again.

    Just like Ruan Nianchu's ex-boyfriend, the lost keychain was forgotten by her in a blink of an eye.  However, what Ruan Nianchu didn't expect was that just two weeks later on Sunday, these two insignificant things would reappear at the same time.

    It was a sunny and calm afternoon.

    Qiao Yufei originally asked Ruan Nianchu to have afternoon tea, but she let her go because of something urgent.  At that time, she was already in the western restaurant and had just ordered two coffees and desserts.

    Things can't be returned, so just leave, it seems too wasteful.  So Ruan Nianchu took out her mobile phone and looked for a friend who could have afternoon tea with her on WeChat.

    After searching and searching, a blank avatar flashed out¡ª¡ª

    Where.

    Ruan Nianchu was slightly startled, and after a few seconds of reaction, he remembered who this number was, raised his eyebrows, and replied:

    ¡ª¡ªModrell Western Restaurant¡ª¡ª

    with who¡ª¡ª

    ¡­¡­Own-

    I'll be there in ten minutes.

    "" Ruan Nianchu was stunned, and after a while he typed out a few words: What do you want from me?

    This time, Li Teng was probably already driving, because of the voice he replied directly.  Ruan Nianchu turned it on, and a deep voice came out of the receiver, coldly: "Return your keychain."

    She was speechless.  After thinking about it again, come and come, anyway, everyone eats the same after ordering.  Take it as a gift to return his blind date meal.

    Thinking so, Ruan Nianchu quit WeChat, opened a mobile game, and started playing.  She downloaded this game just the day before yesterday. In the circle of friends, almost all the girls in their twenties play this game.  In layman's terms, raising men in the game is similar to buying a pet machine and raising penguins when I was a child.

    A must for a single dog, it suits her very well.

    After playing for a while, a burst of conversation between men and women drifted in from the door of the restaurant.  The female voice complained coquettishly, "This damn weather, it's going to kill me when I go shopping for a while." The male voice was vaguely impatient, "It won't be hot when you go in."

    Ruan Nianchu's eyes were attracted, he left the phone and looked towards the door.

    Elites match beauties, mistresses match scumbags.

    She was startled.  Then, when he saw the black jeep stopped at the door, his eyes widened slightly.  That is Li Teng's car.  Intuition told Ruan Nianchu that the afternoon tea that Qiao Yufei missed would definitely be wonderful.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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