Chapter 383 It's Not Disgraceful
Lin Anan's fingers rested lightly on Chu Mingzhou's palm, tapping slightly to the tune.
Chu Mingzhou stretched out his hands to make her tapping more comfortable.
On the stage, Lin Zihuai's fingers flew on the piano keys, and as the bellows opened and closed, the passionate accompaniment and Du Juan's clear singing intertwined into a web, enveloping everyone.
"Sister-in-law, this song was originally written by Zihuai. What do you think?" Lu Qing leaned closer and lowered his voice.
Lin Anan nodded slightly, "Not bad."
"Not bad, right? He added the tune of Northwest folk songs to it, which is very distinctive."
Chu Mingzhou brought Lin Anan closer to him unnoticeably, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qing had changed.
Lu Qing was completely unaware.
When the song ended, the audience burst into applause.
Lin Zihuai and his group saluted the audience and left the stage.
The following performances were also brilliant. The skit "Snowy Mail Road" drew laughter from the audience, and the dance "Song of Wheat Waves" spread the joy of the harvest all over the stage...
Each show is indeed exciting.
Lin Anan felt a little tired from sitting, so she leaned against Chu Mingzhou.
When the melody of the finale "The East is Red" sounded, Lin Zihuai took the stage again.
"The East is Red, the Sun is Rising..."
The simple lyrics hide the expectations of the common people. When the song reaches its climax, many soldiers in the audience spontaneously sing along. Their voices gather into a river, breaking through the roof of the auditorium and going straight into the sky.
To say it wasn't shocking would be a lie.
After all the programs were over, all members of the art troupe went on stage.
The stage ceiling lights illuminated the entire auditorium as bright as day. The members of the art troupe lined up in an orderly manner, each standing straight with a happy smile on their face.
Commander Zheng was the first to stand up and applaud. The applause spread across the entire auditorium like a tide. Lin Anan was also gently helped up by Chu Mingzhou and clapped his hands in approval.
The head of the art troupe expressed his gratitude, "The success of this charity performance is inseparable from the efforts of every comrade..."
After the team leader finishes speaking, the award ceremony will begin.
Before Lin Anan's smile faded, she saw a round-faced girl behaving strangely not far away.
"Lin Zihuai!" She kept pushing towards the front of the stage, not listening to what others said. She stared straight at Lin Zihuai and shouted his name loudly.
Lin Anan:?
This is a performance by an art troupe, not a future star-chasing concert.
The little girl's reckless behavior attracted the attention of many people in the auditorium.
Lin Zihuai and everyone on the stage looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What did she call me for?"
“I don’t know!”
The round-faced girl moved forward a little, but was stopped by Minister Bailing.
"Lin Zihuai, it's me! I'm Wu Jiao! Do you still remember me? We knew each other before."
Lin Zihuai frowned and looked at her, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know you."
Wu Jiao immediately praised her face, "It's only been a month, and you don't recognize me? You are too heartless."
After these words were spoken, everyone around the two fell silent.
Bai Ling frowned. Now was the end of the art troupe, and so many people were watching. How could she be allowed to act recklessly? No matter what the situation was between this little girl and Lin Zihuai, they had to control it immediately.
Bailing and Lu Qing looked at each other and nodded. Immediately, people from the art troupe came forward and pulled the people away.
"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? He and I are not at odds with each other, why do you have to go backstage and talk about it..."
The sudden noise in the auditorium was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the solemnity of the celebration ceremony.
Lin Anan subconsciously clenched Chu Mingzhou's hand and stared at the girl.
Wu Jiao broke free from the troupe members' pull, pointed at Lin Zihuai with messy hair, and her clothes tilted to one side with her violent movements: "When you performed in Henan Province, I went to almost every show! I also gave you a scarf that I knitted by hand!"
Lin Zihuai had a bewildered look on his face, while Du Juan beside him had white knuckles from gripping the microphone.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Commander Zheng's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character. He raised his hand to signal the staff to maintain order.
Lin Anan stood up and was about to go over, but Chu Mingzhou grabbed her and pulled her back, "Wait a minute, they can handle it."
"She is ruining Zihuai's reputation. He finally won a third-class merit and is just waiting for a successful conclusion!"
"It's okay. We can't let him get into trouble."
Bai Ling was quick to pull him backstage and said, "Comrade, the performance is over. Please do not interfere with the normal process. If you have something to say to Comrade Lin, please wait backstage."
Wu Jiao didn't buy her tricks and suddenly shouted, "Dad! Take care of them!"
Following the cry, the crowd automatically made way for him, and Captain Wu came from the back row with a dark face and veins throbbing on his forehead.
He grabbed his daughter's arm and said, "Nonsense! Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"
Wu Jiao took the opportunity to break free, stumbling to the edge of the stage again: "Lin Zihuai, didn't I tell you that I'm waiting for you in the Northwest Military Region! My dad can let you be..."
A loud slap was heard, interrupting Wu Jiao's next words.
"Shut up!" Captain Wu shouted angrily.
"Dad? You hit me?"
Maybe this slap really frightened Wu Jiao, and she suddenly became speechless.
Captain Wu's wife was a step too late. Seeing her daughter being beaten, she almost cried out in despair...
Captain Wu threw Wu Jiao towards her and said, "Get back here!"
After being yelled at suddenly, the words of Captain Wu's wife were stuck in her throat...
He glanced fiercely at Lin Zihuai on the stage and whispered a few words in Wu Jiao's ear, and the two of them really left.
The air in the auditorium seemed to freeze in an instant. The crisp sound of Captain Wu's slap made everyone's breathing pause.
Lin Zihuai tensed his back, and Du Juan silently took a half step towards him. The two of them standing side by side looked thin but firm under the spotlight.
Commander Zheng's face turned pale. He pointed at Commander Wu and signaled him to get out and wait.
Captain Wu saluted and walked out in a dignified manner.
"This is a charity performance, not a vegetable market!" Commander Zheng's roar made the loudspeaker buzz.
He turned around and glanced at everyone in the art troupe, "Continue! Award the prizes according to the procedure!"
The applause was scattered but was interrupted by Lin Zihuai's sudden action. He took a step forward, his posture straight as a pine tree, and saluted with a standard military salute in front of the whole audience.
"Report to the commander!" His voice was clear. "As a member of the art troupe, I participated in organizing the performance with enthusiasm and devoted myself to the cause of art. I have never done anything that would affect my personal reputation or the glory of the group! Please allow me to continue with the award ceremony!"
Commander Zheng looked at him deeply and laughed heartily, "Okay."
There was silence in the audience at first, and then applause broke out again.
In fact, most people knew what was going on. It was simply that the little girl was too inconsiderate and acted recklessly without regard for the occasion.
There is something wrong with the Wu family's upbringing. It looks like Captain Wu will be punished by Commander Zheng...
What's more, Lin Zihuai, the rising star of the art troupe, is quite outstanding, so it's no surprise that he is liked by the little girl.
The award ceremony continued, and when Lin Zihuai received the certificate for third-class merit, his fingertips trembled slightly.
Dujuan stood behind him, her eyes gentle and proud.
Lin Anan's eyes were sore. She held Chu Mingzhou's hand tightly in a place where no one could see, "Zihuai has really grown up."
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