The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

After eating and drinking, Song Tang regained his energy.

When they walked out of the Ice and Snow Food City just now, Zhou Jing asked her if she was tired or sleepy?

You know, Song Tang got up early today in order to line up, and he didn't stop playing for a moment this morning.

Under normal circumstances, Song Tang should have been tired a long time ago, but at this moment, Song Tang told Zhou Jing that he was not tired at all, and then sat down in the snow circle pulled by Chen Xiong.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing suddenly realized that she was blind to the truth and had overlooked such an important point.

Although the lady had been playing for half a day, except for moving when playing some projects, most of the time she was sitting in the snow ring and being pulled around by Chen Xiong.

This can be considered a disguised combination of work and rest. How could I possibly get tired?

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After touring most of the Ice and Snow World park, the sky began to darken.

At a certain moment, the entire Ice and Snow World suddenly lights up with a dazzling array of colors. Illuminated by the lights, the various ice sculptures and buildings are like a fairy tale world invading reality.

Song Tang stood there, his mouth agape with astonishment. How could such a beautiful scene be captured in a few short videos? Only by being there, as he was now, could he truly experience the magnificence and grandeur of the Kingdom of Ice and Snow.

Now, there was no need for Chen Xiong to pull her along. Song Tang cheered happily as she shuttled between the ice sculptures, while Zhao Rui followed her diligently, perfectly performing his filming job.

The world of ice and snow after dark is completely different from that during the day, and it can even be said to be two completely different worlds.

After playing in this magnificent ice sculpture world for a long time and taking countless precious photos, Song Tang was attracted by the huge noise coming from afar.

"What are they doing over there?" Song Tang asked curiously while sitting on an ice-carved step.

"From the noise, it seems to be the ice and snow stage where the interactive performance has started again." Zhao Zihong also looked over there and explained to Song Tang.

"Is it the group rabbit dance?" Song Tang became interested after hearing what Zhao Zihong said.

As soon as Zhao Zihong saw Song Tang like this, she knew she wanted to join in the fun. "Yes, that rabbit dance, Brother Zuoyou..."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go there and play too." Song Tang couldn't wait to pull Zhao Zihong and shouted to everyone to follow.

It didn't take long before everyone saw the brightly lit ice and snow stage from afar, and a large number of tourists and spectators gathered under the stage.

Because there weren't many people around at the moment, and Chen Xiong was leading the way, everyone quickly squeezed to a position closer to the front.

Most of the girls around were of similar build to Song Tang, who were collectively called Southern Little Potatoes in Northeast China.

Although Song Tang is from Meng Province, because of her mother Song Wei's genes, she is more beautiful than the little potatoes in the south, and speaks in a soft voice.

This is why she is often mistaken for a southerner since she came to Northeast China. Often when she explains to others that she is from Mongolia, they think she is talking nonsense.

When I was at the morning market, a man from Northeast China selling roasted sweet potatoes said, "Meng Province is similar to our Northeast, how can it produce such fine bran as yours?" I didn't believe it.

At that time, Song Tang was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Her current beauty is not only due to her natural talent, but also due to her wealth. In the past, when she was broke, she was skinny and skinny, looking like a poor peasant.

At that moment, the ice and snow stage was brightly lit, and the stage itself was ablaze with lights. The man standing on the stage, dressed in a large, flowery coat, was none other than the Douyin short video artist Zuoyou Ge, who exploded in popularity with the arrival of winter. He was a true seasonal influencer.

Song Tang wanted to laugh when she thought of what Zhao Zihong had said to her once. Are seasonal influencers okay?

“Dangdangdang~dangdangdang~dangdangdangdangdang~~!”

Song Tang and the others had just squeezed in and stood firmly, and before they could hear clearly what was being said on the stage, they heard the left and right brothers on the stage speaking in Northeastern dialect.

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the song of victory rings out so loud..."

As soon as I arrived, I caught a group chorus of well-known red songs.

"Singing to our beloved motherland, which will henceforth become prosperous and strong."

Song Tang's face flushed with excitement, and he sang along with everyone else on the stage, led by his left and right brothers.

I don’t know if it was because they were moved or some other emotions, but many people in the audience had tears in their eyes while singing, but they still had smiles on their faces. This is what people call tears of happiness.

During the chorus, Song Tang also noticed Wei Wu and others around him. Except for Feng Bo, these people usually didn't talk much, but at this moment they sang passionately with everyone.

Perhaps some things are engraved in their bones, and some marks are branded deep in their souls.

After the chorus of red songs ended, the audience burst into thunderous cheers, cheering for themselves and for our motherland.

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"Alright, alright, let's wish our motherland prosperity!"

"Now, let's welcome our mysterious guest. Let me tell you, we put a lot of effort into inviting him."

Brother Zuoyou was talking and laughing on the stage with the microphone in hand, and the little potatoes in the audience were cheering for him, while also guessing which big shot had been invited.

At this time, the background music started again, and the left and right brothers on the stage smiled and shouted to the audience: "Next, let us invite ......"

Just when everyone was anxiously wanting to know the answer, Brother Zuoyou on the stage smiled mysteriously, "Let us welcome Brother Zuoyou! Hahahahahaha......"

"Tsk~~~~." A uniform sound of disdainful complaints instantly rang out from the audience.

Accompanied by the cheers of the entire audience, Zuoyouge on the stage began his singing. It must be said that this old man is quite good at singing and quickly mobilized the emotions of the potatoes in the audience.

It's just that big flowery jacket from Northeast China that he's wearing that's quite funny.

The lights at the entire venue also dimmed a little, and countless glow sticks danced in unison like at a concert.

Because more and more people were coming to the scene, and many tourists from other parts of the park were also rushing in, even though most of the people around him were little potatoes of similar height, Song Tang could hardly see the scene on the stage.

Just as she jumped up and down to look at the stage, with the rabbit ears on her hat fluttering, Chen Xiong, who had been guarding her, suddenly squatted down beside her.

"Miss, sit on my shoulders."

Song Tang was a little confused. Looking at Chen Xiong, who was not much lower than her even when squatting on the ground, she said embarrassedly, "This is not good. You will be too tired."

Chen Xiong grinned, "Miss, you underestimate me. This is nothing compared to what I'm saying. I used to be much more tired every day."

After hearing what Chen Xiong said, Song Tang felt relieved and carefully tried to sit on one of Chen Xiong's shoulders.

The other little potatoes around him looked at Song Tang with envy. Wow, this big guy actually called the girl next to him "Miss"? It's really great to have a bodyguard like this.