The Beauty of the Art Troupe Mistakes Her Military Spouse

Meng Yingying, born into an artistic family, possessed a naturally beautiful voice and figure, making her the pillar of the art troupe. One day, she transmigrated to the 1970s, becoming the only da...

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Chapter 110

While most people held this view, Meng Yingying on stage didn't care.

She was simply immersed in her own world, and when the accordion music started on the second beat, her tense body instantly relaxed.

In a split second, she stomped her right foot, her knee shooting out, and the pine floorboards hissed and spewed up a cloud of dust.

It seems she briefly escaped through that tunnel.

But then the music started to pick up, and she was spotted by the enemy the instant she escaped.

Meng Yingying's face instantly tensed up, and she pricked up her ears, observing her surroundings warily.

At the same time, she raised one leg to the side of her ear, clenched one fist and held it above her ear, and pointed the other hand forward like a gun, her body taut like a bow, ready to pounce.

That was the vigilance and caution of someone about to be discovered.

The graceful dance now carries within her a touch of heroism and solitary courage.

Seeing that no one seemed to be chasing her, Meng Yingying breathed a sigh of relief. She seized every opportunity to escape, making three consecutive large leaps and landing as steadily as if she were a stake, each step making a thud.

The scene was silent, and she seemed to intentionally slow down her pace by 0.3 seconds as she fled and was chased.

Every step here felt like it was touching the hearts of the audience.

"Her movements in the first half were perfectly timed and rhythmic."

Wu Yanzhou stood up excitedly, "Even if she made mistakes in the beginning of the later movements, the part she just danced is enough to make her a legend."

Keep in mind that Meng Yingying only watched the videotape once, yet she managed to escape from prison by a third of the way.

This was already quite unexpected.

Although Ms. Li didn't say anything, there was a hint of shock on her face.

Yang Jie murmured, "I knew Yingying would never disappoint."

She knew that Meng Yingying never fought a battle unprepared.

Director He didn't say anything, she just clenched her fists and subconsciously said, "I'm really not willing to give such a good talent as Yingying to the Capital Song and Dance Troupe."

If it were any local performing arts troupe with the necessary resources, she wouldn't have sent Meng Yingying to the Capital Song and Dance Troupe.

With Meng Yingying's talent, she would be treated like a treasure no matter which organization she went to.

After all, whoever wins Meng Yingying wins the championship.

This was almost a consensus among them.

At the back of the practice room, students were also watching. Those who had previously mocked Meng Yingying for overestimating herself gradually quieted down.

Han Mingbing's sister, Hu Hongying, murmured, "Mingbing, do you think she can finish the whole thing?"

After watching the videotape only once, a third of it had already been shown.

Han Mingbing didn't speak; she just stared intently at the stage.

As the music reached its climax, Meng Yingying's movements became increasingly rapid.

However, the intense music was eventually interrupted, and sounds of searching and being pursued slowly drifted over, carrying a sense of urgency and danger.

Meng Yingying stepped to the beat, suddenly changed her movements, her upper body almost touching the ground as she moved, one leg straight up into the sky, and then she suddenly flipped over, spreading her arms like an eagle.

They stepped perfectly to the dense drumbeats, as if walking on a knife's edge.

Following the rhythm, she held her breath and listened intently. When she sensed someone approaching, she suddenly kicked the purple-gold crown backward, leaning her body back and kicking her hind leg over her head with a whoosh. Her toes brushed against her hair bun, and her legs opened straight out, lifting her into the air.

They perfectly evaded the pursuit of their subordinates.

Knock knock knock.

The drumbeats grew louder and louder. Meng Yingying followed the drumbeats, planted one foot firmly, bent the other knee and raised it, pointed her right hand like a gun straight ahead, and suddenly ripped open her sleeve with her left hand.

The image freezes.

The air suddenly became quiet.

I don't know who started clapping first, but someone shouted, "Bravo!"

The cheers grew louder and louder, almost drowning out Meng Yingying.

"She's a genius."

Wu Yanzhou stood up excitedly, walked around the judges' table, walked up to Meng Yingying, and grabbed her hand, saying, "Photographic memory."

Do you have a photographic memory?

Meng Yingying's face was covered in sweat, and she was breathing heavily. She shook her head and said, "I don't have a photographic memory, but I do remember the dance moves more clearly."

But it's far from being able to remember everything you see.

"You have a photographic memory."

Wu Yanzhou had already made up her mind, and without giving Meng Yingying a chance to refute, she said to everyone present, "Comrade Meng Yingying is the twenty-third student of my Capital Song and Dance Troupe."

This was the first time he publicly acknowledged Meng Yingying.

It should be noted that this procedure was not followed when Shen Meilan and Li Shaoqing first came.

If there were such a thing, then neither of them would have joined the team for over twenty days, yet they still haven't integrated and are instead being ostracized.

Li Shaoqing was truly envious. She said to Shen Meilan, "Meng Yingying arrived later than all of us, but she integrated into the group much earlier than we did."

That's real skill.

That's real skill.

You can't have it by envying it.

Shen Meilan pursed her lips and remained silent, then murmured, "We will too in the future."

Han Mingbing, who was standing next to her, turned away without even going up to her. After watching the match, she knew why Yang Jie had chosen to take Meng Yingying as her apprentice.

This talent is terrifying.

Yang Jie realized what was happening and ran over to help Meng Yingying off the stage. "Yingying, you're amazing!"

Even as her teacher, he couldn't help but feel proud of Meng Yingying's achievements.

Meng Yingying smiled. She walked a little unsteadily, as the intense dancing that lasted forty minutes had used up almost all her strength.

This was quite strenuous, so Yang Jie had to help her walk.

"Now that you've passed the assessment, I'll have Teacher Li take you back to your dormitory in a bit."

"Take a rest first, then join the training."

Meng Yingying thanked Wu Yanzhou and waited for her to leave.

Wu Yanzhou murmured to Yang Jie, "Yang Jie, I finally understand why you took her as your apprentice."

"If we're talking about having high standards, you have the best ones."

Back then, Gu Xiaotang so desperately wanted to become Yang Jie's apprentice, but she absolutely refused, preferring to leave the Central Ballet Troupe.

They also chose to refuse.

Now, seeing her apprentice Meng Yingying, Wu Yanzhou feels a sense of relief after all her hardships.

Yang Jie smiled, her eyes moist. "I was lucky; I ran into Yingying later."

Otherwise, she would never have returned to the capital in her lifetime.

*

After returning to her dormitory, Meng Yingying didn't rush to lie down and rest. Instead, she first applied hot water to her face, and only then did she feel like she had come back to life.

She was busy with her wedding and neglected her basic skills while traveling. When she danced this kind of high-intensity dance again, she didn't feel it at the time, but afterwards she felt severe soreness and swelling in her thighs and calves.

After resting, she didn't rush to integrate into the new group of the Capital Song and Dance Troupe for the next few days, but chose to observe slowly.

She always goes about her own business, practicing her dance fundamentals by herself.

On the fourth day, Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan finally couldn't hold back any longer and both came to find Meng Yingying.

"Yingying".

To be honest, Meng Yingying was somewhat surprised, yet not entirely surprised, to see Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan here.

What puzzled her was that she had been here for several days and had never bumped into the two of them.

Meng Yingying nodded to them and prepared to leave.

Their friendship, forged during their exchange program in the Soviet Union and on the train back to China, continued as they joined the Capital Song and Dance Troupe.

After she and Tong Jialan were eliminated, their friendship instantly broke down again.

Or rather, it's a return to the original state.

Meng Yingying nodded and prepared to leave, but Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan stopped her, "Yingying."

Meng Yingying looked up. "Something's up."

The late autumn air in the capital was a bit chilly. Sycamore leaves fell from Meng Yingying's head. Her face was fair and her eyes were calm.

This made Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan feel a little uncomfortable. "Yingying, I know that when Shen Meilan and I came to the Capital Song and Dance Troupe alone, you and Tong Jialan felt uncomfortable."

Meng Yingying shook her head, "No."

“I will feel disappointed, but the disappointment lies within myself, not within you.”

At this point, she raised her wrist to check the time. "Alright, I'm going back now. If you have nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Li Shaoqing immediately grabbed her wrist, "Meng Yingying, Shen Meilan and I want to rely on you."

This time, they made their purpose very clear.

Meng Yingying paused, then looked up at Li Shaoqing, trying to discern a hint of a joke on her face.

But no.

Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan both looked very serious from beginning to end.

“Yingying, we really want to rely on you,” Shen Meilan said. “The Capital Song and Dance Troupe is a dog-eat-dog place. Shaoqing and I don’t have enough talent, and we are always easily ostracized here.”

“You’re different. You’re a genius. They all respect you.”

In the past few days, they have discovered that Meng Yingying is also a newcomer, but those who used to bully them do not dare to act recklessly in front of Meng Yingying.

Because Meng Yingying is a genius, she has the ability.

These people respected those with strength, and they were also wary of the people behind Meng Yingying.

After she displayed her talent, Wu Yanzhou began to take notice of her behind the scenes.

Not only her, but also Yang Jie, and those people in the song and dance troupe who used to not be involved much, all came out.

All eyes were on Meng Yingying.

They wanted to know whether the Capital Song and Dance Troupe, which had been suppressed by the Central Ballet for so many years, could see a turning point after the arrival of Meng Yingying.

Therefore, their laissez-faire approach to raising Meng Yingying during this period is the best proof.

Meng Yingying was fearless in the face of this. She even declared that anyone dissatisfied with her joining could challenge her at any time. As the reigning champion, she would accept challenges while also defending the ring.

The news caused an uproar throughout the entire Capital Song and Dance Troupe.

That's why Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan decided to come and find her.

Meng Yingying understood, "Because you are being bullied here, you want to rely on me and want me to protect you here."

Although it was a bit crude, at this point, Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan couldn't deny it anymore.

They nodded somewhat awkwardly.

Meng Yingying shook her head. "You've got the wrong person."

"Shaoqing, Meilan, I won't stay in the Capital Song and Dance Troupe for too long."

Qi Donghan is stationed in Harbin.

Her home is also in Harbin, where the team is stationed.

Upon hearing this, Li Shaoqing and Shen Meilan were taken aback. "You're going back to Harbin to be stationed with the team?"

They were all puzzled. Having finally escaped from a small town, why would they want to go back?

Meng Yingying hummed in agreement, "My roots are over there."

"I'm just here to study."

"So you've come to the wrong person."

Meng Yingying nodded to them and left. This time, neither Li Shaoqing nor Shen Meilan stopped her.

Only after Meng Yingying's figure had almost disappeared from sight did Li Shaoqing murmur, "Shen Meilan, Meng Yingying is much more clear-headed than us."

"Do you think she was wrong, or we were wrong?"

Shen Meilan couldn't answer this question. She shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Before coming to the Capital Song and Dance Troupe, they all longed to be here and regarded the Capital Song and Dance Troupe as their lifelong pursuit, but after arriving here...

They discovered that the place was far from as wonderful as they had imagined.

"I don't know if her decision was right or wrong, but I do know that Meng Yingying is amazing."

Whether it's in terms of talent or decision-making.

She always seemed to be ahead of them.

On the seventh day after Meng Yingying arrived at the Capital Song and Dance Troupe, she received two letters.

A letter was sent by Qi Donghan.

A letter was sent by Tong Jialan.

She first opened Tong Jialan's letter. Throughout the letter, she saw Tong Jialan's blessings and felt envy, but not jealousy.

Clutching the letter, Meng Yingying sighed softly, "If only the Capital Song and Dance Troupe could recruit from local performing arts troupes."

In that case, Tong Jialan can come too.

Moreover, talented people from all over the country can come, instead of the current situation where the people of the Capital Song and Dance Troupe are struggling repeatedly in the mud.

Unfortunately, Meng Yingying couldn't make decisions at this level.

She opened the second letter.

The second letter contained only two blank sheets of paper, plus fifty catties of national grain coupons.

There was no mention of longing or anticipation of return.

It was just a blank sheet of paper.

This made Meng Yingying's heart skip a beat, and she murmured, "Qi Donghan."

Are you thinking of me?

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Author's note: Qi Tuan: No, I dare not think about it.

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