Chapter 313: Registration for the Art Troupe
In this era, ID cards have not been issued yet, and changing one’s name is very simple. Adults only need to write an application and bring their household registration booklet to the unit to change their name.
Mo Daya knew that her name was not nice, so she wanted to change her name before joining the art troupe. She wanted to change and have a brand new start.
Yesterday, she first went to find her father, Mo Jianguo, and told him about changing her name. Mo Jianguo didn’t care. He had never paid attention to his eldest daughter and told her to change it if she wanted.
Mo Daya went to find her father, actually hoping that he could help her choose a better name, like Mo Zhenzhen or Mo Xiaoxiao, but her father didn’t care, and was even a little impatient. He gave her the household registration booklet and told her to change it herself.
Although Mo Daya was a little disappointed, she didn't dare to say much. On the way to the information department of the army, she thought of a name that Xia Qingxi had called her when she first met her. It seemed to be something like Ya. She immediately thought that this word was very good, so she decided to change it to Mo Ya. Xia Qingxi was
stunned for a moment after hearing Mo Daya's new name. Looking at this face that was almost the same as Luo Ya in the real world, she suddenly felt that this was the best arrangement. She nodded and said:
"It sounds good, very good!"
Mo Daya was a little embarrassed by the compliment, and replied softly:
"Then I will be called Mo Ya from now on."
"Okay." Xia Qingxi smiled and said:
"This name is especially suitable for you!"
After changing her new name, she was no longer Mo Daya, and her fate was no longer as rough and tragic as Mo Daya in the book. From then on, she would open a new chapter in her life belonging to Mo Ya.
The two chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the art troupe. There were far more people competing for the art soldiers than Xia Qingxi and the others had expected. The person in charge gave each candidate an application form, which included personal information and professional expertise.
Seeing that everyone's expertise was violin, accordion, dance, broadcasting... Mo Ya nervously whispered to Xia Qingxi:
"Qingxi, can I do it? I don't know any musical instruments, and it seems that I don't have any special skills."
"Singing is your specialty! And it's a very remarkable specialty, Daya... Mo Ya, don't be nervous, when you go in to perform later, your voice should be louder. Believe me, you will have no problem." Xia Qingxi said very firmly.
She knew that at this time, she must cheer Mo Ya up and boost her confidence. With confidence, she is basically 90% successful.
"I... I'm nervous." Mo Ya had never experienced such a formal selection before, so it was inevitable that she was nervous.
Xia Qingxi thought for a moment and said,
"If you are really nervous, when you go on stage to perform, you can choose a more lyrical song and sing it with your eyes closed. Just imagine that you are standing in the valley behind the mountain, and the song you sing is for the flowers and birds..."
Mo Ya listened to Xia Qingxi's words and nodded seriously. Although she was still a little nervous, she tried to calm down.
In the crowd, Xia Qingxi and Mo Ya both had an advantage in height and outstanding looks. For a while, everyone cast their eyes on the two of them, some staring at them openly, and some glancing at them secretly.
Xia Qingxi didn't mind the stares from everyone, and she was always calm and composed, but Moya was a little hesitant. She had never been stared at like this before, and she was always worried whether her makeup was weird or her clothes were inappropriate.
Seeing her worry, Xia Qingxi took her hand and patted it, and told her:
"People will look at you only because you are good-looking. When you go on stage in the future, there will be hundreds of people looking at you, so don't be timid, just keep a calm mind." At
this time, a woman in her late thirties walked towards Xia Qingxi. The woman was wearing a white shirt, a blue skirt, and a brimless hat on her head. The five-pointed star on it was very bright.
The woman had a very good figure and temperament. She smiled and looked at Xia Qingying and asked,
"Little comrade, what are your specialties?"
"I'm not here to participate in the election." Xia Qingying said truthfully. Looking at the woman's dress, she knew that this woman should be from the art troupe. She quickly pushed Mo Ya in front of the woman and said,
"Teacher, I am here with Comrade Mo Ya. She wants to join the vocal group. Her voice is naturally good. Teacher, you can pay more attention to her."
"Oh." The woman looked at Mo Ya and said with a kind smile on her face,
"She looks good." Then she asked,
"How is your dancing skills?"
Hearing that dancing skills were required, Mo Ya's face was obviously a little nervous, but she still answered truthfully,
"Teacher, I don't have any dancing skills."
"Oh, that's a pity." The woman said regretfully.
"Teacher, I can learn. I'm not afraid of hardship." Although nervous, Mo Ya did not want to give up and said quickly.
"How old are you now?" the woman asked, looking at Mo Ya.
"Twenty-four," Mo Ya answered truthfully.
The teacher smiled and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he looked at Xia Qingli beside him and asked,
"Little comrade, what do you do in the army?"
"I haven't decided on a job yet, but I should go to the Propaganda Department or the school." Xia Qingli replied. Judging from the woman's attitude, she didn't seem to be very satisfied with Mo Ya's age and talent. When Xia Qingli was thinking about how to impress her in other aspects, she heard the woman say,
"You have such good looks, have you ever thought about coming to our art troupe?" The woman made her purpose clear. She had been in the art troupe for so many years, and she could tell a good seedling at a glance.
When the people around heard this, they all looked at Xia Qingying with envy. Mo Ya was also very happy for Xia Qingying. After all, the art troupe was a hot commodity in the army and a dream place for many girls. So she said,
"Qingying, you can give it a try."
Xia Qingying hesitated for a moment, but still declined politely,
"Thank you for your kindness, teacher. I don't have any special skills. I will only be a drag on everyone if I join the art troupe."
A person's energy is limited. If she chooses the art troupe, she must give up the propaganda department. Now she is more inclined to the propaganda department. The art soldiers have to train constantly and perform, which is not suitable for her.
"Oh, that's a pity. You can't do it without special skills." After the woman said this, she smiled and said goodbye to the two of them, turned around and walked to the next room.
After the woman left, several teachers came to invite Xia Qingxiong, but Xia Qingxiong declined them one by one. It was no wonder that the teachers came to select people in advance. Seeing that the appearance was so outstanding, everyone naturally wanted to include him in their own group.
When it was almost eleven o'clock, the staff member in charge came out and said to the crowd in the hall:
"The next group, Liu Tiaoer, Tong Xiang, Li Yan, Mo Ya, and Guo Li, come over and get ready."