The stage lights were incredibly dazzling. After this performance ended, it was Lin Jinran's turn to come on stage to announce the next program. Amidst the applause and spotlight, she carefully lifted the hem of her dress. Her long smoky-blue gown gracefully led the way, with the hem swaying and starlight twinkling.
Lin Jinran glanced at the card in her hand, then raised her head and looked out at the crowd. Her long tasseled earrings swayed back and forth with her movements, looking very eye - catching.
"The land of China is as colorful as a brocade, and the sky above the motherland resounds with music like a tide. When dance collides with music, how will the students studying hard in the classroom perform? Now, please enjoy the 'Dance Medley' brought by Class 5, Senior 2."
Lin Jinran gave a gentle smile, bowed, and slowly walked off the stage. At this moment, the stage belonged to the students of Class 5, Senior 2.
The stage lights flickered and were hazy, carrying warm air towards them. Lin Jinran folded her hands in front of her waist and looked up at the dance on the stage.
"Isn't Qiaosong Yue's program coming up soon?" Lin Jinran asked.
"Yes, but she hasn't shown up yet. I wonder if she's changed her clothes and done her makeup?" Song Langqing frowned slightly and said uneasily.
Lin Jinran thought for a while and said, "I'll go and check now. The dressing room is just next to it. You're hosting the next show. This show still has a few minutes to end, and the next one is a skit, which will also take a few minutes. You manage the stage."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jinran turned around and strode towards the dressing room.
It was just a few steps to the left off the stage. As soon as Lin Jinran reached the door of the dressing room, she heard Qiaosong Yue's furious voice from inside: "There's a hole in the dress here. How did you take care of the clothes? I need to go on stage in half an hour. Tell me, what should I do?"
"S-sorry, Miss Qiao. I'll quickly contact the clothing store and ask them to send a set of clothes over right away."
"It's too late. It'll take an hour for a round - trip. The New Year's Eve party at No. 1 Middle School will be over long before then."
It turned out that there was a hole in the evening dress. Lin Jinran first knocked on the door and then pushed it open. What came into view was Qiaosong Yue's made - up face.
She was extremely charming.
Tonight, Qiaosong Yue was wearing a long black off - the - shoulder velvet dress. Her seaweed - like hair was half - loose on her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow - white skin on her collarbone. A diamond necklace sparkled brightly under the light.
"Why are you here?" Qiaosong Yue squinted her eyes and said in a bad tone, "Here to see my embarrassment? I remember it's your turn to host the show. So, you don't care about hosting just to come and watch me make a fool of myself?"
"I still have about ten minutes before I go to host. Let me see where the problem is with the clothes." Lin Jinran walked up to her and lowered her head slightly. "Maybe I have a way."
"You? What can you do? It's good enough if you don't mess up your hosting. You still have the nerve to interfere with me."
Although she said so, Qiaosong Yue obediently showed a hole on the side of her waist and pointed at it: "It was fine before we left."
"Is it possible that you've gained weight recently and burst the clothes?" Lin Jinran raised her eyebrows and said jokingly.
Qiaosong Yue immediately deflated like a punctured balloon and retorted in a low voice: "Impossible. I haven't gained weight recently. Don't slander me. You should come up with a better excuse."
Lin Jinran ignored her and turned to look at her assistant, asking, "Do you have any needles and thread?"
The makeup artist not far away quickly shouted, "I have some here. It's white thread. Is that okay?"
There was no other way now. They could only give it a try.
Lin Jinran nodded. The makeup artist handed it over. She took it and began to instruct Qiaosong Yue's assistant, "Please go to the stage now. If it's almost my turn to host, come and call me immediately."
"Okay, okay, okay. Please help us." Qiaosong Yue's assistant pushed open the door and trotted over.
Lin Jinran now took the thread and threaded the needle. Qiaosong Yue watched her movements and unconsciously grabbed the skirt. Nervously, she said, "Lin Jinran, you actually know how to do this? You're not pretending, are you?"
After successfully threading the needle, Lin Jinran glanced at her and calmly said, "I learned it before. You don't need to worry."
It was when she was a child. Since her mother had become a vegetable and had been lying in the hospital bed all day, her father ignored her, and her step - mother flattered her in public but belittled her in private.
Even when there was a hole in her clothes, no one noticed.
At first, it was Xu Jiaxin and Shen Tingsi who noticed. At that young age, the two childhood friends didn't know how to be tactful. They directly brought clothes over.
But the young Lin Jinran was proud and couldn't bear such a contrast. So she learned to sew clothes by herself so that no one would notice. She never even wore the clothes that Xu Jiaxin and Shen Tingsi had specially bought for her.
A child without a mother didn't even have decent clothes to wear.
Later, through repeated sewing and mending, and taking apart and starting over when it didn't look good, her skills gradually improved.
"But this thread is white, and my evening dress is black. What should I do? It'll be easy to notice once I mend it." Qiaosong Yue worried.
Then she seemed to think of something and accused Lin Jinran, "Hey, Lin Jinran, if you want me to make a fool of myself in front of Su Qinian, you don't have to do this. It's so ugly! I'll lose all my face!"
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Lin Jinran's lips. She looked up and stared straight at Qiaosong Yue, half - smiling, "Qiaosong Yue, are you sure you still have any dignity left?"
No, she had lost it all.
The arrogance that had just flared up immediately died down.
Qiaosong Yue was like a wilted grass, listless. "Then what do you plan to do?"
"Don't talk or move. I'm going to start mending. Be careful that the needle in my hand stabs the skin under your clothes. Don't blame me for not warning you then."
Qiaosong Yue immediately shut up and sat still obediently. Only her eyes rolled around, looking at Lin Jinran.
Lin Jinran found it funny but still looked calm on the surface. She started to mend the hole.
Actually, Qiaosong Yue was just a willful young lady, but sometimes she was quite cute.
The hole on the side of the waist was mended, and the white thread was very obvious there.
Lin Jinran stared at the white thread for a while. Finally, she decided to sew a simple pattern there.
Time was running out, so she had to keep it simple.
She considered that Qiaosong Yue's program tonight was related to the piano, and her evening dress was mainly black, which was the same color as the piano.
So she sewed an outline of a piano. The hole merged with the lines of the piano, and it was hardly noticeable.
From afar, it looked as if there was a small piano on the side of Qiaosong Yue's waist.
"I'm done mending." Lin Jinran stood up and put the needle and thread on the dressing table beside.