Luo Ye lowered her voice, "What does Dongdong mean? Does he want to chicken out and give the role to her?"
Dongdong’s little head lowered, and he fumbled with the hem of his clothes without speaking.
"Dongdong, I have spent so long doing your makeup, and I’ve managed to alter the unsuitable clothes for you. If you give up on performing now, are you being fair to me?" The grand reasoning is useless to children, so Luo Ye directly resorted to reverse psychology.
"Sister Ye’er, I’m sorry, I... I was wrong. Actually... I was afraid that I would embarrass you and Brother Feng. It doesn’t matter if I lose face."
Luo Ye affectionately rubbed Dongdong’s head, "Silly boy, look at you, if Sister Xing Nong saw you, she’d pinch you again."
At the moment, Yan Xingnong’s gaze was fixated on Lin Lin, who looked like a pear blossom bathed in rain. Indeed, when a woman feels wronged, it’s useless to try to persuade her. Her classmates’ attempts to calm Lin Lin down only made her cry harder, and the little girl who came with her cried along, and one would have thought they were rehearsing a crying scene.
Qu Yue had gone to deal with some matters, probably waiting for Lin to come back and coax her. It’s uncertain whether there would be a deluge when she returned.
"Classmates, those who are ready please go to the audience seats; those who are not, hurry up, there are only twenty-five more minutes left..." The backstage broadcast suddenly sounded, repeating the same content over and over. Luo Feng came looking for them, "Ye’er, take Dongdong with me, everyone participating in the performance will sit in a special section."
Ye’er showed the camera in her hands, "Dongdong, don’t be nervous, your sister will take beautiful photos of you, you can even send them to Grandma, saying you performed at the university, okay?"
The little guy nodded seriously, "Sister Ye’er, I will definitely do well!"
"Bro, are you okay?" Ye’er said while checking her brother’s attire.
"Having practiced for so long, if there were still problems, I’d be as dumb as a pig." Luo Feng ruffled his sister’s head, "Hurry and go to the audience seats with Nuonuo and Xing Nong, stop worrying."
"Classmates, this celebration will be broadcast live by the city TV station, so please perform your best..."
The sudden broadcast startled Luo Ye, who lowered her voice, "Bro, get ready, Dad might come, there’s something off about this. Of course, I’m just guessing!"
"I also feel something’s off, but I think it’s highly unlikely that Dad would come. Let it go, just do what we need to do."
"Bro, we’re going then, good luck, Dongdong good luck!"
"Good luck Brother Luo Feng! Good luck Dongdong!"
When Luo Ye and Xing Nongying Nuo arrived in the audience area, Tang Luo and Fu Mo were already seated. Tang Luo’s slightly red eyes suggested he had cried, but his mood seemed much better than when they had parted. The three exchanged puzzled glances. What could it be?
"Where’s Dongdong?" Tang Luo and Fu Mo almost asked simultaneously.
"Great timing!" Xing Nong raised her finger, and without waiting for Tang Luo to slap her, she quickly explained, "Dongdong has become a temporary little actor. Later, you two find him by yourselves, see if you can recognize our handsome little guy."
Tang Luo curled his lips, "Even if he wears a mask, I can recognize him. His little figure is too noticeable inside."
"That’s not necessarily the case. Let’s not argue, we’ll let the facts speak for themselves."
"Okay, the loser treats everyone to dinner after the performance to celebrate."
"Deal!" Both slender hands smacked together, Fu Mo shook his head wordlessly. Whenever these two are together, they’re not comfortable unless they’re bickering.
Ye’er looked around and saw that the TV station staff were setting up video equipment. She then realized it was not live but recorded. She had been puzzled before, can technology really be ready for live broadcasting in such short time? It really creates a tense atmosphere.
"I’m very happy to participate in the celebration of Q University, which is a symbol of the vibrant development of culture and education in Island City. To call it ten years, in fact, isn’t quite accurate.
Q University’s predecessor was Q College of Culture, established in 1923. Ten years ago, several local institutions merged to form the real Q University. Therefore, we have both a long history and cultural heritage as well as cutting-edge progressive thinking..."
Watching Dad talk eloquently on stage, Luo Ye’s lips curved into a smile, never expecting Dad could do such a thing, keeping it a secret from his children to bring them a surprise. In the past, such a thought would have been unimaginable.
This change..., speaking of which, is this really her dad? I wonder what Brother is feeling right now?
Luo Feng’s emotions were naturally more intense than Luo Ye’s. In his mind, Dad had always been so serious that he scarcely smiled. Even after such significant changes in the past few months, it was still hard to erase the original image from his heart.