Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 176 Singing and Dancing: Extremely Untalented in Both

Chapter 176: Chapter 176 Singing and Dancing: Extremely Untalented in Both

After returning home, Sang Ning exchanged a few pleasantries and asked Li Juezhou, "Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

But Li Juezhou declined politely, "No need, Shen Fang and I will be leaving soon."

"Leaving so quickly?" Sang Ning took the food box from Li Juezhou’s hands, surprised.

"Something urgent came up. I’ll visit your home next time if I get the chance."

Li Juezhou’s voice was deep yet exceptionally gentle, like a refreshing summer breeze brushing past her ears, soothing and pleasant.

"Alright then, wish you a safe journey," Sang Ning hoisted the food box and turned to walk into the courtyard.

Li Juezhou rubbed his nose, suddenly feeling lost in thought.

Does that online advice about keeping things ambiguous and playing hard-to-get really work?

It felt like Sang Ning just walked off decisively, without the slightest hint of wanting to make him stay.

After entering the house, Sang Ning carried the food box to the kitchen.

Just as she stepped inside the kitchen doorway, Sang Chuan blocked her path with an outstretched hand. "Sis, which wild man were you secretly meeting just now?"

Sang Chuan hadn’t dared to step closer earlier and couldn’t clearly see the man’s face from a distance.

But with his sharp instincts, he could tell the man wasn’t a guest nor a crew member from the production team.

Sang Ning brushed his hand aside, giving him a cold look and taking the initiative, "Did you finish today’s five sets of math problems? If you’re so free, let’s add fifty more sets!"

Sang Chuan instantly went silent, realizing the risks of meddling, and quickly backed off.

Sang Ning walked over to the sink and started taking the dirty bowls out of the food box, preparing to wash them clean.

Hearing the clattering sounds in the kitchen, Hu Zhi rushed in from the courtyard after just coming out of her room.

She pressed down Sang Ning’s hands and pulled her aside, saying, "Xiao Ning, you’re a celebrity; your hands and face are equally important. Dish soap is rough on skin—leave it to Mom."

"Not like I wash dishes every day. It’s fine."

Although Sang Ning hated washing dishes, she wasn’t that pampered.

"Absolutely not. Daughters should be raised delicately. When Xiao Xi was still here, I never let her wash a single dish. Now that you’re back, there’s no way I’m letting you do it either."

As Hu Zhi spoke, she had already donned an apron, firmly positioning herself before the sink and blocking Sang Ning completely.

Seeing she had no chance to interfere, Sang Ning casually pulled out the wooden bracelet Li Juezhou had given earlier.

"Mom, this is a wooden bracelet someone gave you."

"Who gave it?" Hu Zhi arched an eyebrow and took the bracelet from Sang Ning, sliding it onto her hand.

"By the look of it, it’s hand-carved. Could it be your dad made it? Isn’t he busy working on the dragon pillar? How did he manage to squeeze time to carve this junk?"

As the bracelet reached Hu Zhi’s palm, her face instantly changed, and she started cursing, "What is your dad up to? He doesn’t even remember my hand size? This bracelet is so small; I’d have to chop off my palm just to get it onto my wrist!"

"It wasn’t Dad who gave it." Not wanting Sang Youming to be wrongfully blamed, Sang Ning hurriedly clarified.

"Then who did?" Hu Zhi removed the bracelet, looking at it with disdain.

"Li Juezhou did. He’s studying under Dad at Grandpa Chen’s place. He happened to have some of your cooking, so he said he’d give you the bracelet as a thank-you gift."

"Oh, it was Xiao Li who gave it." Hu Zhi’s expression instantly softened.

She always had a soft spot for handsome young men.

"If it’s from him, that explains it. He couldn’t possibly know my wrist size."

Hu Zhi laughed and pulled Sang Ning’s hand over, slipping the bracelet onto her wrist. "It’s a pity to waste it and disregard someone’s thoughtful gesture. Since your hand is smaller than Mom’s, why don’t you try it?"

As soon as she said that, the bracelet slid smoothly over Sang Ning’s palm, fitting her wrist perfectly.

"Oh wow~" Even Hu Zhi was amazed, exclaiming aloud, "What’s with Xiao Li, giving Mom a gift that fits your wrist perfectly? He’s really careless."

"I’ll see Xiao Li next time and ask him to redo it with your measurements," Sang Ning said casually, dismissing the idea since Li Juezhou hadn’t had any chance to measure her wrist. She figured he had made the bracelet randomly on a whim.

**

With only five days left until Zhantian Festival, the Clan Leader approached Director Sun, hoping the guests could put together a special show to add excitement to this year’s festivities.

Naturally, the heavy task of putting on a show was handed over to the younger guests. After receiving the assignment, everyone gathered to brainstorm what type of performance would be suitable.

Sang Ning was the first to make a suggestion: "How about we do a group sing-along? Singing is the easiest to rehearse."

As soon as the words left her mouth, everyone simultaneously recalled the horror of her singing voice, and with remarkable synchronization, they all vehemently shook their heads.

The group sing-along was the first idea to get vetoed outright.

After a long pause, Song Shiye suggested, "How about we put together a dance routine instead?"

"No way, I object." Sang Ning crossed her arms in a big X and blocked Song Shiye’s suggestion. "A dance rookie disaster standing right here!"

[Let’s hope Sang Ning gains some self-awareness. Dance rookie disaster? More like an epic fail in both singing and dancing—an absolute trainwreck.]

[To this day, the consensus remains: Sang Ning’s singing relies on looks, her dancing relies on looks, and her acting relies on looks.]

The group dance idea became the second casualty.

Soon after, options like skits, dramas, and stand-up comedy—anything that could be performed on stage—were all dismissed for various reasons.

After an extended discussion, they still hadn’t come to any conclusions.

Having exhausted her patience, Sang Ning slammed the table and stood up: "Since every suggestion gets shot down by you all, I might as well take charge and decide!"

The group turned to her with anxious expressions, all terrified that she would propose singing again.

"Sis, what harebrained idea have you come up with now?" Realizing his mistake, Sang Chuan quickly slapped his own mouth before changing his tone, "Ah, I mean, brilliant suggestion."

Sang Ning squinted at Sang Chuan, giving him a stern warning before saying:

"Zhantian Festival, at its core, is about offering sacrifices. When you think of sacrifices, people naturally associate them with gods, demons, spirits—anything with a mystical vibe. How about we stay true to the theme and do a Monster Hunt Show?"

Upon hearing this, the group grew intrigued and asked in unison, "What kind of hunting?"

Sang Ning cleared her throat and began assigning roles, starting with Chu Xi:

"For instance, our Xixi could definitely be a Rabbit Demon. With her sweet and innocent appearance, it’s a perfect fit."

[Haha, when Sang Ning called Chu Xi a Rabbit Demon, Chu Xi’s face darkened enough to kill.]

[If Sang Ning hadn’t added that sweet and innocent compliment, Chu Xi might already be swinging her forty-meter blade.]

[To be honest, not really sensing any sincere compliment—feels more like she’s subtly implying Chu Xi is a white lotus flower.]

[Sang Ning: Glad you picked up on that. No need to translate my intentions explicitly.]

Chu Xi had been preparing to shoot Sang Ning a death glare, but the moment she spotted Shen Yi nodding in agreement, her expression shifted.

She immediately pursed her lips, feigning shyness and lowering her head coquettishly.

Did Teacher Shen Yi also think she resembled a sweet and innocent rabbit?

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