Chapter 295: Chapter 300: The Skirt Got Torn Off
“Everyone else, disperse!”
The crowd scurried off, and Qiu Bai followed suit.
Meng Ping impatiently pulled away from Hai Lan’s arm, “Enough. There’s no audience now, so drop the act.” After saying this, he didn’t give Hai Lan another glance and turned to leave with decisive strides.
Qin Cuifen watched as Meng Ping turned his back, standing there helplessly, pretending to be invisible.
“Meng Ping, I won’t be staying in the dorm tonight. Come pick me up later,” Hai Lan called out to Meng Ping’s retreating figure.
“Do you think the General Union is your home? Stay if you want, leave if you don’t?” Meng Ping turned around to deliver a cold, sarcastic remark, then left without looking back.
Hai Lan stood rooted to the spot, seething inside, yet her face still wore a gentle and virtuous expression.
Qin Cuifen was utterly impressed by her; she guessed Hai Lan must be furious, but the composure she displayed was formidable indeed.
That was many times more skilled than what Widow Zhang had described.
“What are you looking at?” Hai Lan turned and smiled, “You’re the comrade whose skirt got pulled off on stage, right?”
Qin Cuifen’s smile froze instantly. Inside, she cursed Sheng Ning a thousand times over— that little bitch had caused the only stain in her life, one she would never forget.
Seeing her discomfort, Hai Lan felt quite pleased inside. Humph! Want to laugh at her? No way!
“Let’s get to know each other. My name is Hai Lan; what’s yours?”
“I am Qin Cuifen!” Since she knew about the skirt incident, how could she not know her name?
“Well, then we are friends from now on!”
“Of course, we will definitely become good friends.”
“Well, Cuifen, why don’t you show me where to get the costumes and handle the paperwork?”
“Sure, follow me. There’s actually a free bunk in our dorm, I’ll get you a lower bed.”
“That would be great, thank you.”
The two people, each with their own agendas, left chatting and laughing.
Inside Practice Room No.1, Chen Huaying was kicking herself for missing the drama, “How could I miss such a once-in-a-lifetime drama?”
“Who asked you to leave so early!”
“I was sneaking off to the video room to watch ‘The Legend of the Condor Heroes’!”
In 1983, ‘The Legend of the Condor Heroes’ was immensely popular throughout Dajiang, even within the General Union where everyone would watch a few episodes during the holidays. Chen Huaying, daring as she was, sneaked off to binge-watch whenever she had a chance. Often disappearing, seldom going home, now she would rush home whenever she got the chance.
“Keep watching, and be careful the headquarters catch you and skin you alive.” This drama was addictive, impossible to stop watching once you started. Yang Wenying had issued a ban a week ago forbidding it to be mentioned.
“Ah…” Chen Huaying sighed deeply three times. She and Hai Lan had grown up in the same Dean’s complex and knew each other inside out. Their relationship was somewhat similar to Su Yun and Yang Wenying, having taken a dislike to each other from childhood.
Chen Huaying despised Hai Lan for being hypocritical.
Hai Lan thought Chen Huaying looked down on her because of her adopted status and also despised her for being crude and unruly.
“Stop getting distracted and focus on practicing.” Sheng Ning danced elegantly, performing spinning steps and quietly reminded them as she spun near them.
Several groups had gathered in Practice Room No.1, where the dance and vocal groups felt the most pressure. Yang Xiaoman had been practicing singing so much that she had almost lost her voice, and Qiu Bai had specifically allowed her to rest for a day.
Everyone went about their own, and Yang Wenying also walked in from outside, hands behind her back.
“Lu Xiaoshuang, come here.”