Ye Wanying only noticed the man had entered when she followed her son's gaze. This father was quite reliable, knowing to come in and watch his son's performance.
Commander Gao immediately noticed the gazes of his son and his young wife. A slight smile appeared on his resolute and handsome face, and he raised his right hand to his chest, giving a thumbs-up.
Is this a compliment to the son or the wife?
More... that's probably an exaggeration, right?
What spoiled the mood was that the scene of the family of three gazing warmly at each other, their silence speaking volumes, was abruptly interrupted by a jarring gaze. After looking at the man for a while, that gaze returned to Yingying.
Even colder, even more disgusting...
Ye Wanying frowned slightly, perhaps without even realizing it herself, but Commander Gao, who had been keeping an eye on his wife, noticed it.
How can you see someone blinking from dozens of meters away?
Oh....
He was a special reconnaissance sniper. Let's learn more about him.
A few dozen meters is nothing to Commander Gao. He can see everything within a hundred meters if he wants to.
Otherwise, how could he have become the head of this group at such a young age?
Without this powerful visual ability, things probably wouldn't have been so easy on the battlefield back then.
Upon seeing his young wife frown, Commander Gao glanced around but found nothing.
Of course you can't see anything; the woman's back was turned to the camera, unless you have X-ray vision.
At this moment, the host had finished introducing the program and stepped down, and the accompaniment of "Farewell at the Long Pavilion" began to play from the speakers.
Nine little babies, eight of them standing in a row, and the smallest one standing at the very front, in the middle.
A clear, childlike voice then rang out:
"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, fragrant grasses stretch to the horizon..."
After the little man finished singing the first line, Qin Yao immediately followed with the second line: "The evening breeze brushes the willows, the flute's melody fades, the setting sun beyond the mountains..."
(Chorus): "At the ends of the earth, my friends are scattered and few remain."
Huo Mingchen: "A pot of wine exhausts the remaining joy, tonight's dreams are cold with parting..."
(Repeated parts omitted...)
The unadorned, pure, natural children's voices soothe the mind and body of everyone who hears them, as if all the previous fatigue has vanished in an instant.
Ye Wanying was naturally happy to watch the little radishes perform on stage. None of the nine children were stage-frightened or made mistakes. They were clearly nervous before going on stage, but they changed as soon as they stepped on stage.
Not only Ye Wanying, but the parents of the other eight children were also extremely proud to see their children sing so well and without making any mistakes in front of so many leaders and comrades.
Meanwhile, the senior leaders in the audience were nodding repeatedly. Although it was unclear what they were saying, it was certain that they were praising the children.
The loudest and most exaggerated clapping came from Gu Yujin and Ye Yuerui, both big kids in their chuunibyou phase.
Gu Yujin was thinking: The cutest one is my own nephew. He sings so well. I'll take him out to show my friends sometime in the future.
As for Ye Yuerui, his thought was: That kid can actually sing? Next time I'm in a bad mood, I'll have that kid sing for me. For now, let's give him some encouragement.
hehe....
Just wash up and go to bed; that's easier.
Of course, those in the audience who didn't know before now know that the youngest and cutest child is actually Gao Yanluo's son.
On the Southern Military Region Cultural Troupe's side of the seating area, the beautiful female troupe leader's face was contorted with anger. When she looked at the little figure on the stage again, there was no longer any praise, but rather a vicious look.
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