"No, but I can teach you singing techniques." The Ice-Faced Goddess isn't called that for nothing; she wouldn't just casually sing for you.
Qin Yao and Huo Mingchen, the two little devils, immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, thank you, Auntie."
Ye Wanying had no objection to this. With Ye Yue and the others taking over to teach these kids to sing, she could relax a lot. After all, she was just an amateur, while they were all professionals.
After watching for a while, Ye Wanying left to go to her sisters-in-law's side, while this group of little kids obediently followed Ye Yueleng and Xin Wei in singing.
After singing it once, the two stopped singing and occasionally gave pointers to the little radishes who made mistakes.
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Time flew by and it was three days before the performance.
It was the weekend, so the children weren't in school and the soldiers were probably on leave. The auditorium was unusually lively, and today was also the day for the first rehearsal of the performance.
The little radishes have changed into brand new white shirts. Except for one little dumpling, the other eight big kids all have red scarves tied around their necks, and each of them has light makeup on their faces. Each child has a red dot between their eyebrows, making them look exceptionally cute and pretty.
On stage, the first act, "The Red Army Women," is about to begin, while dozens of soldiers sit below, waiting to watch.
"Sister Lai, I'm so nervous, what should I do?" a woman asked anxiously as she put a hat on her.
"Why are you nervous? There are no outsiders here today, just our group. If you're really nervous, just treat them all like radishes and cabbages."
"Huh? Is this going to work?" Radishes and cabbages? Those are living, breathing people!
Ye Wanying came over after doing the children's makeup and happened to overhear the conversation between the two sisters-in-law: "Sister-in-law Lai is right. When we go on stage, we should just think of the people below as radishes that are about to be stewed, cabbages that are about to be stir-fried, and potatoes that are about to be cooked. We must not imagine them as people."
This made everyone laugh, and the tense atmosphere seemed to dissipate considerably.
"Are all the props ready?" he asked again.
Upon hearing this, the soldiers nodded quickly: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, everything is ready."
"Alright, time's almost up. Go out and make the arrangements, let's get started right away."
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Inside the auditorium, the music had already started, and the host had taken the stage.
The host was a veteran cadre in the troupe who had always worked in clerical positions. He was the one who hosted almost every event the troupe had, and this time was no exception.
Even members of the performing arts troupe skipped their own rehearsals to watch the performance.
Gao Dan and his group were basically the last to arrive, and they sat in the back row.
The entire auditorium was silent; no one spoke, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage. The setup was truly eerie.
With a whoosh, the bright red cloth curtain was pulled open.
"Run! Run some more!"
A woman was curled up on the ground, trembling, while several vicious women were punching and kicking her.
"No, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me, let me go."
"Heh... Let you go? Dream on. Once you've entered the gates of the Nan family, whether you're a master or a maid, you're a member of the Nan family in life and in death."
Then came another round of vicious punches and kicks from the woman, while outside, thunder and heavy rain continued.
Soon, the woman on the ground fell silent.
A maidservant nearby reached out and touched the woman's nose, then took a step back in fright: "Oh no! Qionghua isn't breathing! She's dead!"
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