Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 235: Outstanding Performance

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Outstanding Performance

As the prelude began, a group of children dressed in identical clothes ran onto the stage, wearing navy uniforms of white with blue and white with pink, and each little face beamed with lively and innocent smiles. The rehearsal tape was of high quality, and the sound was very trendy; even with the school’s sound system, the effect was excellent.

After the prelude, the little ones each took their positions. When a soft, glutinous voice rang out with the music, the dance began, with the children’s chorus sounding exceptionally crisp and adorable.

At this sound, a young man sitting in the front audience suddenly spat out the water he had been drinking.

"Dingshan, are you alright?" someone asked cautiously.

"I’m f-fine," the young man chuckled awkwardly, quickly taking another sip of water to mask his faux pas.

"This dance is quite special," a leader beside him commented, nodding frequently, "It’s quite skillful."

The young man, Qiao Dingshan, couldn’t help but puff out his chest with a bit of pride, as if the compliments were directed at him. He had a significant connection to that little meatball on stage.

"Look," the person sitting next to the young man hurriedly pointed at the stage, "there’s a little meatball who is so young yet dances quite well."

Indeed, there was a little meatball on stage, dressed in the same navy uniform as the older children, with chubby arms and legs exposed, looking plump and with big eyes. Dancing and laughing, his eyes curving upwards with his smile, even the adults couldn’t help but laugh along.

The dance was performed with a considerable standard. Leaving aside the little ones, even the older children’s moves were almost uniformly precise. Coupled with identical uniforms, compared to previous acts, it was like night and day, as if seeing a contest between professionals and amateurs. The difference was immediately evident, and the music was trendy and lively, with many people humming along.

"Why is that little meatball so adorable?" someone next to Qiao Dingshan couldn’t help but exclaim before leaning closer and whispering, "If I sneakily took him away, his family wouldn’t know, right?"

"Of course, they would," Qiao Dingshan’s eyes also couldn’t leave the little meatball who was performing wonderfully on stage.

"How can he be so cute?"

"Yeah," his companion agreed, eyes wide, "I really want to pinch his cheeks."

"By the way, Dingshan," another idea popped into that person’s mind, "isn’t your son about the same age? I haven’t seen him yet; when will you bring him to meet me?"

"Sure," Qiao Dingshan was not stingy, but then he laughed helplessly, "My kid recently recognized a sister and lives with my spouse’s nephew. He’s become wild and doesn’t like coming home."

The children on stage danced wonderfully, and the audience was boiling with excitement, clapping along with the rhythm, some even trying to learn the dance. Although difficult to master after one or two tries, it seemed that this "Romantic Cherry Blossoms" would become popular ahead of its time like in Qin Xiangnuan’s previous life. Qin Xiangnuan always felt a bit guilty for using the original singer’s song ahead of time, uncertain if it would affect anything.

Now, the dance on stage had reached its finale. With the final beat dropped, the dance was complete, truly describable as perfect. The performers were even better than during their routine practices. Now she understood why Jian Zhiqing didn’t let them do a dress rehearsal here; it was unnecessary. Their regular training was more than enough to handle such a stage. After all, what Jian Zhiqing trained could never suffer from stage fright.