Chapter 116 Wanting to Do Even Daringr Things
This person was not polite at all. Regardless of whether anyone was home, he pushed open the door and came in. As soon as he entered, he started stamping the snow off his feet and pulled off his woolen hat, revealing a face that was red from the cold but still bright.
"Ugh! I was so suffocated!" She plopped down on the table, grabbed the thermos, poured herself a cup of hot water, gulped down half of it, and then let out a long sigh. "Wanqiu, I feel like I'll mold if I don't come out for some fresh air!"
Jiang Wanqiu was amused by her impulsive behavior and poured her more hot water: "What's wrong all of a sudden? Who has upset our Miss Le again?"
"Who else could it be!" Le Yunyun pouted, her face full of grievance and impatience. "It's all that Cui's fault! As long as she doesn't leave, my dad will nag me all day long! I only cursed her a few times, and I didn't see that girl lose any flesh."
As she spoke, her face fell again, and she began to complain bitterly: "Thank goodness he left yesterday. I haven't dared to leave the house these past few days, afraid that if I go out, he'll catch me and give me a political lecture again!"
Before Jiang Wanqiu could speak, Le Yunyun looked around the simply furnished room and sighed, "This military region is so monotonous. There are no dances, no salons, and I can't even find a decent fashion magazine! If this continues, I'll really turn into a country bumpkin!"
"And the people here are all so uneducated. They just chat about who got promoted, who had a baby, or other trivial matters. Sigh, apart from you, I feel like I can't talk to anyone."
After complaining all at once, Le Yunyun rested her chin on her hand and looked at Jiang Wanqiu's charming face. Suddenly, she asked, "Wanqiu, to be honest, what are your plans for the future? I heard you're teaching at a primary school for children of government employees? Are you really planning to teach in this poor, remote mountain village for the rest of your life?"
Jiang Wanqiu thought for a moment and then asked her, "And what about you? What are you planning to do?"
"Me?" Le Yunyun's eyes lit up. "My dad wants me to follow in my brother's footsteps and join the army, but I'm really not interested in all those rules and regulations. If you ask me, it would be better to be like you, do business, and make big money! So much freedom!"
This idea is quite bold for this era.
Jiang Wanqiu's heart stirred slightly; Le Yunyun's idea wasn't wrong after all.
Although the government is strictly enforcing policies now, in a few years, once the door to individual businesses opens up, the first batch of people who seize the opportunity will basically become millionaires, enjoying immense success.
"So what kind of business do you want to do?" Jiang Wanqiu asked.
"I haven't decided yet!" Le Yunyun said, "But let me tell you, if I'm going to do it, I'll do something unique! Something that doesn't exist in China at all! Something that will open everyone's eyes!"
She shouted slogans loudly, but she clearly had no idea what to do. She even got stuck while talking to herself.
After scratching her hair in frustration, she started telling Jiang Wanqiu about how great it was to be abroad.
Just as she was getting excited, her gaze inadvertently swept over the wall clock, and she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot! My mom asked me to go to the logistics department to pick up some things. I have to go now, I'll come back tonight to talk to you in detail!"
After saying that, he ran off like a gust of wind.
In the afternoon, Jiang Wanqiu's family had more guests.
This time it's Principal Wang from the affiliated primary school.
As soon as he entered the door, he grasped Jiang Wanqiu's hand, overwhelmed with emotion: "Oh, Comrade Jiang Wanqiu! You are the pride of our military region's families! On behalf of the school and all the children, I thank you for ridding the people of this scourge and bringing honor to all of us!"
After a barrage of compliments, Jiang Wanqiu's cheeks flushed slightly.
After exchanging pleasantries, Principal Wang rubbed his hands somewhat embarrassedly and explained his purpose for visiting.
"It's like this, Comrade Jiang. It's almost Chinese New Year, and the military region is putting on a grand New Year's performance. Our elementary school also has to put on a show..." At this point, Principal Wang sighed, his face turning red, "To be honest, our school has been in last place in the performance every year. Although there's no real punishment from above, it's really embarrassing to say it out loud."
He looked at Jiang Wanqiu expectantly: "That's why I thought of asking you to represent our school and put on a show to bring honor to our school!"
Seeing that Jiang Wanqiu didn't immediately refuse, Principal Wang quickly added, "Don't worry! We've prepared all the props! You can play the violin, right? You can take any violin from the school to practice anytime!"
Seeing that Jiang Wanqiu nodded, Principal Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
In the evening, as soon as Zhao Wenchang opened the door, he saw Jiang Wanqiu sitting in the dim light, holding a violin in her arms.
She lowered her long, butterfly-wing-like eyelashes, her fair fingers gently plucked the strings of the zither, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she were troubled by something.
The tall man stopped at the doorway, a hint of amazement flashing in his deep eyes.
He took off his cold coat and walked over quietly.
"Where did you come from?" His deep voice rang in her ear.
Jiang Wanqiu looked up at the man: "This was sent by Principal Wang. He wants me to represent the children's primary school and perform on stage."
Looking at her smug little face, Zhao Wenchang couldn't help but smile and said, "Oh, right, speaking of which, you can do this too." His narrow eyes narrowed slightly. "Why don't you play one for your man first? I've never heard you play this before. Does it sound the same as an erhu?"
Jiang Wanqiu glared at him: "How could it possibly be the same sound?"
However, she still put the zither on her shoulder as instructed, tested the sound, and then a melodious and graceful zither tune flowed from her fingertips.
When the song ended, Zhao Wenchang couldn't help but pick up the woman and spin her around, even deliberately bouncing her up a little.
After hearing the woman's frightened scream, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "My wife is amazing; she can do everything."
The sound of the piano is quite penetrating.
When Jiang Wanqiu plays a tune, people outside can hear it.
He Xiaoman, speaking sarcastically to several military wives in the courtyard, said, "Oh, some people really love to show off. They haven't had enough of the human trafficking scandal yet, and now they're racking their brains to steal the spotlight at the New Year's performance!"
Li Yanhong was in the yard smashing the ice on the ground in front of the door with a shovel when she heard this. She slammed the shovel down on the ice and retorted to He Xiaoman with a forced smile: "Hey He Xiaoman, what do you mean by that? If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself? Stop being a sour grapes."
He Xiaoman blushed at her words and immediately retorted, "How can I be compared to her? We respectable young ladies from good families would never show our faces in front of so many people! It would be shameful!"
As if trying to regain her composure, she deliberately raised her voice and boasted, "Besides, what's so great about performing on stage? Do you know what? On the day of the performance, the cigarettes and alcohol served to all the leaders and VIPs were all top-brand! I got them all through my father's connections! That's real skill!"
Inside the cultural troupe, several young female soldiers were gathered together, chattering away.
The person in charge has already roughly arranged the program schedule.
"I knew the people from the First Battalion couldn't put on a show, so they just signed up for some bare-handed brick-breaking to fool us."
"The Sanlian crosstalk team has been performing for four or five years. They say they're not tired of it, but I'm tired of it."
As a result, the programs submitted by each organization were the same as usual, lacking any novelty, and the main responsibility for the performance still had to be shouldered by the performing arts troupe.
"Oh dear, the primary school for children of employees has signed up for a new program."
A sharp-eyed female soldier pointed to a line of words on the paper.
"What new shows could there be? It's just a bunch of kids singing and dancing. It's just a charade. Last year, one kid started peeing on stage while he was dancing, and the smell lingered for weeks."
Bai Weiwei, a pillar of the performing arts troupe and the absolute protagonist of the annual performances, curled her lips into a disdainful smile upon hearing this: "Alright, stop talking about those trivial things and get back to rehearsing!"
A female soldier who was close to her came over and said, "It's not the children's performance anymore, it's a violin solo this year. Sister Weiwei, you didn't know, did you? Jiang Wanqiu from the elementary school is really good at playing the violin. Our regimental commander even asked someone about Jiang Wanqiu before."
Bai Weiwei's lips twitched slightly.
Jiang Wanqiu? It's her again!
Alarm bells rang instantly in Bai Weiwei's mind.
She actually wants to be on the performance stage too?
What makes her think she can steal my thunder?
"What's so great about the violin? It's all capitalist stuff, what can it possibly achieve?" Bai Weiwei curled her lip. "Besides, with that face of hers, she looks like a vixen. If she really went on stage, wouldn't all the male judges' eyes be glued to her? They could just swipe their fingers a couple of times and give her high scores, right?"
Hearing this, a female soldier next to her couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Sister Weiwei, aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill? She's not a professional violin virtuoso. Even if she's good, can she compare to the people in our cultural troupe who practice every day? Besides, there are female leaders among the judges. Do you think she could seduce a female leader?"
“However…” another person chimed in, “Didn’t our commander praise her before? Maybe she really does have some skills.”
"What do you know!" Bai Weiwei was embarrassed by their words and her voice became sharper. "I'm doing this for the sake of our troupe's reputation! We can't let these frivolous women ruin the atmosphere of our New Year's performance!"
Seeing that no one responded, Bai Weiwei didn't say anything, but she had already made up her mind.
Trying to steal Bai Weiwei's thunder? No way! She had to come up with a way to prevent Jiang Wanqiu from even getting a chance to go on stage!
The moon slowly climbed over the roof.
Inside the room, Le Yunyun and Jiang Wanqiu were having a lively conversation.
Just then, the door was pushed open a crack, and a head peeked in.
It's Li Yanhong.
She was startled to see that there were other people inside and was about to retreat when the sharp-eyed Le Yunyun called out to her, "Hey, is that Sister-in-law Li? Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?"
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