This program was not performed on the stage of the song and dance troupe in Shishan Township that evening; it was to be performed the next day.
The performance was still a success, but the troupe members now seemed somewhat numb to its success, not at all as elated as they had been a few days ago.
This is getting carried away.
The evening's regular performance sold over 250 tickets, generating over 700 yuan in revenue, but it was the lowest-earning day in the past few days.
"Sigh! I haven't even made eight hundred yuan in sales today." Bi Sheng sighed deeply as he lay on his bed in his tent.
"You should be content. We used to make over three hundred yuan a day and we still managed. Why are you complaining that we made over seven hundred yuan today?" Mu Shuihua teased the man while removing her makeup.
Bi Sheng thought about it and realized, "In Xiao Liang's words, have I really gotten too cocky?"
"You're practically gone by now, go to sleep. I'm going out for a walk. I really don't know what use you are to me. I have to go out tonight with this big belly. If you just disappear like that, I can find someone better."
Bi Sheng didn't take his wife's words seriously at all. Mu Shuihua had barely stepped out of the tent before he started snoring.
Taking a walk every night has become a habit for Mu Shuihua over the years. She feels uneasy if she doesn't go for a walk, whether she has something to do or not.
Because they weren't leaving the next day, the greenhouse wasn't dismantled that night, and all the tents belonging to the families around it went silent.
There was no movement in the bus where the girls were resting either, except for the lights still on in the shed.
Mu Shuihua walked into the shed and saw Liang Liang shirtless, lying on the stage, scribbling something on paper.
The boys who were also sleeping in the shed were already snoring loudly.
Mu Shuihua silently approached Liang Liang once again.
This time, Liang Liang was really scared, and almost jumped onto the roof of the greenhouse.
Mu Shuihua chuckled.
After recognizing Mu Shuihua, Liang Liang let out a long sigh: "Hey Mu, can't you be a little more careful? I just finished talking this afternoon and you pulled this stunt. Are you planning to rob me and kill me? You won't be satisfied until you scare me to death."
"I want to see what you're writing, a love letter?"
"Tch! You look down on me? Do I need to write love letters? I can beckon a whole platoon with a snap of my fingers."
"You're bragging again! What are you writing if not love letters?"
"Isn't Boss Wei's son getting married tomorrow? We should at least sing a couple of celebratory songs related to weddings. I'm writing songs."
Liang Liang waved the notebook in her hand.
Mu Shuihua peeked out and saw that the sheet music and lyrics were indeed written on the paper.
Mu Shuihua was a little touched.
Although Liang Liang is an employee of the song and dance troupe, they are not related by blood or marriage, but he treats the troupe like his own home, and is still worrying about the troupe's performance tomorrow even at this time.
Looking back at her man, she knew he was already fast asleep, as if he had already passed through countless mountains.
"Sigh! Xiao Liang! It would be so great if you were my man." Mu Shuihua blurted out this without thinking.
"Sister Mu! Aren't you cursing me? If I were your man, wouldn't I be marrying a mother?"
Mu Shuihua chuckled: "You little rascal! What are you talking about? I'm only thirteen years older than you, how did I become your mother?"
The chances of a thirteen-year-old becoming a mother are indeed quite low.
Mu Shuihua wanted to see what songs Liang Liang had written, but Liang Liang naturally refused, citing confidentiality as the reason.
"Then don't write too late," Mu Shuihua reminded him, patted Liang Liang on the back, and went back to sleep.
What does it mean when she touches my dad? Is she trying to cause trouble?
With your belly so big, it's pointless to do anything!
Besides, I can't eat the grass near my own nest. If I did, I would have taken care of the girls in the song and dance troupe long ago.
Liang Liang worked until 12:30, feeling that he had enough to prepare for tomorrow's performance, so he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
The next morning, Mr. Wei drove his Volga to the location where the dance troupe was staying.
“My neighbor watched your show last night and said it was fantastic. Looks like I didn’t waste my money this time.”
“Boss Wei! So you thought we were low-level? Let me tell you, we have the ability to perform in movie theaters.” Seeing that Bi Sheng and Mu Shuihua didn’t speak, Liang Liang had no choice but to chime in.
Mu Shuihua felt exhausted upon hearing this. "Can't you live without bragging?"
They even went to the cinema; they used to never even go into the city.
"Whenever you perform at the Yahe Cinema, I will definitely go and support you."
A performance at the Yahe City Cinema?
Don't even think about it before 1995.
"You'll definitely get it; just prepare the money."
"I'm taking you to my house to see where the stage is set up."
Bi Sheng, his wife, and Liang Liang then got into Boss Wei's Volga and went to Boss Wei's house.
The main street of Shishan Township runs east-west, and Mr. Wei's house is located at the westernmost part of Shishan Township.
About fifty or sixty meters further west is the large river outside Yahe City.
From Mr. Wei's house to the riverbank is a piece of farmland.
Mr. Wei's house is a three-story building, which was recently completed. The courtyard wall has not yet been built, which makes the area in front of his house very large.
In the rural areas of southern Liaoning in 1993, it was not unusual for families to build two-story houses, but three-story houses were extremely rare.
Therefore, the owner's wealth can be seen from this three-story building.
There were many people helping out in the Wei family's courtyard, which was filled with pots, pans, tables, and plastic chairs.
Bi Sheng and his wife, along with Liang Liang, walked around in front of Boss Wei's small building and decided on the location for setting up the stage.
The stage was set up on the open ground to the east of Mr. Wei's house.
Choosing to perform in the afternoon on the east side means you don't have to face the sun.
With the location chosen, the next step is to set up the stage.
This time, they didn't even have to build the stage themselves. Boss Wei complained that their dance troupe's stage was too small, so he wanted to build a bigger and taller stage himself.
After the location was confirmed, Boss Wei immediately called the Shishan Township construction team. More than 20 people worked in a flurry of activity and used the scaffolding used by the construction team to set up the stage in just over an hour.
The stage is three meters off the ground, and the stage is eight meters long and five meters wide.
It was covered with a wooden board about an inch thick.
After the stage was set up, Liang Liang went up and jumped around a few times to test its sturdiness.
After inspecting the stage, it was already past eight o'clock, so the three of them returned to the dance troupe's tent.
They will have a final practice session in the morning to prepare for the afternoon performance.
The girls mainly focused on getting familiar with the solo, trio, and five-person ghost dance.
Cuihua was practicing the song Liang Liang had given her.
Although the original version was sung by a male singer, Cuihua's voice was a bit rough, but she still sang it quite well.
Liang Liang didn't practice the song he wrote for the wedding last night. Since he was going to sing and play the guitar himself anyway, there wasn't time to use a band and there wasn't much to practice.
Around 10:30, the dance troupe left two men to do odd jobs and watch the house, while the rest of them took their equipment and arrived at Boss Wei's house in a truck.
When they arrived at the location, to their surprise, another stage had been erected just a dozen meters away from their original stage.
A banner was also hung on the stage: The Asia Song and Dance Troupe congratulates Wei XX and Han XX on their marriage.
This is going to be a showdown!
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