Liang Ran'an also said, "Yes, yes, I really didn't expect it. Xiaxia, you are such a surprise person."
Tan Xia felt embarrassed by the praise.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she said, "It's nothing, it's just what I should do."
The crew was immediately immersed in the lively atmosphere. The director not only praised Tan Xia for her singing and dancing skills, but also called her the lucky star of the production team. The crew's cameras were also focused on Tan Xia throughout the recording.
After the dance ended, a passerby said something unpleasant. Tan Xia's first reaction was to quickly defend Ning Qiluo in front of everyone: "No, Qiluo danced very well too. When praising a girl, everyone should praise her together!"
After Tan Xia's words of reassurance, everyone's goodwill towards her increased even more.
Look at her, what an understanding girl she is.
Ning Qiluo didn't seem to care and returned to her seat, as if she hadn't taken what had just happened to heart. However, she did think about what Tan Xia had said earlier—that Tan Xia's grandmother worked in a plantation as a manager.
Could it be Grandma Kong?
In Ning Qiluo's memory, only Grandma Kong in the plantation could match the description of Grandma Tan Xia, and Grandma Kong should be over seventy years old this year.
Because the plantation was too big.
So every time she entered the plantation, it was Grandma Kong who took her with her, cared for her, and then personally sent her home.
So much so that she was particularly fond of Grandma Kong.
My mother also said that Grandma Kong was her capable assistant in managing the plantation, so much so that now that Grandma Kong is quite old, my mother will never mention asking her to leave as long as she doesn't want to.
...
Jiang Zhaoying had witnessed everything that had just happened. She shifted her position to Ning Qiluo's side, gently nudged her with her arm, and asked with a smile, "Feeling down?"
"What's bothering you?" Ning Qiluo didn't understand what Jiang Zhaoying meant.
Jiang Zhaoying scoffed and said two words: "Don't be upset, you just wait."
Ning Qiluo didn't understand what he was talking about and waited, absentmindedly watching the lively atmosphere.
Jiang Zhaoying got up and walked towards the restaurant's cashier. She spoke a few words with the cashier and nodded a few times, indicating that they had probably reached an agreement.
I don't know what they were talking about.
He walked back and grabbed Ning Qiluo's wrist: "Come on, come with me."
The two have always had an ambiguous and unclear romantic relationship. Whether it's on the surface or in private, no one can say for sure. No matter what happens between them, everyone keeps quiet and the cameras just keep filming.
There is a performance area in the mixed-gender restaurant.
Unlike upscale restaurants or quiet bars, the music in mixed-use restaurants is more down-to-earth.
Everyone assumed that Jiang Zhaoying had taken Ning Qiluo away to spend time alone, given the large number of people present and the rather awkward situation Ning Qiluo had just experienced.
But a short while later, the sound of hand drums being struck, along with melodious accompaniment, came from the performance stage—
Look, look, the moon is smiling.
- There is a beautiful bridge on the horizon
That's the result of my parents' hard work.
That's our pride.
-The wind blows, the rain falls
- Accompanied by our laughter
Sunlight shines on the Moon Bridge
That was the clarion call of hope.
-……
Few people have heard this piece, but the accompanying hand drum tune feels very familiar.
But what's most captivating is the rhythm of the hand drum, which perfectly complements the song.
Everyone gathered around to see who was singing and playing music.
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