The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng looked at Xia Bingqing calmly. Xia Bingqing herself was dressed brightly, wearing a clean green military uniform and lipstick on her lips.

When they went there, Xia Bingqing rode a car and asked Xia Meng to sit in the back seat of the car.

Half an hour later, Xia Bingqing took Xia Meng into the cultural station.

As soon as I entered the cultural station, I met a slim and good-looking girl with a long ponytail.

"Hey, Bingqing, you're back!" The girl waved to Xia Bingqing enthusiastically.

Xia Bingqing stopped the car, and Xia Meng jumped out of the back seat, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yeah, didn't everyone say there was going to be a dance party tonight? I came back early."

The girl's tone was casual, "Everyone just found a reason to have fun. It's not organized by the higher-ups. It doesn't matter whether you come or not."

"But..." the girl focused her eyes on Xia Meng, "Who is this?"

Xia Bingqing quickly introduced with a smile, "This is Xia Meng, my sister," with a hint of intimacy in her tone.

Then he introduced to Xia Meng, "This is my friend Ma Shanshan."

"This is..." Ma Shanshan's face showed a hint of confusion, pointing at Xia Meng, "The daughter your father raised in the country, right?"

Xia Bingqing nodded, "Yes, Xiaomeng just came to the capital yesterday. Today we are holding a dance party. I saw that she was bored at home, so I brought her here."

Ma Shanshan looked at Xia Meng up and down with critical eyes. She was wearing a rustic cotton coat and trousers, and a scarf covered most of her face. She was no different from her poor relatives who were enjoying the autumn breeze. There was a hint of contempt in her eyes, and she looked at her with a half-smile. He glanced at Xia Bingqing,

"You are such a good sister. If it were me, I would be too lazy to bring someone like this here."

Such people?

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows, what kind of person is she?

"Okay," Xia Bingqing parked her bicycle, walked over and took Ma Shanshan's arm with a smile.

"Let's go in, the others should be here."

"Well," Ma Shanshan seemed to have thought of something, and her tone gradually became excited,

"I got another tape..."

The two stood next to each other, whispering something...

The two took Xia Meng directly to the auditorium. Before entering, Xia Meng could already hear the noisy people inside, and...

crooked river

green hills

Nestled in a small village

Blue sky

bursts of floral fragrance

Why don't you make people yearn for you?

Ah ~ Ask about hometown

This lingering, pathos, clear and melodious voice... is Teresa Teng's "Love in a Small Village".

Good guy, it has only been one year since the reform and opening up, and these people have already started to listen to Teresa Teng.

Pushing open the door of the auditorium, the noisy crowd became louder and louder.

Until entering the auditorium, Xia Bingqing didn't look at Xia Meng again, as if Xia Meng didn't exist, completely ignoring Xia Meng.

Of course, Xia Meng didn't care either.

Entering the auditorium, Xia Meng calmly looked at the surrounding environment. The chandelier on the ceiling was very bright, shining brightly on the floor. The space was large, and there were some young men and women sitting around it.

These young men and women are all tall and outstanding in appearance. Some are laughing and joking in small groups, some are dancing in the center of the hall, and some are standing aside and eating snacks on the table casually.

Xia Meng stood here, looking out of place with the environment or people here.

As soon as Xia Bingqing and Ma Shanshan entered the door, they went to find someone they knew. Xia Meng was left standing alone at the door, looking lonely, as if abandoned by this gorgeous and lively world.

But because Xia Meng's dress was too 'special', she attracted a lot of people's attention as soon as she stepped into the door of the auditorium. However, most people just glanced at Xia Meng lightly and then looked away, and some Some people looked at Xia Meng with a bit of mockery in their eyes.

Xia Meng was not a girl who had never seen the world, so she would be frightened by such a small scene. Xia Bingqing didn't care about her, so she wandered to the table where the snacks were placed, picked up a piece of Mi San Dao and put it in in the mouth;

Hmm...it tastes good.

Xia Meng lowered her head while eating, but no one could see her face clearly.

However, these snacks were too sweet. Xia Meng felt tired after eating two pieces. She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her hands, pulled on her scarf, and sat aside to watch people dancing.

Having experienced the colorful nightlife of later generations, there was really nothing about the dance parties of this era that could arouse Xia Meng's interest.

She was just curious so came to take a look.

Now that his curiosity was satisfied, Xia Meng began to feel drowsy and listless.

"Xiaomeng," at some point, Xia Bingqing and Ma Shanshan walked up to Xia Meng with gentle and warm smiles, "Let's go dance together?"

Before Xia Meng could say anything, Ma Shanshan couldn't help but laugh.

"Bingqing, aren't you making things difficult for others?"

"If the country bumpkin can dance, we might as well retire from the army and go home and stop working."

As soon as these words came out, many people around him burst into laughter.

Xia Meng suddenly became energetic, stood up slowly, and stared at Ma Shanshan with burning eyes, "You said that if I can dance, you will retire from the army?"

"Are you telling the truth?"

Xia Meng's voice was soft and soft, like the soft words of Wu Nong from Jiangnan, with a delicate air of tenderness.

Ma Shanshan glanced at Xia Meng in surprise. She didn't expect that Xia Meng had a good voice. But after hearing Xia Meng's words and the people around her staring at her, it was impossible for Ma Shanshan to show weakness to a bumpkin, so she He raised his chin and sounded a little arrogant.

"Of course!"

"I, Ma Shanshan, never tell lies."

"Okay, this is what you said," Xia Meng nodded and asked Ma Shanshan, "Tell me, what to dance for?"

Seeing Xia Meng's eagerness to try, Ma Shanshan was stunned for a moment, then her face gradually became serious, and she looked at Xia Meng with a slightly suspicious look.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

Xia Meng's peach blossom eyes widened and she said with an innocent expression, "Didn't you say that if a country bumpkin like me could dance, you would retire from the army?"

"I'll show you how to jump out. If I jump out, you will be discharged from the army."

Although Xia Meng said this in an understatement, his eyes were extremely serious.

Xia Bingqing finally said hypocritically, "Xiaomeng, don't be joking."

Xia Meng ignored Xia Bingqing and asked Ma Shanshan with a smile, "Were you kidding me just now?"

Ma Shanshan had better save her face and ask her to swallow back what she said. This was simply impossible for Ma Shanshan, who had always been cautious and arrogant.

Although she was beginning to panic in her heart, on the outside, Ma Shanshan still pretended to be calm and calm, and even made a sound.

"of course not!"

"Okay," Xia Meng felt reassured and asked again, "Tell me, what are you dancing for?"

Ma Shanshan's breathing was messed up and her heartbeat skipped half a beat. She held on and refused to bow to the bumpkin Xia Meng, but she was not a fool either, so she opened her mouth and said,

"White-haired girl."

White-Haired Girl is a ballet dancer. Ma Shanshan has loved dancing since she was a child. She joined the art troupe and practiced hard for several years, and now she is considered to be a pretty good dancer.

In Ma Shanshan's eyes, Xia Meng is just a country bumpkin from the countryside. Can a country bumpkin from the countryside dance ballet?

hehe...

Xia Bingqing was happy to see Xia Meng make a fool of herself. She stood aside and gave a few false words of advice.

"Xiaomeng, you grew up in the countryside, how could you dance "White Haired Girl"? Please apologize to Shanshan. Shanshan has always been kind and generous, and she will not argue with you."

Xia Meng didn't even look at Xia Bingqing, but only looked at Ma Shanshan, "I can't dance "White-Haired Girl". You can dance a section for me first. I'll watch it once and learn it before I dance again."

Ma Shanshan? ? ?

Xia Bingqing? ? ?

Everyone? ? ?

This country bumpkin has such a big tone! ! !

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?