Pampering Husband And Sweet Wife
Chapter 54 Shining

Delighted, the next day when she was making clothes with Yang Anxin, Ai Changhuan smiled the entire time, and hummed a song or two from time to time.

Yang Anxin looked at him and asked curiously, "Did you take some money after you returned home last night? Why are you so happy?"

Ai Changhuan replied proudly, "Even if I do, nothing makes me happy. The money taken in the house is still mine. It's something more exciting!"

Because the one he picked up was a man.

Yang An inevitably felt curious, urging, "Oh, then what's up?"

But Ai Changhuan refused to talk about it anymore, as he had to save a little face for Lu Zhanke, otherwise, he might not be able to maintain his authority. So, he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Anxin, your house is like a treasure chest, you even have a sewing machine."

"The army thought it was obsolete, so I took it home. In my spare time, I can sew items like soles for that soldier." Yang Anxin treated everyone here as his family.

Hearing that, Ai Changhuan could not help but praise her, "Anxin, you are truly amazing."

"Stop praising me like this, I'm flattered. Let's see how to make clothes."

Ai Changhuan opened the dance video again, familiarizing Yang Anxin with the clothes of others first, and then making her redesign the clothes according to their own needs.

In terms of costume design, Ai Changhuan knew nothing. So, Yang Anxin was in charge of the design while he was working as an assistant.

The progress of clothing manufacturing is very rapid. Two finished products were made in one week, and they were very successful, and only minor modifications were required.

To adjust as quickly as possible, they practice the dance in costume. Fortunately, Yang Anxin was not as nervous as before, and her dance was quite delicate.

Time was still moving forward, and soon, the day had finally arrived.

Early in the morning, three trucks came: One full of video equipment, another costume and props, and the last one a flower... No, the flowers are all pretty.

Ai Changhuan and Yang Anxin stood up and observed them at the door for a while, then quietly returned to the room, discussing the precautions.

"What should we do? Our opponent looks quite competitive," Ai Changhuan sounded rather worried.

"Yes, everybody's dressed up. Didn't you see the guard's face? They were all captivated," Yang Anxin said.

"No, we can't give up."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Uh. I haven't thought about it. What time does the party start?"

"It's getting dark in the mountains, so we're gonna start at four."

"So, are they going to have lunch here?"

"Yes, Pei and Lu should accompany them."

"What the fuck! Why am I eating unaccompanied?"

"How about I let my little son come here to join you for lunch?"

"... I'd rather have lunch at your place."

"Come on then."

"What will you cook for lunch?"

"I'll do......"

So, even though Ai Changhuan was grumbling, the nature of her foodie made her naturally shift the topic to food, then she completely forgot about what she wanted to do earlier.

At 3:30 p.m., Ai Changhuan and Yang Anxin brought the costumes to the General Assembly Hall and they rehearsed briefly with everyone, and then wait until four o'clock when Ouyang's deputy commander delivers a speech.

The first show was singing military songs altogether. The name of the song is Back from the Target Range. He used to sing this song during college military training with his schoolmates, but their voices sounded soft and less masculine. Now he heard so many soldiers singing together, which was extremely loud and powerful, making Ai Changhuan very surprised.

It was a pity that Lu Zhanke's voice was immersed in the choir and he could not hear it.

The next one was conducted by the Military Regional Hospital, a medley

of pop songs. Ai Changhuan thought that these medical workers were quite fashionable.

Because their show is set behind sketch comedy and song shows. As the sketches began to be displayed, Ai Changhuan and Yang Anxin went backstage to make final preparations.

As Ai Changhuan stood up, he whispered to Pei Mu, "Brother Pei, I'm a little nervous. Can Anxin stay with me for a while?"

He was really nervous when he said this, but it was because he was afraid of being caught lying.

Pei nodded, comforting him, "Don't be nervous. It's nothing to you. You can do it!"

Ai Changhuan nodded, then carried Yang Anxin away quickly.

They could barely rest for a while backstage because Yang Anxin had yet to apply makeup. They must hurry.

While trying to find a seat, Ai Changhuan looked at Ouyang Zhenzhen again. After all, one did not always manage to avoid his enemy.

Ai Changhuan ignored him and thought, “Even if you win, Lu Zhanke will not like you. So naive!"

Finding that he was completely ignored by Ai Changhuan, Ouyang blushed in anger. He looked at Ai Changhuan, and then turned around.

Yang Anxin asked, "Who is he? Why does he seem to hate you?"

Ai replied, "Just ignore him. Let's make up first. Don't move."

When the short sketch was completed, Ai and Yang had finished their make-up. After changing clothes, they stood at the entrance, waiting for the final song to be finished, and the host had to be on stage after the show. They are the next!

"You nervous?" Ai Changhuan asked Yang Anxin.

Yang Anxin gulped and said, "I'm nervous. How's yours?"

"I'm not."

Yang Anxin glanced at Ai, "Then don't shake your shoulders."

"..." - ".Well, Ai looks through.

As the two were chatting, a young man suddenly ran over and asked anxiously, "Ai Changhuan? Which Anxin?"

Ai Changhuan turned around and replied, "That's us, what happened?"

"The next show is yours? But the background music you downloaded earlier cannot be played. Do you have a backup source?"

"What?" Ai Changhuan raised his voice in surprise, "How could this be?"

"We don't know what happened either. It was fine during practice."

"What can we do?" Anxin was clearly panicking. "It's too late to download again."

At this moment, there was a warm applause. The singer finished singing and conveying her thanks, and the host will announce the next performance on stage.

Ai Changhuan asked, "Can the next show come first?"

"No, after your dance, it's time for the double dance scheduled in an hour. After the exercise, they went to dinner. Even if they could come, it would be too late."

Ai Changhuan was very anxious, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He handed me his phone, "I have a song here that can replace the source of the sound."

"That's very nice." The young man picked up his phone happily and left in a hurry.

"Anxin," Ai Changhuan held Yang Anxin's hand, "It's okay, didn't you already tell me in advance that you can dance without mistakes even without music? Then let's dance without music. Are you scared?"

Yang Anxin, who was supposed to be nervous, suddenly laughed, "At this point, fear is useless. Let's just do it."

"Good." Ai Changhuan made two paper balls and stuffed them into Yang Anxin's ears. He was afraid that Yang Anxin would mess up the speed because of the new melody, so it would be best for him to not hear anything.

........

The host said, "Let's warmly welcome the next show. The Peacock Dance performed by Ai Changhuan, and Yang Anxin."

Hearing Yang Anxin's name, Pei Mu was startled for a moment and wondered if he had misheard her when two women appeared on stage wearing white dresses with long sleeves. They were none other than Ai Changhuan and Yang Anxin.

The two posed well, and the music played slowly.

...

“When I grow up, I can only run

How scared I was to fall into the darkness

……”

This is an inspiring song. Although it was somewhat incompatible with the Peacock Dance, the faint sadness in it went well.

The noise earlier made the audience impatient, but this dance was accompanied by soft music, and somehow calmed the audience. Moreover, the lyrics reflected the inner voice of many spectators, so everyone was secretly immersed in song and dance.

This song is Ai Changhuan's favorite. When Qin Zhan left, he would listen to this one repeatedly.

The more beautiful things are, the more people are afraid to get them. This was his previous thought, but he was not sure if Qin Zhan could hear and understand this kind of mood.

Lu Zhanke stared at the dancing girl on stage, completely captivated. This was the first time he had seen Ai Changhuan dressed like this, which was different from a figure living in ordinary days. At that moment, she exuded a calm and beautiful ethos all over her body. This was almost the same as his vision of a wife in the beginning. She was gentle, beautiful, pure, and graceful. She looked at him, very drunk, as gentleness accumulated in her eyes.

Moreover, she seemed to know him better than her dance. To be honest, she was just a girl who craved a sense of security. What he wanted was a pair of large warm hands to comfort him and a sturdy, reliable shoulder he could repay.

Lu Zhanke secretly swore that he should protect Ai Changhuan until the end of the world and he would never let go.

And Pei Mu was completely stunned, staring at Yang Anxin. He knew a little that Yang Anxin should have such a charming side. He always thought that he was graceful and polite. It turned out that she had her own beauty, but no one was waiting for her flowers, and no one knew how to appreciate them. He began to ponder over himself, whether he knew too little about him.

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