Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

As the little figure in khaki casual clothes entered the dressing room, the drowsy female guests suddenly came to their senses.

"Here comes the cheerleader!"

Li Mengqi's surprised cry made the middle-aged Zhang Miaomiao look over curiously.

Xiao Nuonuo put her finger to her little mouth and made a soft "hush" sound.

"Auntie Aodeng, be quiet, I'm helping you braid your braids!"

The makeup artist who was helping Li Mengqi with her hair couldn't help but laugh, "Mengqi, when did you get a name called Ao Deng?"

Li Mengqi rolled her eyes at her in the mirror, "What do you know? This is the nickname our little Nuonuo baby calls me!"

Zhang Miaomiao saw the little guy in a beret walking past them one by one, mumbling something seriously, nodding and shaking his head, and curling his lips.

Finally, Xiao Nuonuo walked behind Han Bingbing, who was wearing a light white gown, and called softly, "Mom!"

Han Bingbing reached out and hugged her, "We're going to go on stage soon, can you cheer up mom and the aunts, okay?"

Xiao Nuonuo nodded solemnly, looked around, found an empty dressing stool, and climbed up using her hands and feet.

When she was finally as tall as the adults, she cleared her throat and clenched her little fists.

"My beautiful ladies... You shine brightly on the stage! Nuonuo cheers for moms and aunts!"

Seeing her cute look as if she had obviously prepared a speech in her mind but was still thinking for a long time, everyone immediately turned into jealous people and cried.

"It's so cute! She's worthy of being the little cheerleader!"

"Oh my! You can even say 'radiant light'! Did you teach that, Bingbing?"

Unexpectedly, Han Bingbing's face was full of surprise and confusion. "I didn't teach her these things. I don't know where this little girl learned them from..."

Not far away, there was a look of pride on his face, hiding his achievements and fame.

Before going on stage, Zhang Miaomiao passed by Han Bingbing and stopped to praise Nuonuo.

"You are not shy at such a young age. You have your own style. If you train well, you may be able to perform on stage."

Zhang Miaomiao heard from her colleagues a few days ago that Han Bingbing was very popular among the Guqin Appreciation Association, but she didn't take it seriously at first.

It was not until yesterday when I witnessed the natural emotions expressed in her flute solo, and the harmony between the flute and the piano when the five of them played together, that I felt relieved.

Yes, only such talented people can be appreciated and recommended by everyone.

Soon, everyone was in place and the rehearsal began.

Several other female guests from the four groups were getting their makeup done backstage, and could faintly hear the music coming from the stage.

"What do you think? Will the same situation as last time happen again during this open performance?" Mo Han said with some concern.

Cui Jing said calmly, "I heard that the program team used a lot of connections this time and issued a traffic diversion notice a few days in advance. Several surrounding roads will be blocked from this afternoon. By then, motor vehicles will not be able to enter, so it should be better."

Lan Yinyin raised her eyebrows. "Such a big move? How big a scene did you guys make last time?"

Ou Chen sighed in a Versailles way, "It's just that the surrounding streets have been occupied by the crowds, leaving no room for passing vehicles."

Lan Yinyin smacked her lips, it looked like the crowd was comparable to that of a concert!

Having learned from the last lesson, the program crew has been working non-stop for the past two weeks!

All the preparations were exactly the same as those made at the studio for last season, even more so, for fear that something might go wrong again.

Since the ticket purchase channels for this performance were announced at the end of the second episode (part one) of "The Queen" last Saturday, the staff of the Provincial Theater have been on high alert.

Sure enough, at 9 a.m. on Monday, just one minute after the tickets for the live performance of "Sister Is Queen" went on sale, the theater's website showed that all tickets were sold out.

This speed is unprecedented for people in the provincial theater.

In the past, even the most popular drama performances could not be sold out.

Fortunately, the technical staff of the program team set up ticket purchase restrictions on the backend of their website in advance, otherwise scalpers would have bought up all the tickets.

Even so, many netizens are still calling for more seats to be opened online.

Director Guo, who was so busy that he was bald, cried inwardly: He wanted to do it, too! But he couldn't do it!

If he had known that this grand event would happen, he should have planned to record the program at the Shandong Provincial Cultural Exchange Center!

The seating capacity of a single hall there is three times that of the entire provincial theatre!

But even if someone had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do it!

But in the second issue after the revision, he used such a large venue...

Is it because he has been sitting in this position for too long and wants to move? Or is it because the exchange center is short of a performing unit like him?

He could only grit his teeth and ask the public relations team to apologize on the official Weibo account, saying that they would definitely open up more seats for the audience next time if there was a chance. This was better than nothing.

Rong Jiu, who had been paying attention to Han Bingbing's news, naturally grabbed two movie tickets as soon as possible.

But just one minute before reporting to Zhou Baixuan, he received his latest instructions.

"To Shaanxi Province."

Rong Jiu agreed and secretly ordered his subordinates to sell the tickets.

On the plane to Shaanxi Province, Zhou Baixuan looked at the clouds outside the window with a calm expression.

He naturally knew about Han Bingbing's performance tomorrow, but this news was far more important than hers.

According to the informant, the remains of Xuanyuan Cypress were found in Shaanxi Province.

Perhaps, after this trip, he could solve the mystery of the dream of another world that had lasted for decades.

In the theater, several people who had finished ensemble rehearsal were about to leave when they saw Jin Chuan coming up.

"Sisters, please stay. Teacher Zhang, please stay as well."

"Since the order of the performances of the four groups has not yet been decided, we would like to invite Teacher Zhang to evaluate the performances of the sisters."

“The evaluation results will be related to the ranking of the performances!”

Zhang Miaomiao was a little surprised, she didn't expect there would be such a party.

She looked around and didn't refuse.

He said in a deep voice, "I will judge based on the coordination with the guqin. It should be more objective. After all, the guqin is the main instrument in this piece."

"The first one is naturally Sister Han Bingbing. Her long flute and guqin complement each other very well. I personally feel a bit like Boya and Ziqi."

Han Bingbing lowered her eyebrows modestly and said, "Teacher Zhang, you are too kind to praise me. I don't deserve it."

Zhang Miaomiao shook her head. "I never say polite words. You deserve the first place."

After saying this, she turned to the other three people.

"Sister Lisa plays the pipa very well, so she can be ranked second. But the coordination with the guqin is a little bit over the line, and it feels like the guest is stealing the show."

"As for the remaining two, Sister Zhu Zhu plays the drums very well, but it's a bit of a waste of talent to use her as an introduction to the piano music. You can be the third one."

"Sister Li Mengqi, I'm sorry, I may have to rank you last. Your yangqin has a good rhythm, but unfortunately your emotions are a little weak, and you can't catch up with the sound of the guqin. I'm sorry."