Chapter 46 Performance...
Miya smiled and nodded but didn't make a move, nervously watching Director Qin's every action.
At first, Director Qin's expression was very friendly, but after reading the first page, his expression unconsciously became serious.
He looked sullen, with a hint of exasperation.
The next moment, a tear fell onto the paper, staining the ink.
Miya, watching anxiously from the side, couldn't help but ask, "Director Qin, what's wrong? Is there a problem with the script I wrote?"
The sound interrupted Qin Yueru's thoughts. She didn't look up, but simply waved her hand at Miya, "No, no."
After saying that, she took a deep breath to suppress her sobs.
She truly hadn't expected that Miya could write such a moving story.
Watching the protagonist Zhao Di's experiences, she couldn't help but cry, grieve, struggle, and laugh along with Zhao Di.
It's as if such a person really existed.
Even if not, Qin Yueru could tell from her experiences over the years that "Zhao Di" in the script was the embodiment of countless women who had suffered unfair treatment.
In this era where women hold up half the sky, it's time to change our way of life.
Qin Yueru sincerely hopes that theatrical performances can promote the progress of public thought and women's work.
As she read to the end, Qin Yueru's face shone with a dazzling light.
She excitedly slapped her thigh, beaming, "Miya, you arranged this ending perfectly!"
Upon hearing this, Miya couldn't help but smile. "I only found out when I was researching that there are female generals and female tractor drivers outside... As long as you work hard, you can become anything, without being limited by gender."
"That's right! If we can fight a war, what else can't we do?"
As Qin Yueru spoke, she couldn't help but feel emotional, especially since the characters' experiences in the script were so incredibly moving.
Who could have imagined that a child bride, bought before her husband was even born, would eventually become a great pilot?
At this moment, a fire was burning in Qin Yueru's heart, and she couldn't wait to let it out.
She carefully held the script in her hands and said somewhat apologetically, "Miya, I still need to send the script to other people for a check, so you'll have to wait a few days."
"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with your script, it will definitely be approved."
"Director Qin, I'm not in a hurry. If there's anything that needs to be changed, just let me know."
Miya waved shyly and left with the small gift she couldn't refuse.
Qin Yueru said that everyone needed to discuss it together, which would take time, but the time it took was much longer than Miya expected, and it was approved in almost a day.
In the days that followed, Miya didn't have much time to finish her studies, as she spent most of her time revising the script.
Compared to those thought-provoking stories, the protagonist's unwavering spirit and the fast-paced, exhilarating development in Miya's scripts are even more exciting.
Everyone who has read the script dislikes it.
Soon, under Qin Yueru's arrangement, the behind-the-scenes rehearsals before the script was brought to the stage were in full swing.
Therefore, Cui Baozhu deliberately used Miya as an excuse to visit her every day.
The young couple were acting secretly; if Miya hadn't known beforehand, she really wouldn't have been able to tell they were a couple.
The remaining small number of special roles require specific actors, such as elderly people, as the performing arts troupe does not have actors of that age.
As a creator, Miya was fortunate enough to play the role of an observer, and even had a few lines in the scene.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to say she was excited or nervous.
Regardless, time flew by, and soon the day of the first stage performance arrived.
Of course, Cui Dani wouldn't miss her daughter's performance on stage.
She even invited Liu Limei's family to come to the spacious square early to secure a good spot.
It was a rare occasion for the residents to be so lively, and the entire family compound turned out in droves.
Especially those families who were fortunate enough to participate in the performance, like Cui Dani, rushed to grab their spots early.
Therefore, an hour before the official performance, the stage that had been set up was already packed with people.
As for those who came to work after hearing the news, they could only sit helplessly in the back.
Behind the scenes, Qin Yueru's voice echoed through the crowd again and again, and when she passed by Miya, she couldn't help but call out a reminder.
"Miya, don't be nervous. You've already memorized your lines several times, so there won't be any problems."
"Hmm," Miya replied stiffly, her little face serious.
Seeing this, another experienced member of the performing arts troupe nearby said, "Just think of the people below as corn and you won't be nervous."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
This remark immediately drew laughter from the crowd.
Miya's tense heartstrings involuntarily relaxed, and she couldn't help but imagine a cornfield below.
After the initial amusement, everyone resumed their work quickly, striving to avoid any mistakes.
Finally, the moment for the official performance arrived.
If being in the newspapers before only spread widely within the family compound, by now the entire military camp probably knows the name Miya.
Having just finished a mission and returned to the military camp exhausted, Ren Qingsong heard the voice in his ear and thought he was hearing things.
But what his leader said next shattered his assumptions.
"You're back just in time. There's an event being held at the family compound, with a theatrical performance. The script was written by your sister, Miya. You can go check it out."
"yes."
Ren Qingsong saluted and quickly walked towards the square.
Throughout the journey, he kept thinking about what had happened at home during the three months he was away.
Why does it feel like Mia.com is growing faster than expected? Is it scriptwriting? Writing?
Has Mia.com become this powerful now?
That's what Ren Qingsong was thinking. Coupled with days of exhaustion, his mind was like mush, confused and his eyes were dull.
But when he arrived at the square, he looked up at the platform in the distance.
At a glance, he spotted Miya in the crowd. She was radiant and exuded confidence.
Ren Qingsong was immediately captivated, completely mesmerized.
The changes in Miya over the past three months have been truly remarkable.
The confidence emanating from within, coupled with ample food and drink, made her appear fuller and more radiant, captivating everyone's attention.
Not only him, but many single soldiers couldn't ignore Miya on stage and started asking for information.
"Do you know that girl who just spoke? Is she new to the performing arts troupe?"
"He looks unfamiliar; I guess he's new."
"I wonder when the next social gathering will be? Maybe we can get to know each other sometime."
...
If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Ren Qingsong would have really wanted to slap the person who spoke with his shoe across the face. How dare these stinky men covet his sister?
As for why he didn't reveal his identity, he probably already knew.
Ren Qingsong's eyes were fixed on Miya until she finished her scene and disappeared behind the curtain.
Backstage, Miya pressed one hand to her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.
She was nervous before going on stage, but when she actually stood on it, all she could see was her role, and all her nervousness disappeared.
But as soon as it ended, she unconsciously became nervous again and wanted to seek comfort from others.
"Aunt Qin, I didn't make a mistake just now."
"No, she performed exceptionally well. I thought she was from a performing arts troupe," Qin Yueru teased, looking at Miya's adorable appearance.
With those words, Miya's heartbeat gradually calmed down.
There wasn't much she could help with right away; the backstage was bustling with people, and more people would only make things more complicated. She also wanted to see what her script would be like in its actual performance.
After saying goodbye to Qin Yueru, Miya walked briskly towards the spot where her mother, Cui Dani, and the others had taken.
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