Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 630: Six hundred and twenty-eight, performance team

Chapter 630: Six hundred and twenty-eight, performance team

Before long, Luo Shu brought out several amulets and handed them over to Fang Jingmei, "Sister-in-law, take these peace charms."

"Then I won’t be polite with you." Fang Jingmei happily accepted them and began to inspect them in her hand.

"If Sister-in-law is polite, I won’t give them to you," Luo Shu said with a smile as she sat down and poured herself a cup of tea.

Qi Hui swallowed the fruit in her mouth and looked toward Luo Shu and the other two, "Let’s go to the performance team and watch their rehearsal. I heard they’ve been doing really well." In all her years at the training camp, the performance team had only been here twice, and each time, she had watched eagerly.

"I heard that our Guard’s Wife is also preparing a performance," Wu Yuan asked, looking toward Luo Shu. She had been knitting a sweater these past few days, but she had heard about this as well. Such matters, however, were something she would never involve herself in.

Luo Shu nodded, "We’ve already prepared two acts, do any of the three sisters-in-law want to join in?"

"I’m fine with watching a performance, but you can count me out of participating!" Qi Hui shook her head in polite refusal.

Fang Jingmei agreed with a nod, "If I were to get on stage, my legs would tremble with fright."

"What kind of acts have you prepared?" Wu Yuan asked with some curiosity. She felt that Luo Shu would bring them a surprise this time. Everything she did was always so unique and unexpected.

"One act is singing, and as for the other, it’s a secret for now," Luo Shu said with a mysterious smile.

"What secret? You’re just keeping us in suspense! No, you must tell us."

"Yeah, otherwise, I’ll be so upset I won’t be able to sleep."

"Just tell us," all three women urged Luo Shu, with a clear determination not to give up until she relented.

Luo Shu smiled, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely, "The other act is a fashion show."

"What’s a fashion show?" The three of them asked, puzzled. This was the first time they had heard of such an act from Luo Shu, who always seemed to bring something different.

"A fashion show is when everyone puts on beautiful clothes and walks around the stage to the rhythm of the music," Luo Shu explained simply. Just talking about it wouldn’t give them any idea; they would have to see it to understand what it was.

The three women looked at each other, unable to imagine how just walking around on stage could be interesting.

"You’ll know when the time comes," Luo Shu said with a smile.

"Let’s go watch the performance team’s act instead. I really can’t picture what this fashion show thing Luo Shu talked about is like," Qi Hui said as she pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her hands and stood up.

"Okay!" Luo Shu and the other two stood up as well.

The four of them arrived at the courtyard where the performance team was staying, only to see many curious Guard’s Wives gathered at the entrance.

"Sister-in-law Xu, Sister-in-law Li, Sister-in-law Qian, Sister-in-law Lu." Seeing Luo Shu and the others, the Guard’s Wives greeted them warmly.

The four of them smiled and nodded back at the crowd.

"Look! That girl dances beautifully, and her figure is so flexible."

"The girl who’s singing is not bad either, her voice is like a lark, so pleasant to the ear!"

"Sister-in-law Lu, our Guard’s Wives have prepared some acts too, right? What are they?" someone asked curiously.

Zhang Xiaoling had also asked them before if anyone wanted to perform, but they were simply not cut out for it. Moreover, with the performance team’s girls performing so well, it would be embarrassing for them to take the stage.

Luo Shu nodded slightly, "We have prepared two acts."

"Are they also singing and dancing? Are they presentable?"

"We Guard’s Wives are not the performance team. Asking us to perform such acts, it’s really asking too much."

"Just look at those performance team girls, that’s what you call a good show!"

"We just hope that the two acts Sister-in-law Lu and her group have prepared won’t embarrass our Guard’s Wives." The crowd wasn’t too optimistic about the two acts Luo Shu talked about.

"You’re being too modest, who says our Guard’s Wives’ acts can’t match up to the performance team’s," Qi Hui couldn’t listen any longer and sternly rebuked them. She disliked such people who, apart from not participating, also made snide remarks.

"We were just saying, don’t get angry."

"But it’s the truth, after all. The performance team is professional, while we Guard’s Wives can take care of kids and cook at home. Comparing our performances to theirs is like an amateur trying to show off in front of a master."

"Whose side are you on, to speak about our Guard’s Wives like that?" Wu Yuan also grew a bit angry.

"What are you doing here, making such a fuss? If you want to argue, go elsewhere!" A tall, slender girl with an oval face came out, looking pretty upset. She and her teammates were already displeased with these Guard’s Wives watching, and now they were making noise.

"We’re not arguing, just discussing whether your act is more attractive or the one our Guard’s Wives have prepared," someone boldly stated.

Upon hearing this, the girl laughed out loud, "You’re comparing your act to ours? Aren’t you a bit too confident?" They were professionals; what did these Guard’s Wives know? If the act their performance team prepared was worse than the Guard’s Wives’, how could they even face anyone?

"What’s going on?" Another girl from the performance team came out after hearing the commotion.

"Nana, they think their act could compete with ours to see which is better. Isn’t that hilarious? I really don’t know where they get their confidence," Meng Qingqing said with a sneer.

Hearing this, Liu Lina also let out a laugh and looked toward the Guard’s Wives, "Since you’re so confident, let’s just have a little competition and see whose act is better. When the time comes, we can have the soldiers judge, how about that?" Since they were looking to humiliate themselves, why not indulge them?

"Do you dare?" Meng Qingqing provocatively eyed the Guard’s Wives.

The Guard’s Wives’ gaze turned unanimously toward Luo Shu and the others. Naturally, they did not dare to agree; they were well aware of their own limitations.

Unable to stand the mockery in Meng Qingqing and Liu Lina’s eyes any longer, Qi Hui burst out, "Agreed! It’s not yet decided who will lose!" It was a matter of pride.

"That’s right, we’ve prepared a trump card," said Fang Jingmei, hands on her hips, head held high with confidence.

"Maybe this time it will be you who capsizes in the gutter," Wu Yuan declared, unwilling to back down.

"We’ll just wait and see!" Liu Lina snorted disdainfully and pulled Meng Qingqing back inside. She needed to hurry and inform the Squadron Leader. They would surely find this amusing too.