Chapter 146
"Sister Jiayin, I'm so wronged. It seems that being too strong is also a sin!"
Ye Jiayin was amused by her serious self-praise. "Yes, yes, you are too strong, doesn't that make others look inferior? You know, the level of our school's training team is the best in the province. Many people have been number one since childhood, and their future goal is also to be number one. But there is only one number one, and everyone is not only classmates, but also competitors. The atmosphere can't be as harmonious as before."
"What about Sister Jiayin? Is your goal also to be number one?"
Ye Jiayin didn't expect her to ask this. After thinking about the wording, he said, "If I say I don't need to take first place, I don't know if you can understand."
Su Miao nodded and said, "I understand."
Given Ye Jiayin's family background, she didn't need to rack her brains to be the best in everything. Her starting point was different from that of ordinary people.
Her current studies are just to lay the foundation for what she wants to do in the future, not simply for the title of "first". As long as she is good enough, these rankings don't matter at all.
"So Miaomiao's goal is to be first?" Ye Jiayin asked.
Su Miao smiled: "Me? I'm already number one, so this is not my goal. Enjoying life is more important than this."
Ye Jiayin nodded with relief and said, "If she continues to behave unkindly towards you, I suggest you let the class teacher handle it directly. There's no need to waste time on this inexplicable hostility."
"I know, Sister Jiayin. I just hope she can be smarter and not do those unnecessary little things. It won't have any effect on me, but if it backfires on her, she'll cry."
When Ye Jiayin thought about what happened to Ma Wenjie before, she was not so worried anymore. She knew that Su Miao was not a soft-hearted person who would repay evil with kindness.
The red song competition was scheduled for the evening of the following week. In the draw the day before yesterday, Su Miao drew sixth place, which was relatively close and a good performance order.
All the students in the school moved their stools to watch the game below. The first-year students were chatting enthusiastically together, while the second-year students were more experienced and brought snacks to eat together.
The students in the third year of junior high school are divided into two groups. Some are excited about the rare moment of relaxation, while others feel that it is a waste of time.
Some students even brought notebooks and read with flashlights.
After Su Miao and Ye Jiayin placed their stools, they went to wait in the backstage. The music teacher would start the show soon, so the piano had been tuned early in the morning, so Ye Jiayin could just play it later.
Because this competition did not require that the repertoire could not overlap, the same repertoire appeared after only five songs were sung. However, when Su Miao was waiting in the backstage, she glanced at the announcement list and found that no one chose the same repertoire as them.
In this competition, everyone is required to wear the same uniform and no makeup is allowed, and victory depends entirely on singing.
Su Miao and Ye Jiayin cooperated well, completed the performance smoothly, and received thunderous applause.
The most enthusiastic applause came from the first-year training team. Many students stood on the stools and screamed for them, but were then suppressed by the head teacher.
After the singing, they could return to the classroom. When Su Miao returned to her seat, she found that her classmates were much more enthusiastic towards her.
"Su Miao, it turns out you can really sing! You sing really well!"
"Yeah, you and Ye Jiayin work really well together. You must have practiced for a long time!"
"Our class should have a chance to win an award this time. That's great. It's been a while since our class won an award in this kind of arts competition."
The entertainment committee member laughed and said, "Ha! Are you blaming me for my incompetence?"
"Not really. After all, we didn't prepare seriously, so it's normal not to win the award. This time, Su Miao and Ye Jiayin performed well, so there's hope!"
The outstanding performances of Su Miao and Ye Jiayin made the third-year training team much more lively, but Zhang Qi, who was sitting in the first row, did not turn around to join the discussion with his classmates.
She stared at the stage, as if she didn't hear her classmates praising Su Miao.
When all the songs were finished, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. After the tense score counting, the result was unexpected.
The Grade 9 training team and Grade 8 (2) class tied for first place. Fortunately, the Academic Affairs Office had prepared a lot of blank certificates, so we just had to fill in the class name.
As a singer, Su Miao received the award on behalf of the class. The girl who tied for first place was Yan Ziyue. She had long flowing hair and a very classical temperament, like the kind of girl who had been well cultivated since childhood.
After receiving the award and returning to the backstage, Yan Ziyue said to Su Miao, "Are you a senior from the third grade? You sing really well. Did you also learn vocal music when you were a kid?"
Su Miao shook her head: "I didn't learn it professionally, it's just a hobby. You sing very professionally."
Yan Ziyue's face fell, and she said dejectedly, "It's still like this. Everyone only regards me as professional."
"Is your major not good? People can tell you have a solid foundation just by listening to it."
"My mom is in an art troupe, and I've been learning singing from her since I was little. Now she always says I only have technique but no emotion."
"You already sing much better than your peers! You'll get better and better in the future."
Su Miao could only say this, but what he was thinking was that singing with emotion requires the accumulation and sedimentation of life. It is normal for junior high school students not to have it, but when you have it, you will miss the ignorant present.
There were two other leaders lining up to give speeches. Su Miao walked in the opposite direction behind the big stage and slipped into the camp of the first-year junior high school training team. Her old classmates were all excited and their faces were flushed, as if their own children had finally made it.
Huang Jiaqi shook Su Miao's shoulders and said, "Miao Miao, you sing so well!"
The entertainment committee member who represented the first-grade training team and won third place said, "That's right! Why wasn't this competition held last semester? Then you could have won first place and it would have belonged to our class!"
Su Miao pretended to be modest and said, "You sing very well too, not inferior to me."
"Tsk~ Stop it~"
Wang Xin also peeked over from the next class, held out his red palm, and said, "Su Miao, look! My hands are all red just clapping for you."
Su Miao looked at him, thought of the dream, and said solemnly: "Wang Xin, thank you."
Wang Xin scratched his head and muttered, "Why are you being so serious? I'm embarrassed. This is not like you at all."
"Wang Xin! Don't worry, I will definitely help you with your studies and try to get you into the training team in the second year of junior high school."
"Ah! Don't! Don't come here! Don't come here!!!"
Seeing Wang Xin running away in terror, a group of people burst into laughter.
The class teachers who were originally supposed to maintain order stood at the end of the line, smiling at each other and letting the children enjoy this rare happy time.
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