Her heart was instantly filled with courage.
Shen Jiayi looked at platoon leader Han’s and Guo Rou’s urging expressions. She then nodded with conviction. “I’ll go and sing!”
“You’ve chosen the song, right? I’ll go and register it for you,” Guo Rou said.
Shen Jiayi nodded. “I’m going to sing ‘Red Plum Praise’.”
The song was written by Yan Su. It was the theme song of the musical opera ‘River Sister’. Shen Jiayi had always liked this song and adored the main character, Jiang Zhujun, even more.
Amidst the harsh era, Jiang Zhujun could still fight against all odds and pursue the light.
‘In this peaceful era, how could she not even dare to present on the stage?!’
She thought about how her good friend Gu Yan was still lying in the hospital.
Shen Jiayi knew she couldn’t retreat in fear anymore!
Noticing how Shen Jiayi went up backstage and prepared in high spirits, Guo Rou stood still.
Han Jiao knew why Guo Rou felt down. She had always been close to Lin Xiaoyu since they grew up together.
Han Jiao patted Guo Rou’s shoulder. “Some people say the most beautiful thing in the world is having a few honest friends who have an upright mind and heart. Hence, clear your eyes and use your heart to judge who is the most suitable friend.”
Guo Rou fell silent for a while. She seemed to have understood something and nodded seriously.
Shen Jiayi was the last person to prepare backstage.
Although she appeared, the people from the other departments didn’t take her seriously.
Shen Nana was next to the girl who was about to enter the stage. When she saw Shen Jiayi, she said in surprise, “Shen Jiayi, you really have the balls to come up.”
Shen Jiayi clenched her fists and looked down without saying anything.
The soldier next to Shen Nana looked curiously at Shen Jiayi and asked, “You know her?”
“Mhm, a poor relative of mine. She grew up in an underdeveloped village. Practically a coward who is clueless about everything. She doesn’t even dare to speak up in front of other people.” Shen Nana’s tone was full of contempt and mockery.
Shen Jiayi bit her lips and clenched her fist, crumpling the paper that contained the lyrics in her hand.
Shen Nana’s friend remarked, “Oh my, she’s that timid but still dares to participate in the singing competition? There are more than a thousand people below the stage.”
“Who knows? Perhaps the Logistics Department has no one else,” Shen Nana mocked.
Following such, the participant of the Arts Department had to perform.
Shen Nana followed too.
Shen Jiayi was shaking with anger. Sweat dripped down from her forehead. Her legs felt powerless.
‘There were a thousand people down there…’
All those pairs of eyes would be looking at her!
At this time, someone called out, “Logistics Department, Shen Jiayi, it’s your turn. Get ready, go to the stage!”
Shen Jiayi breathed out. Her feet seemed to be stuck on the ground.
‘Could she actually do it?’
‘Could she?’
“Logistics Department, Shen Jiayi, hurry up. It’s your turn!” The organizer yelled again, expressing her strong dissatisfaction.
“Is Shen Jiayi not around?”
Shen Jiayi’s nails almost cut her palm. The pain made her focus.
She responded shakily, “I-I am here.”
“Then, hurry up and go to the stage. We’re all waiting for you!”
Shen Jiayi nodded. She didn’t know how she walked up to the stage. Her legs didn’t belong to her anymore.
The buzzing sound in her ears became thunderous.
All those eyes seemed to have pierced her body, crushing her hard-earned courage.
Shen Jiayi opened her mouth and those familiar lyrics were stuck in her throat.
‘She couldn’t make a sound!’
At this moment, the prelude had already begun!
Han Jiao and Guo Rou, as well as her comrades, were very worried upon seeing her.
“Go for it, Shen Jiayi!” A clear voice suddenly rose from the crowd.
