Scavenging wasteland in the last days: I have fields, cattle and a villa

It can be seen that they have been dressed up carefully, but if two more colors are added to the makeup on the face, it will obviously be a painted face. However, everyone has many expressions, so it looks very ferocious. The color of the face changes as the face twists. Jiang Yuan is worried as she looks at it, will the face fall off in the next second?

However, the atmosphere was warm and the atmosphere was quite good.

After the opening dance, musicals, sketches, plays...

Various programs are emerging in endlessly. Watching them, I really have the illusion of watching the Spring Festival Gala in peaceful times.

Such a happy atmosphere makes people forget that this is already a wasteland era where it is difficult to survive.

How rare it is.

really good.

Even Wang Yutong, who is usually disliked, shines even though he is only a supporting role.

If she were in a peaceful era, with her appearance and background, she might really be a big star who could shine.

Two hours passed so quickly.

At the end, everyone was still unsatisfied. They looked at the stage eagerly and couldn't bear to leave.

The time of joy is too short.

After this passed, the troubles of reality began to hit, and for a while some people actually shed tears silently.

"The next celebration will last for three days. The government will open the food street for free for three days. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

After it was over, Wang Jinsong reminded Jiang Yuan in a friendly way.

He knew that she definitely didn't know anything, so it was considered very thoughtful.

Three days? Wouldn't it mean that people from the entire safety zone would flock to the food street? How crowded would it be?

It’s just that in these three days, I don’t know how much food I have to eat.

It reminded her of the slums.

The people inside eat and drink for free, but they still work hard to find a leaf every day.

"The slums will also send free supplies, but naturally they won't be unlimited supplies like the safe zones."

Wang Jinsong seemed to see what she was thinking again and began to explain.

"That's not bad."

If there is an unlimited supply, then I am afraid that the slums will be unrest, and it is more likely that some people will not want to stop eating until they vomit.

After all, food is everything in the ghetto.

Separated by a wall, they are really two worlds.

"We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Let's go have supper now."

The emperor didn't care about these things.

He only cared about how he could stay with Li Lei for a while longer.

It's only around nine o'clock now, and I don't want to separate.

But Wang Jinsong refused. He said that because of his age, he couldn't bear the trouble, so he let them young people play, and then he drove away in a shared car.

Just as he was about to leave, Wang Yutong caught up with him.

She had just finished the performance with heavy makeup on her face, but she changed back into her own clothes, a long white skirt. It was obvious that she was in a hurry and her hair was a little messy.

"I'll go as well."

She looked at Jiang Yuan.

It seemed that he rushed here just to see her.

The eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the eyes seemed to say, don't leave in a hurry, tonight's competition is not over yet.

Jiang Yuan looked very speechless.

"Is tonight's show exciting? Did you see the Flower Spirit dance I performed?"

The four of them went to a kebab shop together.

The emperor only had Li Lei in his eyes. The two of them really looked like young lovers and couldn't see anyone else at all.

But Wang Yutong only has Jiang Yuan in his eyes.

"It's very exciting, but my eyes are always on the lead dancer. She is beautiful and dances beautifully. She is really amazing."

Jiang Yuan said seriously.

"you……"

"But your singing voice is good, but the lead singer's voice is not as special as yours, and the high notes are not as good as yours."

Wang Yutong was so angry that she almost slammed the table.

Jiang Yuan said again.

Her face improved a little, and her face turned slightly red. Just as she was about to say something, a basin of cold water was poured over her again.

"But you seem to have a white voice when singing and have no skills. Although the vocal condition of the lead singer is not as good as yours, he can sing better than you."

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yutong's eyes became sharp in an instant, and she felt like she wanted to kill someone.

"Is there a vocal teacher in the safe zone? With your conditions, you can study. Maybe you can become a very powerful singer in the future."

This is what I say from the bottom of my heart.

Just as she wanted to prove to herself, Jiang Yuan saw that she was indeed hardworking and talented, and she was not a useless person who knew nothing.

Since she likes being an artist so much, Jiang Yuan thinks she can support her.

Even in the wasteland era, the value of artists is really not high. In the face of survival, they are likely to be eliminated at any time.

But tonight's celebration taught her that entertainment can relieve people's stress.

Otherwise, the remaining film and television music from the peaceful era would not be preserved until now.

Even if artists are very niche in this era, they have value as long as the safe zone still exists.

"What kind of vocal music teacher can I have? Anyone who likes to sing is self-taught. The lead singer Ai Jia you mentioned has a music textbook that her brother bought from the museum. She has learned some skills and is naturally better than us."

Speaking of this, Wang Yutong looked lonely.

"She can buy it, but you can't?"

There is not even a vocal teacher in this era. Is the gap so severe?

"Do you think these books are just off the street and can be bought casually? The museum only has a collection of them."

Hearing that she said it so simply, Wang Yutong rolled his eyes fiercely, feeling speechless.

"So it's so precious."

Jiang Yuan was also shocked.

It seems that the wasteland era eliminated all music, leaving nothing of value behind.

Wang Yutong didn't even look at her, he looked like he had never seen the world.

There are no professional books, and there seem to be very few songs left from the peaceful era.

The songs in her music library are not available in this era.

Looking at Wang Yutong, Jiang Yuan's idea of ​​​​letting music vibrate the safe zone is about to start.

Her dancing and acting skills are average, but her voice is really good.

Not necessarily, but she really has a way of making her into the most famous singer in the wasteland era.

"Do you have any points? I can help you find books."

There are all kinds of books in her space, not only books, but also videos.

It’s just that the learning conditions are definitely not as good as face-to-face.

But it’s better than the era when there was nothing, right?

But Wang Yutong's expression didn't show any surprise. Instead, she laughed at her.

"I'm afraid you can't even understand the music score, so why are you looking for a book? Do you know what books you can learn from? If you really had that ability, you would have become a singer a long time ago."

It seemed like she had caught the opportunity, so she sneered mercilessly.

Jiang Yuan's temper comes up right away.

In an instant, I felt like I was really being kicked by a donkey, so I thought of helping her.

This kind of arrogant, crazy and jealous woman, no matter how good she is at singing, her conduct is not that good. She is not worthy of being a singer.