Qiao Xinruo rolled her eyes at him, "No!"
"Dr. Qiao, don't be so stingy. We're all from the medical department, and we'll all be performing on stage sooner or later. Just let me take a look first..."
"no!"
Please!
"no!"
"Then I'll go ask Dr. Su; she's easier to talk to than you are!"
"My sister would never agree to that, don't even think about it!"
Joking aside, since they had accepted the mission and were representing the medical department, Qiao Xinruo and Su Yueya naturally wouldn't treat it as a joke, but would go all out.
"So what exactly are we going to perform?" Qiao Xinruo was undecided.
“I don’t know either, but we can analyze it from a different angle. For example, with traditional song and dance, no matter how much we practice, we can’t compare with other performing arts troupes, right?” Su Yueya analyzed.
“Indeed, they are professionals after all!” Qiao Xinruo agreed.
Three minutes on stage requires ten years of practice off stage.
That's what performing arts troupes do for a living. They practice every day. If they were to pursue a singing and dancing career, the two sisters would really only be able to amaze people with their "faces".
Moreover, the cultural troupe is not lacking in beautiful and well-proportioned female soldiers, and even in the army, there are stunningly beautiful women like Sister-in-law Meng Yingxin.
Therefore, if they want to avoid embarrassing the medical department while also making people feel that they are seriously preparing for the program, they need to put in some effort.
"How about we practice sword dancing?" Su Yueya suddenly had an idea.
"Think about it, we've all trained with the secret manual, so our skills aren't bad, right? With some practice, we can definitely master sword dancing. As for clothing, we should dress in a more antique style. We can check the small shop to see if we can buy some. Dressing up in a more dashing, chivalrous way is a different approach, what do you think?"
After hearing her sister's complete thoughts, Qiao Xinruo was instantly moved.
"Alright! Let's start the sword dance!"
The two sisters rushed into the mini-mall, first finding the clothing section, then looking for traditional Chinese style clothing. They discovered that there were so many beautiful clothes that it was dazzling!
"This outfit is so cool, I love it!" Qiao Xinruo immediately took a liking to a black ancient costume, its flowing robes making her look like a reclusive master.
"Then you should try it first," Su Yueya said.
This is a great feature of the mini-store; you can try on any clothes you like and buy them only after you've decided.
"Okay." Qiao Xinruo quickly went to change.
Wearing ancient costumes was a bit of a hassle, but with Su Yueya's help, Qiao Xinruo finally got dressed. Standing in front of the mirror, she instantly fell in love with herself.
"He's so handsome..."
Qiao Xinruo used to not understand why some girls seemed to lose their minds as soon as they started dating someone.
She really doesn't understand those novels that portray characters as love-struck.
But now she seems to understand a little.
If she could have a man as handsome as herself, she could be love-struck and indulge him a little.
“It looks pretty good, but we need to change the hairstyle. Our current hairstyles don’t match the outfit,” Su Yueya said.
If you're going to do it, you have to do it the best; you have to strive for perfection in everything.
Fortunately, the small online store has everything; you can buy whatever you want.
After all, it's just a performance. It's impossible for the two sisters to completely change their usual hairstyles for this one time. Besides, sword dancing obviously requires long, flowing hair to best showcase the performer's coolness and elegance. If they start growing their hair now, it won't be long enough for them to reach the ideal length.
A wig is still the most reliable option.
“This length is just right,” Su Yueya said, holding up a wig and putting it on. After putting it on, she estimated that the ends of the hair were just around her waist, close to her buttocks. “Imagine, when we dance, the long hair will flutter in the wind…tsk, beautiful!”
"Handsome!" Qiao Xinruo said.
The hairstyle is quite simple: a bun on top of the head with a small hair crown, and the rest of the long hair is left loose.
Qiao Xinru tried on the wig, and with the full set of equipment, she did look even more handsome than before.
“I’m a little worried…” Qiao Xinruo suddenly said in a serious tone.
"Hmm?" Su Yueya was puzzled. Now that the problem was solved, what was her sister worried about? Could it be about the sword dance training? But her sister didn't seem like someone who would be easily defeated. "Are you worried that our sword dance won't look good and won't be worthy of this outfit?"
"No!" Qiao Xinruo raised her index finger and shook it gently. "Sister, I'm not worried about our strength at all. We're sure we can amaze everyone with our dance."
"Then what are you worried about?" Su Yueya asked, even more puzzled.
"I'm worried that even if our costumes, performance, looks, and figures are all perfect, what if all the female soldiers take a liking to us when we dance a cool dance on stage?" Qiao Xinru asked very seriously.
She couldn't help but be tempted when she saw herself in the mirror. She refused to believe that not a single person in the audience would have any bad intentions!
Su Yueya: "..."
"You're overthinking it. They'll have announcers, no one will mistake you!" Su Yueya said irritably, stunned by her sister's level of confidence.
"What's wrong with announcing the program? I know I'm a girl, and I still fall in love with myself when I look in the mirror, so what?" Qiao Xinruo asked matter-of-factly.
Su Yueya: "..."
Okay, okay, fine!
"Why don't you pick out some clothes for me first, and then we can worry about it later?"
"Okay!"
Qiao Xinruo chose a black outfit for herself, originally intending to choose a white one for her sister. The black and white, both representing good and evil, felt very suitable, and she did indeed choose a white ancient costume that suited Su Yueya.
But suddenly, Qiao Xinruo changed her mind.
"Sister, I have another idea!" Qiao Xinruo said excitedly. She felt that her current idea was better than their original design.
"Tell me about it..." Su Yueya looked at herself in the mirror.
It was indeed beautiful; the white robes flowed gracefully, giving her an ethereal look. However, with the hair ornament, something felt off, as if it didn't quite match her imagined image of the two sisters dancing with swords.
“Sister, according to our original design, it was supposed to be a pair of swordsmen, one in white and one in black, but I think you could wear red. Black and red would also match well,” Qiao Xinruo said.
"Change the color?" Su Yueya frowned as she looked in the mirror. "I feel like it's not just a matter of color."
“Yes, we shouldn’t define ourselves as a pair of swordsmen, but as a couple of swordsmen. How about that? I’ll wear black and play the male swordsman, and you’ll wear red and play the female swordsman. That way, when we’re wielding swords, in addition to synchronized movements, we can also choreograph some interactive moves. Wouldn’t that be more interesting?” Qiao Xinruo said with shining eyes.
She was willing to guarantee that it would be much better than her initial idea.
"Yes, I know what's wrong. To play a female knight-errant, I think I need to pick out a different wig for me. It needs to be different from yours. Although it should be capable, it also needs to have a touch of feminine gentleness..."
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