Seven Zero Materials: I am the Poisonous Wife of the Villain with Mud Legs

Li Jingran nodded, Song Zhiqing's singing is really good, she can definitely be selected into the art troupe.

He was thinking so in his heart, but his eyes kept falling on Leng Nuan in the fiery red flamboyant long dress intentionally or unintentionally.

After the performance of Song Zhenzhen and the educated youths, Li Jingran went on stage again and announced the names of Leng Nuan:

"Today's last program is, Xigou Village's man of the hour is an advanced personal warm and cold comrade, everyone applauds and invites her to perform on stage!"

As Li Jingran's words fell, everyone's applause sounded like thunder.

"I didn't expect that Leng Nuan would also perform a show?"

"No way? I knew before that Leng Nuan and Song Zhiqing were not on the same page. Song Zhiqing came on stage just after performing Leng Nuan. Isn't this intentional to challenge Song Zhiqing?"

"Hey! I'm blinded by coldness and warmth. We grew up watching her. Regardless of making money, she is good at it now, but she has to compare her talents with Song Zhiqing...how does she compare?"

"Nuaner is confused!"

"Isn't this embarrassing yourself?"

I just listened to Song Zhenzhen's song, and now everyone feels that Leng Nuan will only humiliate themselves when they appear on stage.

Listening to the exclamation in the crowd, Song Zhenzhen showed a hint of complacency in her heart, but she deliberately tried to persuade her:

"Fathers and folks, don't say that, I believe that sister-in-law Leng Nuan is still talented."

In a word, everyone immediately felt that Song Zhenzhen's neither coquettish nor arrogant attitude was really pleasing.

But Li Jingran turned pale in an instant: Sister-in-law Lengnuan?Is she married?Why is it not her man who is commended but her?

Li Jingran's fiery heart seemed to be poured with cold water in an instant.

"Zhenzhen, why do you have to be humble? If you sing well, you are good. How can she be warmer than you?"

Song Zhenzhen's dog leg, Zhao Chenjin, sighed in dissatisfaction.

After hearing this, Song Zhenzhen just smiled slightly:

"Chen Jin, don't say that."

Song Zhenzhen said, but looked at Ye Nanhuai.

Originally, Leng Nuan didn't bother to participate in this kind of performance. She, an all-rounder in the future, wouldn't know it.

But the more Song Zhenzhen wanted to embarrass her in public, the more she wanted to slap Song Zhenzhen in the face.

If I remember correctly, in the original text, Song Zhenzhen took this opportunity to join the Provincial Art Troupe. Since she has traveled through time, then I will change the plot of the original text.

Song Zhenzhen wanted to join the provincial art troupe, so she had to mess with her.

It's just that looking at Song Zhenzhen's eyes looking at Ye Nanhuai at this time, Leng Nuan immediately slipped a hint of doubt:

Her man on stage?Why did she stare at Ye Nanhuai if she didn't look at Li Jingran?

Ye Nanhuai's gaze was always on Leng Nuan, but Song Zhenzhen, who was standing beside Leng Nuan, stared straight at him, and he had to take a look at Song Zhenzhen.

A shyness flashed across Song Zhenzhen's face, and she turned around and sat in the crowd.

Leng Nuan glanced at Ye Nanhuai mockingly, she was going to divorce Ye Nanhuai anyway, she was lazy to care whether the love was Liu Xiaohui or Song Zhenzhen, otherwise this kind of doggy man who flirts with other women in the daytime would have to be ruthless Give me a hard pump.

Ye Nanhuai looked at Leng Nuan's mockery and expressed his innocence. He didn't seem to have done anything?Why did you offend her again?

Leng Nuan stood up and was about to go to the temporary backstage. At this moment, Leng's mother couldn't help calling out Leng Nuan:

"Nuaner! If we don't go on stage, Song Zhiqing sang so well just now, we can't compare to her!"

Although the applause was intense at this time, the people in front and all the art troupe could clearly hear Leng's mother's persuasion.

Leng Nuan just laughed mockingly, and said a word gently:

"The song is good, but her singing is really difficult!"

Four words are difficult to describe and elegant, and Song Zhenzhen's performance is instantly relegated to the feet.

Even Li Jingran couldn't help frowning his eyebrows.

"Wait for me to change my clothes!"

Leaving a word, Leng Nuan walked into the dressing room backstage.

Exchanged the speaker and the microphone clipped in the ear from the space, when she coiled up her long hair, wore a red dance dress and black cropped wide-leg dance pants, and ran onto the stage lightly with her dance shoes on, everyone was shocked again. Was shocked once.

If it is said that it is warm, warm, bright and generous on weekdays, then the red long dress just now is glamorous and noble, but now it is as agile as a fairy when it is changed into a dance dress.

Everyone looked straight, and even the clapping hands involuntarily stopped in the air.

At this moment, the scene was silent, and Ye Nanhuai could clearly hear her own heartbeat beating loudly.

As the soothing and beautiful music sounded, the warmth and coldness on the stage danced lightly.

Everyone looked at the elegant and graceful dancing postures of Lengnuan on the stage and almost forgot to breathe. When the music reached its climax, they sang softly with Leng Nuan, and the moving voices surrounded the sky of Qingshi Township in an instant:

"There is a beautiful flower in the world...it is the flower of youth and spit fragrance...clank and hard bones bloom...the dripping blood stains it red...the fragrance is all over the cliff"

The dancer on the stage is like an elf left behind in the mortal world, and the singing is even more clear, mellow and agile, directly hitting people's hearts.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Leng Nuan didn't respond at the end of the show.

Song Zhenzhen woke up with the system's alarm sound, and the hero Li Jingran's favorability for Leng Nuan exceeded her, so 20 system points were deducted.

Looking at the few remaining system points, Song Zhenzhen's face turned green with anger.

Damn, cold and warm, you really deserve to die!

Song Zhenzhen frowned, and winked at Zhao Chenjin.

The temporary stage was set up with a table. She asked Zhao Chenjin to break a table leg in the backstage early, just to let Leng Nuan fall from it when she stepped off the stage. Disfigured once.

Leng Nuan walked off the stage in a daze of everyone, but just when she stepped on the table on the first floor, the legs of the table broke suddenly, and Leng Nuan's body suddenly fell from a height like this.

Li Jingran who was closest to her hurriedly reached out to catch the falling cold and warm.

Leng Nuan didn't expect the table legs to break suddenly, and she was about to have a close contact with the earth, but Li Jingran's figure suddenly rushed towards her, and she knew that she didn't have to fall from the visual distance, and Li Jingran's distance would definitely be able to catch it she.

Seeing that Li Jingran was about to reach Leng Nuan's back, at this moment, a pair of clean, slender and powerful hands suddenly hooked Leng Nuan over his waist.

Leng Nuan closed his eyes, and his body fell on a generous, powerful and warm chest, and he could even hear the man's heartbeat.

After all, it is the hero of the original text, this chest is like an iron wall.

Leng Nuan stood up and opened his eyes while thanking:

"Thank you, Deputy Head Li, for your rescue..."

Opening his eyes, Ye Nanhuai's instantly pale face was filled with gloom and sullenness.

Li Jingran, who was standing aside, heard Leng Nuan's thanks, and immediately helped Leng Nuan stand firm through his sleeves:

"Are you OK?"

Leng Nuan didn't expect that the person who caught her would be Ye Nanhuai who hurt her leg. At this time, Ye Nanhuai thanked Li Jingran because of Leng Nuan, and she felt jealous for a long time.

Seeing Li Jingran holding Leng Nuan's arm again, his big hand suddenly clamped Li Jingran's wrist:

"Thank you, Deputy Head Li, but my daughter-in-law doesn't need outsiders to care about her."