A master of national style who starts from yearning

Among so many young people here, in addition to Cai Wu Kuan, there is actually some relationship between everyone and the national essence.

Jiang Feng naturally goes without saying, after all, he is a beautiful boy with a national style, and he is a unique young man with a national style in his time.

Guo Qilin naturally does not need to say, after all, he is from the Deyun Society, and he is the young class leader of the Deyun Society, and he also has many years of crosstalk experience.

Xiaoju and Reba also have a certain preference for national style on weekdays, and have participated in many costume movies.

The only thing that has nothing to do with the national style here may only be Cai Wuquan and the younger Zifeng sister.

So now when I hear He Jiong say that he wants to have a party in the evening, everyone is also rubbing their hands and wants to show their talents well.

Usually, I just watch Jiang Feng’s performance, but now I also need to watch them perform well.

Of course, the person who values the most for today’s evening party is Cai Qiu, and this is a good opportunity to turn over.

If he can defeat Jiang Feng today, then all the haze before him will be swept away.

After all, being able to defeat Jiang Feng can be regarded as a real ultimate goal for Cai Xukun.

Not only is everyone in the mushroom house very looking forward to today’s evening performance, but the water friends in the live broadcast room are also quite excited now.

“Ah, ah, do you actually want to see Brother Jiang Feng say crosstalk?”

“What kind of crosstalk will Da Lin Zi and Jiang Feng present?”

“I’m more curious now about what other people will behave.”

“I hope that Teacher Mou Yanming can perform his ancient tricks again.”

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“Okay, okay, don’t think about the performance for a while, bring me the dishes first, okay?” Huang Lei said to the others.

“It’s coming!” Everyone else is now discussing today’s evening performance, and now that they heard Huang Lei’s words, they quickly walked to Huang Lei’s side obediently to prepare to serve dishes.

“Line up one by one and help me bring the dishes out.” Huang Lei said to the others.

“Good!”

Everyone obediently walked to Huang Lei’s side, and then took the plate of food from Huang Lei’s hand, and then served it outside.

“It’s so good, everyone is so well-behaved.” He Jiong was also very happy to see everyone so well-behaved.

Everyone walked outside with a plate of dishes, but when Sister Zifeng was carrying the plate of dishes in her hand, she didn’t notice the threshold under her feet.

Therefore, Sister Zifeng stumbled directly on the threshold and fell to the ground.

Of course, the plate in Sister Zifeng’s hand was also divided in an instant, and the dishes on the plate were also dumped.

“Sister Zifeng, are you all right?” Jiang Feng, who was walking behind Sister Purple Wind, saw Sister Purple Wind fall to the ground, and quickly stepped forward to help her up.

“I’m sorry, dish…” Although Sister Zifeng already had some redness and swelling on her legs, her first reaction now was the dish on the ground.

This dish is stir-fried meat with white shoots, which Guo Qilin especially wants to eat, and it is also the bamboo shoots that everyone went up the mountain to dig up today.

Now that she was knocked over like this, Sister Zifeng’s heart was naturally full of indescribable sadness.

“Don’t worry about the dishes, do your legs hurt?” Jiang Feng frowned and looked at Sister Zifeng and said.

“I… I’m sorry…” Sister Zifeng was at a loss while saying sorry, and then cried directly.

“What’s wrong with this?” He Jiong and Huang Lei in the kitchen were now serving food to everyone, and they quickly chased them out when they heard the movement outside.

“Teacher Huang, I’m sorry…” Sister Zifeng lowered her head and said sorry while crying.

“Why are you so careless?” Huang Lei was also very distressed when he saw the fried meat with white shoots on the ground, but he still felt even more sorry for Sister Zifeng now.

“I…” Sister Zifeng wanted to say something more, but found that she couldn’t say anything now.

An evening that had been quite happy, suddenly became heavy at this time.

“This threshold is really a lot of trouble, I will tear it down tomorrow.” Jiang Feng hurriedly helped speak, and helped Sister Zifeng up.

“Sister Zifeng, I’ll help you to the room first.”

Jiang Feng helped Sister Zifeng up, and then directly picked up Sister Purple Wind and put it on the sofa in the living room.

“Xiaoju, go get a drop and beat the wine.” Jiang Feng said to Xiao Ju.

“Okay.” Xiao Ju quickly nodded and said, and went to get a large bottle of bonesetting wine.

This bonesetter is not a bonesetter bought outside, but a real homemade boneset.

This kind of bone-setting wine is not usually found in people’s homes, but as an almost self-sufficient Meishan village, this kind of bone-setting wine is a must for every household.

“Endure the pain.” Jiang Feng helped Sister Zifeng get some bonesetting wine, and then gently kneaded her legs to help Sister Zifeng relieve the soreness in her legs.

Now everyone gathered around Sister Zifeng, and watched quietly as Jiang Feng helped Sister Zifeng rub her legs.

“Sister Zifeng, are your legs okay?” Guo Qilin looked at Sister Zifeng crying uncomfortably, so he asked out loud now.

“I’m fine…” Sister Zifeng barely held back her crying, and then looked at Guo Qilin and said, “Da Linzi, I’m sorry.” ”

“Say what’s sorry?” Guo Qilin was a little confused.

“Blame me for the fried meat with white bamboo shoots you want to eat.” Sister Zifeng said with a sad face.

“Hey, I thought it was something, I didn’t have to eat.” Guo Qilin was free and said with a smile.

“That is, if you really want to eat, tomorrow we will dig in the mountains, and there are still many in the mountains.” Jiang Feng also said with a smile at this time.

Although everyone said that it didn’t matter, Sister Zifeng still looked sad and blamed.

“Look at this little girl, come, let me give you a gift.” At this time, Mou Yanming stood up and walked in front of Sister Zifeng.

“Teacher Mou…” Sister Zifeng looked at Mu Yanming and said hello in a low voice, but the tears in her eyes still couldn’t stop falling.

“Obediently, girls’ tears can’t be shed casually, this is not tears, this is called golden beans, you know?”

Mu Yanming smiled gently, then stretched out his hand and gently caught a teardrop that slipped from Sister Zifeng’s face, and instantly conjured a garland in his hand! _

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