Liang Shuqin was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhou Yunwan, and then she clenched her fists in anger. Why was she everywhere!
Receiving the other party's hostile eyes, Zhou Yunwan sighed silently. She finally understood why no one was sitting here.
She was extremely regretful at this moment. Why didn't she take a closer look at who was sitting here before coming over? It's too late to leave now.
"I really don't know how you have the nerve to say that? You professionals competing with unprofessionals like us, how is that any different from cheating?"
Zhao Wanwan snorted, "What do you mean by cheating? Then why don't you ask your parents to spend money to let you learn dancing? Don't you want to?"
The family areas of the compound are divided into several areas, where there are high-ranking officials like Shen Dewen, as well as ordinary soldiers. They live in the tube-shaped buildings on the other side and basically have no interaction with each other.
Compared with girls from well-off backgrounds like Zhao Wanwan and Liang Shuqin, they simply had no chance or conditions to learn dancing. In the eyes of the other party, what Zhao Wanwan said was tantamount to stepping on their self-esteem.
"Haha, you're so funny. You, who have learned to dance, can't dance as well as Yunwan, who has never learned to dance. I think the grand prize will definitely go to Yunwan."
The dispute continued, and even the signs of war spread to the innocent Zhou Yunwan.
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Zhou Yunwan looked at the girl who had been arguing with Liang Shuqin with a puzzled look on her face. She remembered that she and she had rehearsed in the same room yesterday and had even come over to chat with her.
I asked her how she could dance so well when she was obviously from the countryside, and whether she had ever learned dancing.
Zhou Yunwan was very grateful that the other party thought highly of her, but she didn't want to be a shield, nor did she want to join in this meaningless quarrel.
Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Yunwan stood up. Everyone thought she was going to help, but unexpectedly she raised her hand and shouted: "Zhao..."
It looks like he wants to call Director Zhao.
The quarrel stopped abruptly.
Liang Shuqin and the other girl didn't expect that she would report to the director directly. Their faces turned ugly for a moment. What's the difference between this and a primary school student reporting his teacher? But they are afraid of this trick. If they are disqualified from participating because of it, it would be a waste of time.
So they hurriedly spoke up to stop Zhou Yunwan.
Zhou Yunwan was just pretending to scare the others, so she shut up and looked at the girl who dragged her down with her. She said coldly, "Just keep arguing, don't drag me into this."
The girl blushed guiltily: "I'm sorry, I just spoke too quickly and didn't mean it."
"I've been watching you practice dancing these past few days, and I really think you dance very well, much better than the others."
Another hateful remark.
Zhou Yunwan frowned and saw that the expressions of those in the art troupe were very intriguing. Some rolled their eyes, while others curled their lips in disdain.
However, due to the fake move she had just made, no one dared to stir up trouble again, but the contempt and ridicule were still obvious.
"..." Zhou Yunwan, who had suffered a wave of mental attacks for no apparent reason, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
She seriously doubted whether she had offended this person unintentionally, otherwise how could she flatter her and act as if she admired her very much, but actually caused her a lot of trouble invisibly.
To sum it up in one sentence: Green tea is terrible.
"Yun Wan, I don't mean any harm, are you angry?"
Seeing that she was still talking, Zhou Yunwan could no longer bear it and said impatiently and coldly: "Shut up, do you know me well? Just call me by my name?"
They call each other Yunwan all the time, and if you don’t know them, you would think they are good sisters.
The girl seemed to have not expected that her usual routine would not work, and she froze in place, but she soon reacted, and her stiff expression turned into a wronged one: "I'm sorry..."
Seeing that the girl's eyes were red, her friends began to criticize Zhou Yunwan.
"Fu Ying has already apologized, do you really have to say such harsh words?"
"That's right. Besides, she didn't say anything bad about you. Instead, she praised you. Why are you angry?"
Zhou Yunwan snorted coldly: "Does it have anything to do with you? You should shut up too."
"You!" They didn't expect her to be so stubborn and were speechless for a moment.
It happened that it was the turn of the performance prepared by Zhao Wanwan and a few others. Zhao Qingxia shouted "Quiet" loudly, and everyone had to be quiet.
Coincidentally, the next one was the skit prepared by Fu Ying and her friends, followed by Zhou Yunwan.
I have to say that Zhao Wanwan and the others are worthy of being from the art troupe. Their dancing skills are there, and no matter what, they won’t dance too badly.
The skit prepared by Fu Ying and her friends was a little disappointing. Zhou Yunwan noticed something was wrong when they were rehearsing. One or two girls seemed to be restrained, which resulted in a poor performance.
However, Zhou Yunwan doesn't care about how their shows are. The types of shows are different, and there is nothing to compare at all. As long as they perform their shows well, the results depend on the audience's likes and dislikes.
When it was Zhou Yun's turn to go on stage, she heard someone from Zhao Wanwan's side sneer, "I'd like to stay and see how well she dances. I'm afraid she's just trying to show off."
Zhou Yunwan ignored him and went straight onto the stage. She glanced around at the audience and nodded to the teacher in charge of the sound system.
As the music slowly sounded, Zhou Yunwan danced skillfully as she had practiced countless times before. Every movement seemed to be engraved in her bones, attracting everyone's attention.
There was silence in the audience until the music ended, followed by spontaneous and warm applause.
Zhou Yunwan bowed, walked down the stage from the other end, and headed straight for the door. Now all she had to do was wait patiently for the results to come out in the afternoon. There was no need to stay any longer.
As she left, Zhao Wanwan and the others, who were still reluctant to leave, suddenly came to their senses, looked at each other, and saw the same surprise and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"You dance so well, but you've never learned how to dance?"
“Could it be a talent?”
"That should be the case. I heard that ethnic minorities are born with the ability to dance, so they definitely have an advantage over us."
Upon hearing this, everyone expressed their agreement, but their expressions were indescribable.
After all, how could they be willing to admit that they were outdone by a country girl who knew nothing?
However, few people knew that Zhou Yunwan was not a purely talented contestant. She started learning dancing at the age of four. Her more than ten years of dancing career destined her to be better than those who had only learned dancing for seven or eight years. What's more, they often slacked off in their daily practice.
The results in the afternoon were not surprising at all, Zhou Yunwan successfully passed the screening.
Zhou Yunwan couldn't wait to share the good news with Shen Yanli, so she quickened her pace and returned home. She just happened to see his back at the entrance, and she stepped forward and patted his shoulder without thinking.
"Brother, let me tell you..."
However, when the man turned around, Zhou Yunwan's words were stuck in his throat.
The man in front of her was dressed in black, with a pair of gold round-frame glasses on his tall nose. He looked gentle yet a little distant, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was filled with indifference.
The smile on Zhou Yunwan's face froze.
This man is about 50% similar to Shen Yanli, but he is not him.
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