The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

The original plan was that these military wives would not come to the stage, only the soldiers would come to the stage and shake hands with the head. Who knows, it has changed temporarily.

"I'll go back later. Why don't you go to the front and watch the program first?" Gu Lingling said to Yang Yunhai.

This makeup can't be removed.

But fortunately, she was pregnant, so her makeup basically didn't change much, just pan her head and apply lipstick.

"It's all right. First find a place for you to have a rest." She has been standing all night.

"OK." Gu Lingling smiled and went to their dressing room with Yang Yunhai, Mo Hongying and others. There were stools to sit in. Just wait for the program to finish before going on stage.

Mo Hongying was also pregnant, but her pregnancy vomiting was severe. As soon as she entered the dressing room, she took out two oranges from her bag, gave Gu Lingling one first, and then hurried to eat one by herself.

Now it's comfortable.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose face on the stage just now." Mo Hongying smiled foolishly at GE Junlei and said, "I'm really afraid that when I stand on the stage, I can't help vomiting."

Therefore, she prepared some oranges for herself and squeezed a lot of orange juice on the collar of her clothes. In this way, she smelled when she felt uncomfortable, and her heart would be much more comfortable.

To say the most exciting, of course, is fan Cuiling.

"Sister Ling Ling, I'm still dreaming." Fan Cuiling smiled stupidly, "you know what? When I stepped down just now, director Zuo talked to me and asked me if I had learned to dance before."

"I said no, director Zuo didn't believe it." Fan Cuiling couldn't help but get drunk. "She also asked me how old I was? Sister Ling, if I told director Zuo that I wanted to enter her place, would she accept me?"

When he arrived, he opened his eyes and found that Yang Yunhai didn't know when he was standing next to Gu Lingling.

There is another man in the room she doesn't know.

Eh?

Fan Cuiling smiled restrained, "then what... I didn't know there was someone else here."

I'm so happy, so I didn't think much about talking as soon as I entered the door.

Now think about it, it's really lost.

It's embarrassing.

"Don't you want to join the literary troupe?" Mo Hongying said, "then take the initiative to fight with director Zuo."

Anyway, it's all about joining the army. What's the difference between joining the hospital and joining the literary corps?

It's better to do what you like.

Moreover, if Zuo Dao wants to be alone, isn't it a very simple thing?

"I'm afraid my uncle will be disappointed." Fan Cuiling was happy for one second, and hung her head the next.

What if I don't want her?

He is her only relative in the world.

"I don't think your uncle will." Gu Lingling patted the girl on the shoulder.

Fan Cuiling's originally excited mood also fell down.

"The next program is Han Ting's. do you want to see it?" Zhang Lanfang came in and said.

She's busy today. She put Yuanyuan in the quilt.

"OK, go and have a look." Mo Hongying sneered, "I want to see what kind of dance she can arrange?"

"Go, Ling Ling, let's have a look." With that, Gu Lingling was about to leave.

"Slow down, be careful of your stomach." Gu Lingling said with a smile, "Yunhai, why don't you go back to the program first and pick us up after that."

"Yes, yes." Mo Hongying blushed a little.

She seems to have forgotten her man here in a hurry.

Ge Junlei's face stinks.