Chapter 105 Caught Like a Turtle in a Jar! Utter Disgrace!
The dress, which should have slipped down, only dropped a little bit, barely revealing a small section of Yang Yiyi's round, fair shoulder, and then... miraculously, it caught!
The areas reinforced by Su Yue with special silk threads performed their function effectively!
Under the bright stage lights, Yang Yiyi could clearly feel another resilient force coming from her shoulder straps, tightly gripping her dignity as it was about to fall.
It's Yueyue!
The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.
Tears of despair still welled in her eyes when a surge of immense gratitude and a will to live suddenly welled up within her.
We can't stop!
We can't let Yueyue down!
We can't let those scoundrels succeed!
In that fraction of a second of pause, Yang Yiyi's body erupted with unprecedented power. Instead of panicking and trying to cover herself, she followed the sway of her skirt and made an extremely charming yet resolute flick of her sleeve.
The wide, flowing sleeves drew a sharp arc in the air, cleverly concealing the exposed skin.
Immediately afterwards, she made a nimble turn, seamlessly connecting the dance moves.
Her movements became more unrestrained and passionate.
If the previous dance was heroic and spirited, then now it has an added sense of tragic determination and the exhilarating spirit of rebirth from the ashes!
Like a phoenix that has been burned by fire and then spreads its wings again, she poured all her emotions, all her resentment and anger, into her dance steps with all her might.
The audience was completely stunned.
They recovered from their shock and burst into applause and cheers that were more intense than ever before!
"My God! Was that a dance choreography? That's so daring!"
"That scared me to death! I thought it was a performance mishap! I never imagined it was intentionally staged! That on-the-spot reaction was amazing!"
"This isn't just dancing, it's burning with life! It's so infectious!"
The soldiers' cheers nearly lifted the roof off the auditorium.
The military leaders in the front row nodded in agreement, and Political Commissar Zhao Mofeng even remarked to the commander beside him, "This girl is a promising talent! She has an indomitable spirit!"
In the corner.
The smiles on Zhang Sisi and Liu Ran's faces froze completely.
Their expressions shifted from ecstasy to astonishment, then to disbelief, and finally to utter despair.
how so?
Why didn't it fall?
As they looked at Yang Yiyi on the stage, radiant and cheered by everyone, their jealousy and resentment almost burst from their eyes.
Backstage/side view.
Yun Mu's heart had been in his throat, but it finally settled down when he saw Yang Yiyi resolve the crisis.
He looked at the little sun giving her all on stage, at her stubborn and unyielding figure, and an indescribable emotion surged in his chest.
It is a feeling of profound respect.
It was an uncontrollable rage.
He knew this was no accident.
First row of the audience seats.
Gu Beichen turned his head to look at his wife, who had been calmly drinking tea the whole time, and asked in a low voice, "What do you need me to do?"
Su Yue put down her teacup, the bottom of which collided with the table, making a crisp, light sound.
She didn't look at Gu Beichen, but instead looked at her radiant friend on stage, and whispered a few words: "Lock the door from backstage to the broadcasting room."
Gu Beichen understood instantly.
He made a very subtle gesture to Xiao Wang, the guard who was not far behind him.
Xiao Wang immediately understood, and quietly slipped out through the side door.
The dance is over.
Yang Yiyi finished her performance in the center of the stage with a crisp, standard Red Detachment of Women gun-wielding posture.
The audience erupted in thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
After the party ended, the backstage area was in complete chaos.
"Yang Yiyi! You're amazing!"
"Yiyi, you scared us to death just now, and you were so cool!"
A group of female soldiers from the cultural troupe surrounded Yang Yiyi, chattering excitedly and expressing their admiration. Even those who had previously ignored her were now full of sincere praise.
Surrounded by the crowd, Yang Yiyi's face was still flushed, a mixture of excitement and lingering fear.
Just then, an untimely voice broke in.
"Oh dear, Yiyi, you really scared me to death."
Liu Ran pushed through the crowd and walked up to Yang Yiyi, his face showing genuine concern.
She pretended to be worried and reached out to pull Yang Yiyi's arm, but her gaze was fixed on Yang Yiyi's perfectly intact performance costume.
"What's wrong with your dress? The quality is terrible! It almost caused a huge disaster! Luckily you reacted quickly, otherwise you would have been so embarrassed today!"
She had barely finished speaking.
"Sizzle—"
Suddenly, a piercing electrical hum came from all the loudspeakers connected to the auditorium.
The noisy backstage area instantly fell silent.
Everyone instinctively looked up at the black loudspeaker hanging in the corner of the wall.
Immediately afterwards, an even sharper and more vicious female voice resounded throughout the venue.
"Sister Sisi, don't worry, I've already sprinkled the powder on! I guarantee that halfway through her jump, her skirt will fall off in front of the entire military region! It'll make her a laughingstock!"
It's Liu Ran's voice!
That smug tone and calculating manner were broadcast throughout every corner of the auditorium.
It was so clear it sent chills down my spine.
"I even went to find Xiao Li in the dressing room, gave her two ten-yuan bills, and told her to keep her mouth shut! This is something only heaven, earth, you, and I know!"
"Once that bitch Yang Yiyi is disgraced and kicked out of the performing arts troupe, Instructor Yun will definitely see how good I am!"
The recording is still ongoing.
Every word was like a poisoned knife, piercing precisely into everyone's ears.
Backstage, the color drained from Liu Ran's face instantly.
She froze on the spot, her mind went blank, and her body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
"No...it wasn't me..."
Her lips trembled as she tried to defend herself, but she couldn't utter a single word.
The female soldiers who had been celebrating with Yang Yiyi just moments before suddenly scattered as if avoiding a plague, putting several meters between themselves and Liu Ran.
Their faces showed undisguised shock, disgust, and contempt.
"Oh my god, how could it be her?"
"How vicious! Is their heart truly black?"
"She always seemed so delicate and sweet, I never imagined she was such a wicked person behind the scenes!"
In a corner of the audience, Zhang Sisi's body froze completely.
The smugness and excitement on her face had not yet completely faded when it froze into a mask of horrified distortion.
How could this be...?
How could there be a recording?
impossible!
Her first reaction wasn't to look at Liu Ran, but to turn her head sharply and frantically search for Su Yue's figure in the crowd.
When she saw the woman in the first row who had been sitting upright and composed the whole time, a chill ran from her tailbone straight to her head.
It's her!
It was Su Yue who did it!
This is a trap!
A trap tailor-made for them, one that will lead them to their doom!
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