After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

94 made a lot of money again

Jiang Yingying burst out laughing: "It's over. This guy took it seriously."

Xiao Wei wanted to cry: "I have made myself like this. Sister Jiang, is there something wrong with this guy's eyes?"

Jiang Yingying tried hard to hold back her laughter: "Not only is there something wrong with his eyes, but also with his brain. He's basically useless."

Seeing Haitao carrying the dishes to the kitchen, the godfather was dissatisfied: "Why are you teasing this child? If Xiaowei doesn't want to, just say it as soon as possible and don't delay him."

"I've said this several times. Even his dad has said it."

The godfather sighed: "Then this child is really finished."

After sending Haitao to the main road, Xiaowei whispered, "I really left the door open last night."

"I know."

"You know it?"

"It's not yet time."

"That's just my character. I'm really not worthy of your seriousness."

"That's my business."

Xiao Wei smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then gave another serious instruction: "Don't tell anyone about my dad's matter. And don't come either."

"No. We don't need to talk about other things, but this is as important as the sky. If I don't tell them, they will split me up."

"Something happened at their home. I won't go. I can't repay this favor."

"Who do you think you are? No one cares whether you go or not. You come because you are worth making friends with, not because of personal relationships."

Xiao Wei stamped her feet in anger: "This is moral kidnapping."

Hai Tao disagreed: "If I could really kidnap you, it would save me a lot of trouble."

"Fuck."

Xiao Wei felt that she was already cold enough towards people, so how could this backfire?

On the day of the funeral, not only did the group of psychopaths from the city come, but even Biyu Guixiu and the others came.

Upon asking, I found out that it was Qian Xiuwen who informed Luzhu, and Luzhu informed Guixiu.

It's convenient for these playboys in the city to have telephones.

Haitao and his friends simply chartered a bus. Since the roads in the countryside were small and mostly dirt roads, they could only drive to the town and get off and walk across.

This caused a sensation in the whole town.

The mayor took the lead in attending the funeral, and no one else dared to be negligent, not even Hong Haowen was left behind.

I prepared enough food for two meals and ate it all in one.

Xiao Wei was overwhelmed.

Fortunately, these people are not annoying at all. They leave after eating and never cause any trouble.

The second brother was indignant again. If he had this group of people with him when he got married, it would definitely help his father-in-law to rise to a high position and it would be so prestigious.

The dissatisfaction of Xiao Wei's relatives, friends and villagers towards her disappeared instantly: "Xiao Wei treats everyone the same. She ignores so many awesome people."

"Yeah. That's just her temper. She's been nice enough to us."

"She doesn't even give a shit to the mayor, so who are we, the country folk? It's already a great honor for us to be able to lend her grain."

"What's the mayor? Judging from their accents, some of them are from the city."

"How come this girl knows so many characters? There are many more than last year."

"Did you see the gift slip? Those people didn't even have their names on the list, just the word classmate. Over 800 people were listed at once."

"Why don't you put your name on it? How can I repay this favor?"

"How stupid. I didn't even plan to ask Xiao Wei to return it. I just gave it away for free."

"Fuck. She's just a little girl studying. What do those people want from her?"

"How would I know that? Did you notice that those people were very respectful to Xiao Wei?"

"This is a bit strange."

"I see. I heard that Xiao Wei bought so many peanuts and soybeans as gifts. They must be for these people."

"That's right. This favor is not something you can accept lightly. If you give a lot, you should give a lot. There's no need to be jealous."

"Xiao Wei is already amazing for getting those people to come to his house voluntarily. I'm afraid there's no one else like him in the whole town."

"Anyway, we have to be careful. We must not offend her, otherwise, we will die without knowing how."

"Why offend her for no reason? I need to stay away from her."

The next day, after the seventh day of mourning, Xiao Wei returned home under Jiang Yingying's persuasion.

After the memorial service, the second brother took out 1,200 yuan and said, "After deducting the meal fee from your gift money, there is still this much left. You can keep it."

The eldest brother asked coldly: "Are you sure you calculated it correctly?"

Xiao Wei grabbed the purse and threw it on his back: "I don't care if it's more or less. Just don't treat me like a fool."

No wonder some people say that cadres’ work is a disguised way of making money. It’s such a quick way to make money.

How should I spend this money?

When he got home, he gave Jiang Yingying one thousand yuan: "Keep five hundred to help me repay the favor in the town, and keep the other five hundred for later when I need it."

Jiang Yingying said, "Then I'll keep it for you. Tell me when you need it."

The Propaganda Department sent people to attend my father's funeral. The request could no longer be refused, so he had to take Shi Mingsong and his siblings and two little girls with him.

The four songs that have been submitted, An Inch of Mountain and River, An Inch of Blood and Slowly Singing, will be rehearsed and entered into the competition by the county propaganda department, while the other two are being prepared by the city and will also enter the competition in the name of the city propaganda department.

In fact, the county had already been rehearsing long before Xiaowei sold his autograph. The moves were also what Xiaowei practiced on a regular basis. Yinmei and a few others were the main dancers, and they were already quite mature when they competed in the school.

The reason why Xiao Wei was invited was that the Propaganda Department was still a little worried and strived for excellence.

After watching the performance, Xiao Wei felt that there was little room for improvement in the slow voice, and it would be fine as long as she practiced it until she was familiar with it.

The music of Mountains and Rivers is difficult to sing. It is very difficult to keep the formation and movements smooth, and it is easy to make mistakes on the stage due to the interweaving and flowing.

As a veteran square dance master, I can dance two or three moves to each song. I have learned from videos countless times and watched countless performances. Of course, I know there is a big difference between stage performances and square dancing.

Then just steal the one you think is best.

There are two large drums placed on both sides behind the singer, and an extra-large drum in the middle. They beat the drums from time to time in accordance with the lyrics, and wave the drumsticks with both hands when not beating. Only two male and female dancers intersperse between them from time to time, and hide to the side during the intervals.

The idea was simple and clear, with a very low error rate, and it matched the song very well. After only one day of rehearsal, it received unanimous praise from most people.

“It’s very powerful and matches the song perfectly. It makes people’s blood boil.”

"Damn it. The ones in front were all in vain. Who said the ones in front were made by Xiao Wei? Who? Stand up."

"An expert can tell whether a skill is good or not with just one touch. If you steal a little bit from Xiao Wei, you will think it is real kung fu."

"I've long suggested that Xiao Wei come to identify it, but you guys wouldn't listen. You even said that Xiao Wei danced that kind. Now tell me, which kind is it?"

They all prostrated themselves on the ground, and were furious, with their anger directed at Yinmei and the others.

Xiao Wei wanted to cry again: How could the performance with the most likes be bad?

Several people from the Normal College were even more indignant: "If we use this style, how can Haicheng win?"

"That's right. It doesn't look like a steal."

Qian Xiuwen scolded: "Idiots. It's because Xiaowei didn't want you to win."

"That's right. Otherwise Xiao Wei wouldn't have given them such a good song."

Xiao Wei quickly stopped him: "I did dance like that before, it's no wonder they danced like that. It's just that performing on stage is different from entertaining yourself."

Qian Xiuwen cursed, "I don't trust you. I now suspect that Shengshengman has a big problem, but you are just lazy and don't want to make changes."