Chapter 86 was given a low score on the spot?!
Zhang Sisi, one of the examiners, sat in the center of the judges' panel, arms crossed, looking like she was waiting to see a good show.
Yang Yiyi took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.
Without the slightest hint of nervousness, she confidently gave her name and then cleared her throat.
The song "Sing a Folk Song for the Party" was sung in a clear and high-pitched voice, full of sincere emotion, and instantly captured everyone's ears.
Even the most discerning head of the performing arts troupe couldn't help but nod slightly in rhythm.
After the song ended, thunderous applause erupted.
Following that, Yang Yiyi performed a passionate and unrestrained Xinjiang dance.
Her figure was graceful and her dance steps were light and quick. As she twirled and leaped, her skirt fluttered, like a snow lotus blooming on the Tianshan Mountains, bright and passionate.
She ignited the atmosphere at the entire venue!
The skill was astounding!
After the interview, the interviewers whispered among themselves, their faces filled with undisguised admiration.
Only Zhang Sisi looked extremely pale.
Yang Yiyi's excellence was like a resounding slap in the face, hitting her hard across the cheek.
Not only is she Su Yue's friend, but she is also incredibly capable. If she were to join the performing arts troupe, wouldn't my position as the "pillar of the troupe" be in jeopardy?
No, we absolutely cannot let her in!
Looking at Yang Yiyi's radiant face, Zhang Sisi felt a burning jealousy raging within her.
She picked up her pen, looked at Yang Yiyi's application form, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of her lips.
In the rating section, she heavily wrote two glaringly low scores after "professional ability" and "comprehensive quality" with the nib of her pen.
Not only that, she also planned to add fuel to the fire at the final admissions discussion in the afternoon.
She wanted to teach this arrogant girl a lesson for offending her!
The final selection meeting for the performing arts troupe was held in a small office.
The examiners sat in a circle, creating a lively atmosphere.
"The quality of today's candidates is very high, especially that one named Yang Yiyi, her voice is just too good!" One of the examiners in charge of vocal music spoke first, his face full of smiles of appreciation for talent.
“Yes, that Xinjiang dance was so good, I wanted to move along with it! She has solid basic skills and a natural talent; she’s a promising talent!” The female captain of the dance team chimed in.
Wang, the head of the cultural troupe, leaned back in his chair, his fingers rhythmically tapping the table, his face beaming with undisguised satisfaction. Yang Yiyi's performance had impressed even this veteran of many talented performers; such talent was exactly what the troupe desperately needed.
I don't think so.
A discordant voice rang out, and the office fell silent instantly.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Zhang Sisi who was speaking.
She crossed her arms and wore a professional smile, but a hint of coldness lurked in her eyes.
"Commander, fellow teachers, while professional competence is important, shouldn't our primary considerations be the comrades' moral character and work attitude?"
Commander Wang stopped tapping his fingers on the table, and looked up at Zhang Sisi: "Comrade Sisi, what do you mean by that?"
"It doesn't mean anything."
Zhang Sisi gently touched her well-maintained nails.
"I just feel that our cultural troupe serves the soldiers and is the artistic mouthpiece of the army, not a stepping stone for some people to gild their resumes and show off. Today, I was backstage and I heard this Comrade Yang Yiyi bragging to others that she is a good friend of Commander Gu's future wife, that she came to the cultural troupe just to experience life, and that everyone will have to be mindful of her attitude in the future."
She paused, glanced at the various expressions on everyone's faces, and continued to embellish her story at a leisurely pace.
"Moreover, she comes from a place like Shanghai, and she keeps talking about 'how is Shanghai?' I'm worried that comrades with such liberal ideas will have a hard time integrating into the austere collective life of our troops, and she might corrupt the atmosphere of the regiment."
These words were spoken flawlessly.
She didn't attack Yang Yiyi's professional skills, which were undeniably excellent.
She's attacking the more lethal "ingredients" and "attitudes." In this day and age, that's no small matter.
Sure enough, the smile on Commander Wang's face faded, and his brows furrowed tightly.
He is a leader who values talent, but even more so, he is a cautious leader.
The performing arts troupe is full of young women, and what they fear most is internal disunity, cliques, and factionalism.
If Yang Yiyi is really as Zhang Sisi said, an arrogant and complacent "connectionist," then hiring her would be a problem.
The atmosphere in the office became awkward. The other examiners who had initially wanted to speak up for Yang Yiyi also fell silent.
Seeing the effect of her words, Zhang Sisi smiled smugly.
She knew that no one would dare to risk their future to vouch for a girl of unknown origin.
Zhang Sisi sneered inwardly, "Yang Yiyi, you're still too green to mess with me!"
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The next day, the sun shone brightly in the Gu family's courtyard.
Yang Yiyi was mimicking Su Yue's meeting with Yun Mu with exaggerated gestures and movements, making Su Yue laugh non-stop.
"Yueyue, you didn't see it! I just patted him on the shoulder and asked him if he was Yun Mu, and he froze the moment he saw the door, like a wooden post!"
Yang Yiyi mimicked Yun Mu's tense and stiff appearance perfectly.
"Then I asked him a question, and he just uttered each word carefully, his face turning as red as the red cloth we use for our wedding! The tips of his ears were bright red! Oh my god, I've never seen such an innocent man in my entire life!"
She slapped her thigh and laughed so hard she almost fell over, but her eyes sparkled with undisguised joy.
Su Yue poured her another cup of tea, looking at her with a smile: "So you've taken a fancy to him?"
"I've got my eye on it! I really want it!"
Without any hesitation, Yang Yiyi picked up her teacup, took a big gulp, and announced with great bravado.
"I'm determined to win over this blockhead! Don't worry, we can't let good stuff go to outsiders. Such a great soldier should be kept in the family! Once I'm in the performing arts troupe, I'll hang around him every day. I don't believe I can't get him!"
She was full of confidence, as if she had already foreseen the bright future of becoming a military wife and fighting side by side with Su Yue.
Zhang Huilan, who was standing to the side, listened to the two little girls laughing and joking, and her face was full of loving smiles.
She had a very good impression of Yang Yiyi, a warm and cheerful girl, and nodded in agreement after hearing her words.
"Yiyi's idea is right! I've met Yunmu; he's reliable and a top soldier in the army. If you two can get together, that would be a great thing!"
The courtyard was filled with laughter and joy, brimming with hopeful anticipation for the future.
However, unbeknownst to them, a conspiracy against Yang Yiyi was quietly unfolding in the cultural troupe's office.
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