Chapter 103 The shoulder strap broke? The real show has only just begun!
I could see every single thread at the seam.
Then, she saw it.
Right there at the seam where the shoulder straps meet the skirt, the originally strong and smooth cotton threads now have a strange, faded look.
They lost their original resilience and became dry and fragile.
More importantly, within the gaps between the fibers of those threads, there are extremely fine white powdery particles that are almost invisible to the naked eye.
Under the sunlight, those particles reflected a faint, unnatural glow.
Corrosive chemical powder.
As long as Yang Yiyi wears this dress and makes any large dance move on stage.
The sutures, weakened by corrosion, will break instantly!
At that time, under the watchful eyes of leaders and soldiers throughout the military region, her performance costume will slip off in public.
What did it mean for a girl in that era to experience something like this?
It means her life is ruined!
Su Yue's gaze grew colder inch by inch.
OK.
That's really great.
Zhang Sisi, Liu Ran.
Don't you want to ruin my friend's reputation?
Then I'll let you experience it for yourselves.
What does it mean to reap what you sow and suffer eternal damnation?
Su Yue quickly composed herself and took out a small sewing kit from the bottom of her medicine box.
Opening the sewing kit, instead of ordinary cotton thread, there was a roll of special silk thread, as thin as a hair, yet reflecting a metallic luster in the sunlight.
She did not repair the corroded cotton threads.
Instead, they used this special silk thread to slowly and carefully reinforce the original stitches.
Her technique was extremely skillful; the new thread was perfectly hidden within the old stitches, and from the outside, there was no trace of anything amiss.
The thread will not cause any problems during normal dance movements.
However, if the instantaneous tensile force exceeds a certain critical point, it will break cleanly.
After doing all this, Su Yue left a faint trace of her spiritual energy on the shoulder strap.
From now on, she will be able to sense anyone who tries to touch or damage this garment immediately.
She folded the dress again, took it, and walked out of the room.
The cultural troupe's dormitory.
Su Yue hung the dress back in Yang Yiyi's wardrobe.
"Yiyi, don't lend this costume to anyone, understand?"
Su Yue gave her instructions.
"Just hang it in the cabinet, and don't let anyone touch it."
Yang Yiyi was drying her hair with a towel when she heard this and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Yueyue? Who would lend me my performance outfit?"
"You can never be too careful," Su Yue patted her shoulder. "Trust me, I'm right."
"Oh, okay." Although Yang Yiyi didn't understand, she still nodded obediently.
The next day, Su Yue went to the logistics and costume room of the cultural troupe.
Xiao Li, who was in charge of the costumes, was sorting through a pile of performance costumes when he saw Su Yue and immediately stood up.
"Comrade Su Yue, you've arrived."
"Hmm, just looking around." Su Yue glanced around and casually asked, "Xiao Li, has anything been wrong in the dressing room lately? Has anything been stolen, or have any strange people come in?"
Xiao Li's eyes visibly darted away, and he stopped what he was doing.
"No...no, everything's fine," she stammered.
Su Yue saw this but didn't press the matter further.
She simply walked over to Xiao Li, picked up a piece of clothing, looked at it, and then said something lightly.
"Some things, once you get involved, are hard to get out of."
"But if we can turn back in time, there might still be a chance."
After saying that, Su Yue turned and left, leaving Xiao Li standing there alone, his face pale and his hands and feet cold.
Liu Ran was restless all morning.
She saw Su Yue take Yang Yiyi's dress away, and then saw her return it intact, which made her feel uneasy.
She secretly went to find Zhang Sisi.
"Sister Sisi, I saw Su Yue take that dress away! Then she returned it. Do you think she found out?" Liu Ran's voice was filled with barely concealed panic.
Zhang Sisi was trimming her nails when she heard this and snorted coldly.
"So what if she found out? Does she have any evidence?"
"Don't worry, she's just bluffing. If she really found out, would she be so quiet?"
Zhang Sisi put down her nail clippers and looked at Liu Ran.
"What are you afraid of? The powder is colorless and odorless. Even if she turns her skirt upside down, she won't find it. When Yang Yiyi is humiliated in front of the entire military region at the party, let's see how smug Su Yue will be then!"
After hearing what she said, Liu Ran felt much relieved.
“Sister Sisi is right.”
"What you need to do now is continue to spread rumors about Yang Yiyi in the group and isolate her from everyone. When something happens to her, everyone will just think that she deserved it because she was indecent!" A sickly smile appeared on Zhang Sisi's face.
Liu Ran nodded vigorously, a malicious glint in his eyes.
"I understand, Sister Sisi!"
The two thought their plan was foolproof, and as they imagined Yang Yiyi's disgrace at the party, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The night before the welcome party.
The entire military compound was immersed in a festive atmosphere.
In the dead of night, a dark figure silently slipped into the costume room of the performing arts troupe.
It's Su Yue.
She skillfully avoided the patrolling sentries and pried open the locker door of the dressing room with a wire.
Using the faint moonlight filtering in from the window, she walked straight to the clothes rack where the performance costumes were hanging.
She didn't look at the bright red dance dress that belonged to Yang Yiyi.
Her target was a similar-looking spare outfit hanging nearby, but in pink.
The clothing label read "Liu Ran".
Su Yue took out a black cube the size of a matchbox from her pocket.
It was a miniature recording device.
She deftly and cleverly concealed the recording equipment within the lining of her pink dress, then sewed the opening shut with needle and thread.
After doing all this, she quietly left the dressing room, as if she had never been there.
The urn is ready.
It's just waiting for the turtle to crawl in on its own.
On the day of the welcome party, the military region's auditorium was packed with people and brightly lit.
A huge red curtain hung high, with a large five-pointed star above it. Even the aisles were packed with young soldiers who had been given extra seats, all craning their necks and their faces beaming with excitement.
"My goodness, what a grand display today! Look at the front row, the commander and political commissar are both here!"
"That's right! We've been cooped up for half a year, and finally we can watch something exciting! I heard that the new recruits in the performing arts troupe who went on stage today are all incredibly beautiful!"
"I've heard about it. There's a guy from Shanghai who's an amazing dancer!"
The soldiers' chatter was buzzing, filled with anticipation for the evening's performance.
In a corner of the audience, Liu Ran excitedly grabbed Zhang Sisi's arm, his voice trembling.
"Sister Sisi, look! There are so many people! All the important figures from the entire military region have come!"
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