"Zhou Moyan went to draw lots. What if we line up to perform first and she is too slow to catch up?"
Yin Wenzhi didn't listen to her words. He waved his hand with a cold face and continued: "We already have a conflicting program with others. If we are late again, it will only make things worse."
No one from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department said anything.
Song Tian wanted to help Qiao Nian explain, but when encountering such a thing, she didn't want to quarrel with her companions at this time, otherwise she would be laughed at by others.
She endured it, but in her heart she couldn't help but feel sorry for Qiao Nian.
After all, when they were rehearsing this program, no one in the department was willing to perform, and they stepped forward to bring honor to the department.
No one wants this to happen now.
She had chosen the piece herself, and it coincided with the performance piece of the clinical department. Yin Wen knew that they blamed her, but she could accept it.
After all, she chose it.
Even if it was an unintentional mistake, it did have a bad impact on the department.
But Qiao Nian did nothing wrong. How could Yin Wenzhi vent his anger on Qiao Nian just because he was upset
She didn't want to talk anymore, so she pursed her lips and sat on the dressing table stool.
Yin Wenzhi realized that she seemed to have gone a little too far, but seeing that Song Tian ignored her and sat sideways with her back to her, she couldn't bring herself to apologize. She also felt aggrieved, so she simply put on a stern face and became even more cold.
At this time, the backstage door opened.
Qiao Nian came in from outside. She was dressed the same as usual, very casually, with a big bag on her shoulder, but her aura was more powerful than the bag she carried.
As soon as she came in, the backstage lounge seemed to be revitalized. Everyone seemed to have found their backbone and their faces changed slightly.
"Qiao Nian."
"Qiao Nian."
Several people called her name. Song Tian even stood up and looked at her excitedly.
Hmm? What's going on
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, found a place to put down the electronic piano he brought, took a bottle of mineral water provided by the backstage, unscrewed it, and leaned against it. The expression on the face under the brim of the hat was not very serious. With half-closed eyes, he asked them nonchalantly: "Why are you looking at me? What happened?"
When Yin Wenzhi saw her unruly temperament and thought about the predicament they were facing at the moment, he felt uncomfortable and did not answer Qiao Nian.
She didn't say anything, but Song Tian told Qiao Nian the whole story. Her eyes were a little red. She didn't want Qiao Nian to see her vulnerable side, so she turned her face to the side and raised her hands to cover her eyes.
“…That’s how it is.”
When encountering this matter, the person she felt most guilty towards was Qiao Nian. After all, people like Yin Wenzhi would not go on stage with her.
Only Qiao Nian wanted to go up with her to face the embarrassing moment.
And because of her choice of song, Qiao Nian had to perform the same song as Jiang Xianrou!
"Qiao Nian, I'm sorry."
She had just finished speaking.
The two people who went to draw lots with Zhou Moyan came back.
Yin Wenzhi saw them, stood up straight, and immediately asked: "What is the result of the lottery?"
If they were later in the order of going on stage, there would still be time to change.
"Not very good." Zhou Moyan shook his head, his face solemn, and looked at everyone very seriously and said: "We are No. 6, and the clinical department is in front of us, which happens to be No. 5."
Jiang Xianrou, the real star, has just finished her performance and it’s their turn to go on stage soon. Isn’t this asking for trouble
They are so unlucky!
Song Tian couldn't bear it, so she gritted her teeth and said, "How about I tell the teacher in charge that you won't be going up, and ask them to play the CD. Anyway, we signed up for a solo dance, and there's no requirement for a one-on-one accompaniment."
(End of this chapter)