Everyone was a soldier, and they were straightforward and spoke. Before long, the embarrassment disappeared and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

"Su Qin, it seems that I have to let you point out the instructions. Wang Zuruo has been unknown for more than ten years, but he became famous tonight. I was a little jealous of him!" Someone laughed and joked.

"I want to be famous too. Su Qin, please help me see if I have the potential to be famous!"

"And I and me!"

Everyone gathered up to surround Su Qin.

In the auditorium, the condolence performance is coming to an end.

Many peacekeepers clapped their hands and muttered: "Oh, the sketch in front is still fun!"

"Yes! I laughed more than ten times today, all thanks to that sketch! I yawned all the things that came after that."

"These people are really. I wonder if we have worked hard in the bullets for more than half a year, and our nerves are too tense. Now we just want to relax and relax well? What other classical dances are there for us to show us. It would be fine if the beauty danced, but she actually beats a few men. I almost fell asleep!"

"So too. If the battalion commander hadn't been in front, I would have wanted to chase people!"

Everyone muttered and whispered.

After a moment, someone suddenly said, "They can't go back tonight, otherwise, we will find those two guys and ask them to perform a few more sketches for us, or tell a joke!"

"Okay, OK, I agree."
Chapter completed!