Chapter 263 We Apply for a Dual Recitation
(Disclaimer: I may have raised expectations too high for the heroine in the previous chapters. The heroine really can't sing or dance. I've seen scenes where the heroine made a stunning debut with a labor union, and I didn't want to write something similar (also, the heroine's overall tone has always been positive, and she won't be highlighted in such a plot). These two chapters are to enrich the hero and heroine's relationship and speed up their progress. The heroine shines in her dedication to her country, so I won't highlight her too much here.)
What?
Lin Qingqing turned around and looked at Xiuhong in disbelief, trying to confirm whether she had heard it wrongly.
Could it be that I'm hallucinating because I'm nervous?
Xiuhong laughed awkwardly and looked at Lin Qingqing, not knowing what to say. What kind of luck was this?
Hong Yu, who was standing next to her, stretched her head to see Lin Qingqing's bewildered expression. She smiled and comforted Lin Qingqing, "Qingqing, don't be nervous. We military wives can't compare to those engineers who practice singing and dancing every day. Even if you sing out of tune or your dancing isn't that good, no one will laugh at you."
Xiuhong also said: "We are not professionals, so we really don't want you to sing half a song. This is what happens to sisters-in-law who can't sing."
Aunt Wang also stretched her head to encourage Lin Qingqing: "Qingqing, come on, win honor for our military family."
She thought that Lin Qingqing must be able to sing because of her looks. Which girl nowadays couldn't hum a few lines?
After hearing what they said, Lin Qingqing became even more resistant.
What is she going to perform on stage?
Take something out of space and perform a magic trick with bare hands?
No, no, what if people suspect me of something?
She racked her brains but couldn't think of what she could perform.
Can I just refuse directly?
She turned her head and looked at Song Yiyuan. Wouldn't that be too embarrassing for Song Yiyuan?
Song Yiyuan frowned slightly and looked back at Lin Qingqing. It was the first time he saw a look of embarrassment and rejection on Lin Qingqing's face.
He said softly, "If you don't want to go up, we won't go. It's okay."
Lin Qingqing felt warmed when she heard this. If Song Yiyuan had said the other way around, "It's okay, just go up and sing a few lines."
Then she might really give up and not go on stage.
It's really weird to have this body instinctively resist something while others smile and say it's a small matter and not to take it seriously.
"Which of the two military dependents will perform first?"
Zhang Lin asked on the stage. The two soldiers behind her had already removed the chairs and wooden boxes.
"I'll go first."
The military dependent who was picked out first raised her hand and stood up, and the sisters-in-law stepped aside to let her go.
The sister-in-law was afraid that Lin Qingqing was so beautiful that she would not have the courage to go on stage during the performance, so she bravely raised her hand first.
"Excuse me, what kind of performance will this military family member be performing?" Zhang Lin looked at the military family member who walked onto the stage with a smile on his face.
"I want to sing 'The Sun is the Reddest, Chairman Mao is the Dearest.'" My sister-in-law replied with a smile on her face.
She has sung this song many times and never goes out of tune.
"Yes, the background music will be available soon."
Zhang Lin handed the wired microphone to his sister-in-law and went off the stage.
But the moment she lowered her head to look at the stairs, her expression changed.
The second draw did not involve Song Yiyuan's name at all.
Anyway, I put it back in the box after I finished reading it. Whoever she said it was, it was hers.
Her niece was sent to labor camp because of Lin Qingqing, and she wanted to embarrass her every day.
See what kind of performance a country boy can put on.
Apparently, what she did had some effect. Just now, when she asked who would come up first, Lin Qingqing didn't say a word.
I'm just stage fright.
Lin Qingqing glanced at her sister-in-law who was already singing on the stage and whose performance might end at any time, and frowned again.
Song Yiyuan told her not to go if she didn't want to, but she hesitated instead.
He was just commended today, but he was already lagging behind.
She leaned towards Song Yiyuan and whispered in his ear, "I can't sing or dance."
"Then don't go."
He also felt that Qingqing didn't like performing on stage. She hadn't smiled since she heard that she was chosen.
Seeing Song Yiyuan still said so.
She explained in a low voice: "But, this will only make you lose face."
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