Fang Yan Huan's smile froze upon hearing this, her eyes immediately welling up with tears. "Did I say something wrong? Miao Miao, Huan Huan, why aren't you participating? Didn't we agree everyone should join enthusiastically?"
"Yan Huan, didn't you say four programs weren't enough?"
Fang Yan Huan then remembered what she had just said and quickly explained, "I didn't mean it that way. You must have misunderstood. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that and caused a misunderstanding. I'm very sorry."
Seeing the audience pointing and whispering not far away, Cui Man Tong felt a headache. "Do you want everyone to see how disharmonious we are, targeting you for a program?"
Fang Yan Huan took a step back as if she had heard something horrifying, looking nervously and uneasily at Cui Man Tong, shaking her head. "Sister Man Tong, how could you misunderstand me like that? I was just anxious and misspoke. Besides, I've already apologized. What more do you want from me?"
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I, I'll go explain to them and tell them not to misunderstand you. This is my fault. I'll explain."
"Heh." Cui Man Tong let out a cold laugh. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Fang Miao Miao shake her head at her.
"Yan Huan, you've misunderstood," Fang Miao Miao said with a smile. "I'm not really suited for singing and dancing. I genuinely just want to help out and be in charge of logistics."
"Sister Miao Miao."
"As for the programs you mentioned, we haven't discussed them yet. How do you think we're targeting you? I don't quite understand," Fang Miao Miao spread her hands. "Your behavior makes it seem like we're bullying you, and that's not good. This is a parent-child program, and we need to instill correct values in the children."
"Sister Miao Miao, I didn't mean it that way." Fang Yan Huan, with a red nose, apologized to Cui Man Tong and everyone else. "I'm sorry. I got too emotional just now and didn't think things through, which caused such a big misunderstanding. It's all my fault."
"Alright, we forgive you, right?" Fang Miao Miao looked at Cui Man Tong.
Cui Man Tong knew this was being filmed and couldn't outwardly express her displeasure.
"Yes, I was also at fault just now. My voice was too loud. I apologize."
[So Fang Miao Miao is so eloquent. Thank you, Fang Miao Miao, for speaking up for our Man Tong. Our Man Tong is just straightforward, the kind who wouldn't know if she was being tricked. It was obvious just now that FYH wanted to use Man Tong's loud voice to create an impression that she was weak and being bullied.]
[Exactly. FYH was a total white lotus and green tea just now. I don't know what Chen Tian Ming is thinking. A good parent-child program, and they had to add a 'heart-to-heart sister'? She's very heart-to-heart indeed, teaching the children how to use others to kill, how to use tears to turn the situation to her advantage?]
[You guys are going too far. Our Yan Huan is a noble lady, a princess. What is Cui Man Tong? Why should she yell at our Yan Huan? Our Yan Huan is proficient in everything, from music and chess to calligraphy and painting. Is it wrong for her to showcase her talents? Is it wrong for us to want to see it?]
[All day long, they just say they have a straightforward personality. Is this straightforward? This is shameless. They just look for excuses. If I met someone with this kind of straightforward personality in real life, I'd be so unlucky.]
The livestream was in an uproar, eventually descending into a heated argument. It was only after the administrators intervened and kicked out many people that it quieted down.
"I can play the piano, and my fans say I'm good at singing and dancing too," Fang Yan Huan said with pursed lips, sounding embarrassed. "I see many fans here, so I want to sing for them."
If she could also play the piano, a solo dance would be even more perfect.
Zhou Jia Xin's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly as she subtly asked, "Are you singing alone?"
"Is that not allowed?" Fang Yan Huan quickly waved her hands. "If not, that's fine too. I'm just stating what I can do. As for what happens next, I'll follow your arrangements."
Chen Huan glanced at Fang Yan Huan but said nothing.
"Little ones, what can you do?"
"Mom, I can sing."
"Play the piano," Cui Yong Si said.
"I can play the Erhu."
Zhou Jia Xin suspected her ears were playing tricks on her. "An An, what did you just say?"
"Play the Erhu."
Zhou Jia Xin and the others simultaneously turned their gaze to Fang Miao Miao.
Fang Miao Miao's eye twitched. "Why are you all looking at me?"
She didn't teach him to play the Erhu. She was just as surprised. The author hadn't written that Wen Yan An could play such a common folk instrument.
"Very good, promoting traditional culture," Cui Man Tong gave a thumbs-up.
"What is an Erhu?" Ye Nan asked curiously.
"It's a musical instrument. If there's a chance later, I'll play it for you."
"Yes, yes!" Ye Nan clapped his hands in surprise.
After much discussion,
Four programs were decided.
Fang Miao Miao and Wen Yan An would have one program, playing the Erhu and singing.
Cui Man Tong and Cui Yong Si would perform a piano piece and a solo dance together.
Ye Nan, Wu Yue Yuan, Zhou Jia Xin, and Chen Huan would perform a children's dance.
The last program was given to Fang Yan Huan.
As for what the program was, Fang Yan Huan didn't say.
Chen Tian Ming, who had already arrived backstage to wait for the program list, suddenly felt his right eyelid twitching wildly. "Things should, probably, be alright, right?"
Immediately after, the group began to rehearse their programs nervously.
Except for...
Fang Miao Miao's side.
"Wow, I wouldn't have guessed, little one, that you're so good at playing the Erhu?" Fang Miao Miao looked at Wen Yan An, who had just finished playing, with stars in her eyes. "Impressive, impressive."
"I'm not that good," Wen Yan An said, pursing his lips and lowering his head shyly.
"Tsk, Wen Yan An, my little friend, your mom is going to teach you a lesson."
Wen Yan An listened attentively.
"A person can be humble, but excessive humility can annoy others. So, when we should be proud, we should be proud, you know?"
"Is that so?"
"Of course. At this moment, you are my pride."
At least she didn't have the skill to play the Erhu as well as Wen Yan An. "You've put in the effort, and to some extent, you can enjoy the fruits of your labor, including the praise."
If nothing else, Fang Miao Miao could certainly dish out praise with ease.
"Mom."
"Good boy, tonight is your time to shine. So..."
"So what?" Wen Yan An asked.
"So, I can't go up there and steal your spotlight, right?"
"What does Mom mean?"
"Good son, you go up by yourself, and Mom will cheer you on from below, okay?"
"Comrade Fang Miao Miao, I haven't seen you for a second, and you're already plotting something?"