Star II

On the day of the official performance of the play, the program group invited 57 students from the entire mountain village primary school, and they just missed the word "sensational" on their foreheads.

I understand the truth, but when I saw children wearing faded dark red school uniforms, walking up the winding mountain road, like a flowing red river, the feeling I brought at that moment was indescribable. of.

The leading teacher is a college student who supports teaching, his cheeks have already been stained with the unique blush of the Shanyuan area, and only his substandard Mandarin still retains the veins of urban people.

He spoke on behalf of the village and town, thanking the program team first, and then thanking the guests, which was very formatted.

Suddenly, a little boy reached out to grab Ruirui's hair, and Ruirui's head tightened, and then looked at his dirty little hands, and stuffed his head into Mu Haoyan's arms in aggrieved manner.

Liangjun, the boss of the child star trio, immediately opened his hands to block Ruirui, and the old god said: "Ruirui is a younger sister, you can't bully her."

The thick-headed mountain boy scratched his head and said, "My sister has something on her head, I'll help her get it off."

Ruirui raised her small face and said: "There is nothing on my head." Then she rushed back quickly.

Liang Jun told him that it was a head flower.

The boy stared at his round eyes and asked, "What kind of flower is the head flower?"

Liang Jun choked.

As I looked around, the girls in the mountain village either had short, uneven haircuts, or tied their hair with a yellow rubber band, and the only special thing on their bodies was the red scarf on their chests.

At this moment, hearing the little boy's voice, several girls held hands and looked over curiously and enviously.

Ruirui's mother, who was in the group, couldn't stand it at that time. With a red nose, she turned out all the hair accessories she was carrying, and asked Ruirui if she would like to share it with other children.

As the recording was in progress, a staff member wanted to stop him, but Director Hou stopped him with his eyes.

Ruirui pulled the corner of Mu Haoyan's clothes, and looked at her colorful hair ornaments with great reluctance, she didn't say anything, but the tears in her eyes fully expressed her rejection.

Ruirui's mother said gently: "You are a big child who is almost five years old. You see, those little sisters have never used beautiful headbands. Let's take care of them. Mom will buy you new ones when we get home."

Ruirui nodded and shook her head, then looked at Mu Haoyan and me.

"I'm almost five years old," she said.

Mu Haoyan patted her head: "Yes, you are a five-year-old boy."

Saying that, two people, one big and one small, looked at me together.

What can I say, I can only purse my mouth: "Almost five years old."

Ruirui grinned when she heard what I said, and then pushed her mother with her two small hands as if making up her mind.

"I'm an older child, these are for my sisters."

In fact, those girls looked older than her.

But no one will correct her right now.

I heard Director Hou order the recorder in a low voice, and later put a mosaic on Ruirui's mother.

I couldn't help but think about my mother, after all these years when my frontal photo wasn't exposed, if she also bought paparazzi photos again and again and suppressed my news until I was an adult.

I would like to believe that she loves me, but her love has never been conveyed to me.

My mother said that my father and I were the same kind of people, but it was not the case. If I were the same kind of person, I should play in the world and indulge myself, instead of standing on the mountainside and jealous of a girl under five years old.

Mu Haoyan walked to my side and said, "Xiao En, you are great."

I looked at him in bewilderment.

He smiled slightly and spread his hands in front of me: "For you."

WTF?

I twisted it, and it turned out to be a small red flower made of paper.

Mu Haoyan explained with a smile: "The program team gave each child a little red flower. After watching the show later, give it to whoever you like, and see who is the most popular among us."

I wondered, "Send it to the children, how could you have it?"

Mu Haoyan acted shamelessly: "I am also a child today."

Who wants such a worthless thing that is not easy to keep.

I thought so, and put the little red flower in my pocket casually.

It's not heavy anyway, so keep it for now.

For drama performances, I basically have nothing to prepare, just put on a doll costume.

Waiting for the staff to cue me, I went up to "Zhi Zhi Zhi", the first time I gave the skirt, and the second time I gave the tricycle.

When it came time to send flowers to see their popularity, Chu Binhai and Dou Kang, who played the villains, were rarely cared about, but I was the most popular.

It didn't even occur to me.

Dou Kang said bitterly: "We have worked so hard for a long time, so we are not as popular as a suit of clothes."

It is indeed clothes.

The children surrounded me in a hurry, pulling their tails and ears, and even sang nursery rhymes.

"Little mouse, go to the lampstand.

Steal oil to eat, can't get down.

Meow meow, here comes the cat.

Ji Li Gu Lu rolled down. "

Ruirui clapped her hands and laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes: "Hahaha, Xiao En Gulu Gulu."

I don't bother you much, whoever wants to be popular will suffer.

I gave all the little red flowers in my arms to Dou Kang, and I said, "Let's change."

Instead, Dou Kang took Joe: "How can this be done? It can't be done. Brother Chu, don't you think so?"

Chu Binhai echoed, "That's right, it's fun for you to be of the same age."

I looked down at the red radish dices, and began to suspect that the program group had set up a prank session for me.

Finally, with my strong insistence, the doll costume was finally able to be taken off.

My back was soaked and my brow was covered with sweat.

Mu Haoyan handed me a bottle of mineral water, wiped the sweat off my forehead with a tissue, and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work."

If I wasn't worried about the camera, I would definitely nibble on his mouth and make him work hard

After changing clothes and coming out, Aunt Lin gathered the guests together again, and then raised her royal trumpet.

"Actually, our little ones have prepared gifts for everyone."

Immediately afterwards, Ruirui tiptoed on her short legs and gave Mu Haoyan and me an envelope each, lying in our ears and saying, "We'll see when we go home."

After finishing speaking, I ran to my mother shyly, hid behind my mother, and looked at us with big bright eyes, not like the little girl who hugged me directly in the first issue.

The setting sun dyed the green leaves in the mountains orange, and Aunt Lin played the board for the last time under the burning clouds.

"Little Baby, Big Star" is officially over.

On the return trip, I followed Mu Haoyan directly to his house, and we sat on the sofa together and opened the envelope.

The same three villains are drawn on the two letter papers, but the accompanying text is slightly different. Mu Haoyan's is "I like you first", and mine is "I like you tied for number one."

The word "Mu" has too many strokes, she can't write it and used the pinyin mu, and the word "Xi" was also written wrong, and the word "kou" was missing in a crooked manner.

I was speechless: "It's really lazy."

"What about you?" Mu Haoyan turned his head sideways, his eyes reflected my appearance, "Who do you like first?"

I did not speak.

Mu Haoyan couldn't wait for an answer for a long time, and looked away as if nothing had happened, with no sign of disappointment on his face.

He said: "I will join the group next month."

I nodded slightly and said, "I'll go back to school next week to extend my vacation."

Mu Haoyan held my hand, put it on his lips and kissed it: "This week is mine, huh?"

The last upscaling coda is both lazy and sexy, and I nod my head halfway.

Mu Haoyan showed a satisfied smile.

I was dazzled by his beauty, and wondered in my heart why my resistance became lower after getting along for a long time.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of star insomnia;