At the military's group wedding, my best friend and I swapped husbands.

Chapter 71 Su Wanwan's First Audition for the Performing Arts Troupe

In the kitchen, Lin Weiwei was directing Bai Si'an to cut potatoes when she caught a glimpse of Wang Xiuying leaving at the gate. She curled her lip and muttered, "It's like a weasel paying respects to a chicken."

Wang Xiuying walked out of the Bai family home with a happy smile.

She recalled that in her previous life, Su Wanwan had been criticized by her superiors for performing a dance with ambiguous political implications.

As for herself, the dance she performed was of ethnic minority origin, and compared to Su Wanwan, it made her seem even more sensible and considerate of the bigger picture.

It's because Su Wanwan performed poorly that she felt better.

In her previous life, she was even subjected to a performance. Her superiors used Su Wanwan as a negative example to severely criticize her, while she herself became the focus of praise and was commended, becoming a model figure in the military region.

Therefore, in this life, Wang Xiuying also hopes that Su Wanwan will make a mistake.

If Su Wanwan doesn't make mistakes, who will highlight Wang Xiuying's excellence?

……

The next morning, before dawn, Su Wanwan woke up.

She got up quietly, while Lin Weiwei was still fast asleep, sprawled out on her back.

After washing up, Su Wanwan changed into the dress she had bought when she went to the city last time.

She braided her hair into a thick braid and draped it over her right shoulder, making her look refreshed and energetic.

In the kitchen, Bai Rongbei was already up and heating up breakfast. Seeing her, he nodded: "Up so early."

"Okay, let's get ready as soon as possible," Su Wanwan said.

Bai Rongbei brought the warmed porridge and steamed buns to the table: "Eat before you go."

The two ate breakfast quietly. At this time, Lin Weiwei and Bai Si'an also got up.

After the four finished breakfast, Bai Rongbei said to Su Wanwan while clearing away the dishes, "I have a meeting at the regiment this morning. I'll go over there after it's over."

Su Wanwan nodded: "Okay."

When Su Wanwan and Lin Weiwei arrived at the regimental auditorium, a large crowd had already gathered outside.

They were all girls who came to participate in the selection for the performing arts troupe. The youngest were seventeen or eighteen years old, and the older ones were in their early twenties. They were all dressed smartly.

Some were wearing brand-new floral shirts, and some were even wearing skirts, standing out against the uniform military green background.

Wang Xiuying was indeed there. She was wearing the same Yunnan ethnic costume she had worn yesterday, and was being talked to by several girls. Her smile was full of confidence.

Seeing Su Wanwan and Lin Weiwei approaching, Wang Xiuying's eyes lit up, and she waved, "Wanwan! Over here!"

Su Wanwan walked over.

"You're wearing this?" Wang Xiuying looked her up and down at the dress, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, but she said, "It's fine, clean and neat."

A round-faced girl next to her whispered, "Sister Xiuying, you even have accompaniment? That's amazing!"

Wang Xiuying proudly waved a small notebook in her hand: "My husband borrowed the accordion sheet music from the division headquarters! Someone will accompany me later!"

These words drew envious glances from several girls around them.

These days, the effect of a performance with accompaniment is worlds apart from one without.

Having accompaniment is like having an extra bonus.

Hearing this, Lin Weiwei became a little anxious and whispered in Su Wanwan's ear, "Wanwan, what are you going to do without accompaniment? Or... I'll go ask Bai Si'an and see if he can figure something out..."

Su Wanwan patted her hand: "It's okay, Qingqiao is fine too."

That's what she said, but Lin Weiwei was clearly still worried.

She looked at the girls around her, all dressed up and accompanied by music, and then at Su Wanwan, who had nothing in her hands, and her heart pounded.

At that moment, the staff member in charge of registration at the auditorium entrance called out: "Those participating in the selection, please line up and enter in the order of registration! Family members and audience members will enter later!"

The girls quickly lined up.

Su Wanwan was in the middle to back position, and Wang Xiuying was a few places ahead of her.

The line slowly moved inwards.

Lin Weiwei couldn't go in and could only anxiously wait outside.

Just then, she saw Bai Rongbei walking briskly towards her from the direction of the camp.

He was dressed impeccably in his military uniform, his face was calm, but he walked very quickly.

"Commander Bai!" Lin Weiwei quickly went to greet him. "You've finished your meeting?"

"Hmm." Bai Rongbei nodded, his eyes scanning the entrance of the auditorium. "Did Su Wanwan go in?"

"I just went in," Lin Weiwei said, unable to help but complain, "Wang Xiuying got an accordion accompaniment, but Wanwan got nothing. It's such a loss..."

Bai Rongbei frowned slightly: "Accompaniment?"

"Yes! I heard that tracks with accompaniment get higher scores!" Lin Weiwei said anxiously, "What should we do..."

Bai Rongbei remained silent, standing at the entrance of the auditorium, peering through the crack in the door.

The auditorium was already quite full. In the front row were several leaders and staff members of the performing arts troupe, and in the back were the girls who had come to participate in the selection.

On stage, the first girl was singing; her voice trembled slightly, but it was still quite clear.

Bai Rongbei's eyes searched through the crowd and soon spotted Su Wanwan.

She sat by the aisle, her back ramrod straight, quietly watching the stage.

He watched for a while, then suddenly turned and left.

"Hey? Commander Bai, where are you going?" Lin Weiwei was stunned.

"I'll be back in a bit." Bai Rongbei didn't turn around, and quickened his pace.

……

Inside the auditorium, the selection process proceeded step by step.

Wang Xiuying was the thirteenth to go on stage.

As soon as she stood up, her brightly colored ethnic costume attracted everyone's attention.

"Wang Xiuying's outfit is so beautiful."

"It's so colorful and unique."

Listening to the praise from the audience, she walked to the front of the stage with her head held high and nodded to the accompaniment area.

A young soldier sat there with an accordion. When Wang Xiuying gestured, he began to play the prelude.

Cheerful music, characteristic of Yunnan Province, began to play.

Wang Xiuying danced to the music.

She was dancing a harvest dance of ethnic minorities in Yunnan Province. The movements weren't particularly complicated, but they were very distinctive, with hip twists, arm swings, and spins. Combined with her outfit, it was quite eye-catching.

She had clearly practiced; her movements were skillful, and her expressions were spot-on. At the climax of her dance, she even did a series of spins, her skirt flying up like a blooming flower.

Applause erupted from the audience, and several leaders nodded and whispered among themselves.

"Wang Xiuying's peacock dance was truly beautiful. It's a unique dance from Yunnan Province, so gorgeous."

"Yes, she dances well, and has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. She's really good."

After Wang Xiuying finished her dance, she bowed, panting, her face beaming with undisguised pride.

As she stepped off the stage, she deliberately passed in front of Su Wanwan and said to her, "Wanwan, you should perform the dance I told you about last night. You definitely won't go wrong. Let's both join the performing arts troupe!"

Su Wanwan still didn't reveal herself. She obediently nodded to Wang Xiuying, "Sister Xiuying, thank you for your dance suggestions. I will definitely dance well later."

Wang Xiuying was very excited when she heard this.

She held her head high, walking forward like a peacock, and finally sat down on the stool, looking at Su Wanwan with an expression of watching a show.

Wang Xiuying thought to herself, Su Wanwan is really unlucky to have to go on stage after her.

However, this is a great thing for me. The worse Su Wanwan performs, the better it will highlight my own excellence.

Therefore, Wang Xiuying couldn't wait to hear the leaders praise her.

The next one is Su Wanwan.

The staff announced: "Number fourteen, Su Wanwan, will perform a dance."