Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 255 - : Daton Festival

Chapter 255 -255: Daton Festival

“Daton Festival? Sounds pretty interesting.”

“I know this one! I heard about it from a friend, it’s a festival of an ethnic minority, as grand as our Spring Festival even. It’s quite a coincidence that Lili and the rest happen to be there.”

“Does that mean we get to enjoy it too? Already looking forward to it!”

“Watching a live stream and I get to learn something new; that’s great.”

It wasn’t just Jiang Yan; even the netizens were filled with anticipation for this festival that existed only in rumors.

Just past noon, people started to gather outside Jiang Li’s thatched cottage one by one.

Leading them was none other than Aunt Ying.

Jiang Li, startled awake from her nap, was surprised to see these people.

“Aunt Ying? What brings you here?”

Aunt Ying said with a beaming smile, “I’ve come to take you to the Daton Festival.”

“But isn’t the evening party supposed to start only at night? Are we going now?”

Aunt Ying’s smile grew wider, “The evening party does start at night, but you are our village’s honored guest, so how could we let you go like this?”

With that, she beckoned someone from behind, and immediately a young girl came out holding a basket.

“Sister Jiang Li, these clothes were prepared by my mother and the others; please change into them.”

Aunt Ying also explained, “Daton Festival is our traditional celebration, and on this day, we all wear our ethnic garments. You might be an outsider, but you’ve helped the people in our village so much that everyone already considers you one of us, so we prepared a set of clothes for you too.”

Looking at the bright red, exquisitely embroidered ethnic outfit in the basket, Jiang Li was instantly moved.

“Since it’s everyone’s kind gesture, I’ll gladly accept it.”

Hearing this, Aunt Ying was even more elated, clapping her hands vigorously, “See what I told you? Miss Jiang is so generous, surely she wouldn’t refuse our kindness.”

Then several older women pushed their way in, insisting on helping Jiang Li change into the outfit amidst much clamor.

All the while, Jiang Yan, who’d been ignored on the side, thought to himself: “…”

Am I just air then?

Luckily, Aunt Ying quickly noticed his presence and walked over with a smile.

Jiang Yan immediately struck a pose, even planning in his mind the words he would use to thank Aunt Ying for the kind invitation.

But before he could speak, he heard her say:

“Miss Jiang needs to change her clothes, and it’s not convenient for a grown man like you to be around, why don’t you step outside for a while?”

Jiang Yan: “…”

So, she was here to send him away.

With the sound of the little wooden door closing behind him, Jiang Yan squatted down in the corridor, putting on an unconcerned face.

“It’s just a new outfit, it’s not like nobody else has clothes. Uncle Zhao even made a set just for me.”

“Everyone keeps calling her Miss Jiang; anyone would think Jiang Li was the village chief’s daughter.”

“Just changing into a dress, is it necessary to bring a whole roomful of people? Men have it simpler; any clothes just slip right on.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA, Young Master, I can taste the jealousy through the screen.”

“I’m dying of laughter, Jiang Yan, you’re such a tsundere!”

“I bet even if Young Master Jiang were dead for three days, he’d still be too stubborn to admit anything.”

But in the next second, the viewers who had just been scoffing at Jiang Yan were suddenly abuzz.

Another person had appeared outside the thatched cottage.

“AAAAHHH HOLY SHIT, is that Daniu?! How can he be so handsome?!”

“AAAHHHH Save me, I’ve died from his handsomeness. I had no idea Daniu looked so good in bright colors!”

[Damn, I’m so glad I stayed till now, what a treat for the eyes!]

As the camera slowly panned, Zhao Lang’s figure gradually became clear on the screen.

He was wearing a dark red traditional jacket with exquisitely carved silver ornaments hanging from the front, gently swaying with the man’s steps, each movement clinking out a string of delightful notes.

Embroidered on the cuffs were bright red lotuses, seemingly about to come to life, complemented by the shiny, oil-black Buddha Beads at the joints, making the man’s complexion appear even more snow-white.

Despite the bright colors, he somehow exuded an air of cool, noble elegance, like a deity from the depths of the mountains, embodying all that is beautiful in the world, yet as solitary as snow.

A band of interwoven black and red satin wrapped around his forehead, with the ends of the ribbon naturally falling across his chest, flowing and dashing.

His features were gentle and handsome, like clouds scattered by the wind, ethereal, and with an elusive mystery.

Even his pupils seemed veiled with a glaze-like luster, refracting startling shards of light.

Even Jiang Yan almost stared in amazement at first glance.

Then he quickly got up and walked around Zhao Lang, inspecting him.

“Holy shit, Brother Daniu, you look amazing in that outfit, totally dashing!”

Zhao Lang smiled, “You flatter me, Young Master Jiang. I’ve also brought your clothes.”

He then handed over the package he was holding to Jiang Yan, and upon opening it, it was the very set of clothes that Uncle Zhao had personally gone to town to have made for him.

It was a very bright vermilion color, contrasting with Zhao Lang’s red and black; his was red and white.

Jiang Yan really liked it and started trying on the clothes in front of the camera.

“When it matters, brothers are reliable, not like my sister, who only cares about her own looks, leaving her own brother out in the cold.”

Zhao Lang instinctively glanced towards the thatched cottage.

“It’s quite normal for girls to take a bit longer to get ready; we’ll just wait a bit more.”

Seeing Jiang Yan didn’t hesitate to change his clothes in front of the camera, the cameraman, with a hint of speechlessness, shifted the view away.

When it came back, Jiang Yan had completely transformed.

He wore the bright vermilion traditional clothing with a suave flair, and his hair was also tied up with a red silk band.

His natural appearance was already playfully charming, with eyes that could captivate hearts, and dressed in striking traditional clothing, he looked like an unrivaled beauty of bewitching perfection.

The barrage of comments exploded once again.

And the photo of him and Zhao Lang together quickly went viral on Weibo, becoming the hot topic of the day.

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Suddenly, Jiang Yan’s followers on Weibo surged by three million.

Some uninformed netizens were stunned by the photo at first glance and frantically searched online for information about the two.

More and more people flooded into the live broadcast room.

All for the handsome men.

[It’s terrifying, I’ve never seen so many crazy sisters in a live broadcast room before.]

[Good thing I’ve been a fan of Jiang Yan from the start, otherwise I would have missed this face.]

[Ahhh I came here from the photo online, I didn’t expect him to be even more handsome in the live broadcast than in the photo!]

[This village really hides its dragons and crouching tigers, one devastatingly handsome guy wasn’t enough, there’s actually two, and both with distinct styles.]

Not long after, there was a stir inside the thatched cottage.

“This outfit looks great on Miss Jiang.”

“That’s right, that’s right, the hair still needs to be styled a bit more intricately.”

“If only my daughter could look as beautiful, it’s no wonder she’s from the city, her skin looks so tender.”

Then, the wooden door opened, and amidst the crowd, a graceful and beautiful figure appeared on camera.

Nearly a million viewers boiled over again—

Holy shit, where did this fairy come from?!!!