It was Tuanzi who spoke up again at just the right moment, rescuing the group of radish brothers and sisters.
Yes, that's right, there are little girls there.
Don't underestimate the little girls in the courtyard. They've been playing around with these boys since they were little, and they're already quite the tomboys.
This isn't the first time he's skipped school.
“Pull and peel, eat the dumplings, my brother gave them to me.”
Gao Dan withdrew his gaze and looked again at the little figure jumping anxiously at his feet. His slender fingers quickly began to peel.
Tuanzi was very happy and began to hum: "I am a... hardworking... and not clingy... little fairy... um heh... little fairy... um heh heh... little fairy... um heh heh heh heh."
The sound has traveled hundreds of miles away, and they even changed the lyrics without permission. Where do all these little devils come from?
Commander Gao thought to himself: Could it be that my young wife taught me this again? Who wrote the lyrics?
If possible, Commander Gao should probably talk to the lyricist.
The little guy happily ate the roasted sweet potatoes his brothers lovingly prepared, while the rest of the group of radishes, under the immense pressure of the King of Hell, dared not utter a single sound.
Fortunately, Ye Wanying came over again: "Come on, children, come with Auntie, let's go over there."
Qin Yao and Huo Mingchen immediately followed, and the other children, being shrewd as they were, followed along with them, keeping their eyes down and their minds at ease.
They were finally far away from Yama, the King of Hell, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The sight of eight children standing on the stage was truly refreshing.
"Oh, there are children performing?"
"It must be. Look, they've already gone on stage to rehearse."
"Sister-in-law, this is a big deal! I can imagine it will cause a sensation throughout the entire military region. I've never seen children perform before."
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Ye Wanying paid no attention to the discussions among the audience, and instead lined up the children according to their height.
The formation used was one where the middle was higher than the sides.
Two pretty little girls were in the middle, with Qin Yao and Huo Mingchen on either side.
Among the boys, only these two have a cool, slightly rebellious look. Because there are so few of them, they were only arranged in one row.
Oh, no, there are two columns.
There's one more little figure eating a roasted sweet potato that's supposed to stand at the very front.
After lining up, Ye Wanying asked, "Who among you can sing 'Farewell at the Long Pavilion'?"
The boys all shook their heads, but one little girl raised her hand excitedly and said, "I know, Auntie, I know! I've seen the movie 'My Memories of Old Beijing,' and the theme song is 'Farewell at the Long Pavilion,' but I only know the first two lines." After saying that, the little girl stuck out her tongue and smiled shyly.
Ye Wanying nodded: "That's right, it's that song. You're Honghong, right? Can you sing us a couple of lines?"
"Ah...ah? You're singing for real?" The little girl stammered nervously.
Then his friends joined in the commotion, saying, "Sing! Sing! Let us hear it!"
"Yeah, I always see you acting like a boy, I never knew you could sing!"
"Prove that you're a girl."
Wow, these radishes are something else!
Honghong was clearly very angry, her little face pouting: "Hmph, I'll sing then, you all listen carefully." Let me show you whether I'm a girl or not.
The little girl is still too young to understand that it's all just boys trying to goad her.
"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, fragrant grasses stretch to the horizon; the evening breeze caresses the willows, the flute's melody fades, the setting sun shines beyond the mountains; at the ends of the earth, my close friends are scattered and few remain..."
The little girl sang really well; she captivated everyone on and off the stage with just a few lines.
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