Chapter 1797 - 1874: The Best Seat
Chapter 1797: Chapter 1874: The Best Seat
Initially, she was ready to go to the back, but when she saw someone, she decisively sat down next to Qiu Bai.
"Haha..." Qiu Bai had anticipated this would happen. Just as the lights dimmed, the performance audition hadn’t started yet, and the two of them sat together whispering.
"How are things going with Xu Zongdui? I heard about it at the Art Center." Qiu Bai’s personality is rather aloof, not one to indulge in gossip, but when it comes to the rumors about Sheng Ning and the Living Yama, it seems no one can resist their curiosity, right?
When she got home, even her older brother came to ask her about it, saying he needed to write to Yilan to tell her about it.
Her good friend is about to divorce her husband!
"Is it really going to be a divorce?"
Sheng Ning was happy to chat with Qiu Bai, and they often found themselves on the same wavelength.
"This matter is really complicated. Mainly, it’s because my state of mind changed!" Sheng Ning sighed, "I thought I was a generous person, but actually, I’m quite petty and headstrong."
"Women are naturally a bit capricious. How can you be emotional without being capricious? And how can you write stage plays like ’Lady Linglong’ without being emotional?" Qiu Bai said, with undisguised admiration in her words.
"I can’t wait to see Victoria Opera House perform ’Lady Linglong’ here, I wonder how spectacular it will be."
"It’s not that good, it’s far from ’Hope Field.’
"Don’t belittle yourself. ’Hope Field’ isn’t truly what I wanted; it’s a custom-made musical."
"But it’s captivating enough, enough to be recorded in history."
"Your sweet talk." Qiu Bai restrained herself from tapping her on the forehead, while Sheng Ning jokingly moved aside, accidentally bumping into the person on her left.
"What’s going on? Can’t you see?" The woman sitting on the left, unhappy with being bumped, shouted sharply. Her voice was so piercing that the murmuring in the auditorium suddenly quieted down.
The scene fell silent.
The sudden quietness in the air was the most dreadful, so Sheng Ning quickly stood up to apologize. "I’m sorry, I apologize deeply. Are you okay?" The other party was wearing a uniform, looking crisp and elegant in white, eye-catching.
"Qiu Bai, who is this? I’ve never seen them before," the other party said with a hint of mockery. In fact, she knew who Sheng Ning was. Thanks to the unusual behavior of the Special Rescue Team lately, who in the district doesn’t know Sheng Ning?
She pretended not to recognize her, simply disliking those who rely on connections and background to act recklessly and take credit for others’ hard work.
Qiu Bai’s expression remained as calm and gentle as ever, and she also stood up, speaking in a voice neither loud nor soft: "Let me introduce you. This is Sheng Ning from the General Union Dance Troupe, currently in charge of the song and dance group."
"How does someone like her get to sit here?"
Xu Qigang, who was talking to Shen Feihu, immediately raised his head, his sharp gaze falling on the person like a tangible entity. The woman who was speaking felt enveloped by an extremely dangerous aura, and the words she was about to say were swallowed back down.
She had been too impulsive; she disliked Sheng Ning but forgot that Sheng Ning’s background is no weaker than her own.
"No need to worry, I haven’t finished speaking. Sheng Ning is not just a teacher at the General Union Dance Troupe, she is also the world-renowned creator of the stage play ’Lady Linglong.’ I believe no one here is more qualified than her to sit here."