PDLP Chapter 55 Performance Preparation
Chapter 55 Performance Preparation
Jiang Songchu nodded, indicating that he agreed with everyone's opinions.
During the evening rehearsal, she specifically sought out the teacher in charge of the gala's arrangements and negotiated with the teacher to have her performance placed as the last one.
Upon learning of the situation, the teacher readily agreed and moved Class 3 of Grade 1 to perform "Moon Bonds" last.
The next day, Chen Yun, along with Aman, a photographer, and a makeup artist, arrived at the school ahead of time.
Speaking of this, I should mention a little incident that happened when Chen Yun was coordinating with the teachers from the General Affairs Office of No. 39 Middle School.
The school leaders were initially unwilling to allow them to record.
But Chen Yun, being who she is, simply said, "Teacher, after Hongtian Entertainment films this program, we will make it into a music video and release it. This way, we can simultaneously promote No. 39 Middle School, and next year's enrollment work will definitely be much easier than that of the neighboring Experimental Middle School."
Upon hearing this, the school leaders immediately agreed with a smile and asked Chen Yun to leave her contact information.
When the music video is released and promoted, it will be simultaneously promoted on the school's official website and platforms.
And so, the two sides reached an agreement.
Inside the dressing room, several makeup artists were meticulously creating stage makeup looks for the girls.
Since this is a stage performance, their makeup will be more elaborate than usual. However, even the most elaborate makeup will fade slightly under the intense stage lights.
Hongtian Entertainment is a well-known name in the industry, and its makeup team is naturally a force to be reckoned with. Although they were unable to invite a top-notch makeup artist like Jin Zi this time, the other excellent makeup artists sent by Hongtian Entertainment are equally skilled.
"Songchu, look at our clothes and makeup, they're absolutely stunning!"
A girl screamed excitedly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"And this hairstyle is something I've never tried before, it looks amazing!"
Another girl gently stroked her carefully styled hair bun, her face beaming with a happy smile.
"This is my first time wearing traditional Chinese clothing, and I never expected to look so stunning in it!"
Another girl twirled around, showing off her ancient costume, as if she had traveled back to a prosperous era a thousand years ago.
They laughed and joked, occasionally taking out their phones to take photos or selfies in twos and threes, capturing this rare moment of beauty and joy.
At the same time, the boys also changed into flowing or dashing ancient costumes. Holding all sorts of props, they styled their hair either high up or loose, exuding the charm of ancient romantic scholars.
They pretended to be unruly or played music, taking photos of each other as souvenirs, their laughter and chatter never ceasing.
Meanwhile, Muay Thai fighter Yao Yijiang was dressed in all black, with a black mask covering his face, revealing only his eyes, making him stand out from the others.
He held a beautifully crafted model of the moon in his hands. The moon's switch was turned on, emitting a silvery-white halo that reflected on his slightly helpless face.
He joked, "I probably don't need makeup, but I think I'm pretty handsome even as a 'moon man'~"
This remark drew laughter from those around him, and even the staff couldn't help but laugh.
As time went on, the host took to the stage in the auditorium to introduce the program, and the audience below applauded enthusiastically, creating a lively atmosphere.
Jiang Songchu sent Qi Yue another message, but still received no reply.
At this moment, Qi Yue had been waiting outside the operating room of the People's Hospital for a day and a night.
Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her face looked tired and haggard. Beside the chair was a bottle of water that had only been partially drunk from, along with unopened bread and snacks—all of which Jiang Songchu had prepared for her when he left yesterday.
Qi Yue stared intently at the red light above the operating room. She didn't know how much time had passed. Doctors and nurses came and went, and she waited helplessly, but could only pretend to be strong.
Suddenly, the operating room lights went out. Qi Yue stood up abruptly, but felt dizzy from standing for so long.
She steadied herself, and her vision gradually cleared.
At this moment, the doctor walked up to her and told her, "Your father's condition has been effectively controlled, and he has now been transferred to the ICU for observation. As long as he gets through these two days, there shouldn't be any major problems."
This news was like a ray of warm sunshine, dispelling the gloom in Qi Yue's heart.
She followed the nurse to the outside of the ICU ward and looked at her father lying on the hospital bed through the glass.
His body was covered in white bandages, and although his face was still pale, he had regained some vitality.
The anesthesia had just worn off, and he was in excruciating pain, but he seemed to sense something and turned his head slightly to look over.
When he saw Qi Yue, his eyes filled with tears, but a comforting smile appeared on his lips.
Qi Yue knew that her father was telling her that he was alright and that she shouldn't worry.
At that moment, Qi Yue almost lost her balance. She remembered telling her father a while ago that she wanted to participate in the school performance and even had the opportunity to act in a music video.
The father smiled gently, then said with a smile, "Our little girl who loved to dance when she was little has finally grown up!"
"Good luck! Dad will be there to cheer you on!"
"I want to take lots of beautiful photos of my Yueyue!"
"Stay true to your dreams, Dad will always support you!"
"Our Yueyue is the best!"
Thinking of her father's previous encouragement and expectations, Qi Yue's feelings became complicated.
Just then, Qi Yue's phone rang. It was a message from Jiang Songchu saying that everyone was still waiting for her.
Qi Yue took a deep breath, and her eyes slowly hardened.
She gestured to her father, indicating that she wanted to leave.
Her father blinked, as if in response to her.
Qi Yue's tears welled up instantly, but she quickly composed herself, wiping away the falling tears as she hailed a taxi to go to school.
On stage, the performances continued one after another, while applause and cheers could be heard from the audience from time to time.
The students performing gradually stopped smiling and no longer took photos as happily as before; they looked somewhat nervous.
Jiang Songchu stood to the side, encouraging everyone: "Don't be nervous, everyone. We did very well in rehearsals. Just be your best and relax as you go on stage!"
Just then, the door to the dressing room opened.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qi Yue slowly approaching with a tired but determined smile.
At that moment, it seemed as if all the lights were shining just for her.
Jiang Songchu looked at her, his eyes shining with warmth and encouragement.
She knew that Qi Yue was more radiant at this moment than ever before.
After the makeup artist's quick and urgent makeup, Qi Yue's tired face was covered by exquisite makeup, but her tearful expression made her so beautiful that people couldn't help but take notice.
"Next, please welcome the students from Class 3 of Grade 11 to bring us the final performance of the evening, 'Moon's Bond.' Let's give them a round of applause!"
As the host's voice rang out, the stage lights gradually dimmed, and the entire theater seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious night.