DAVM Chapter 108.5

Le Zhizhen hugged her tightly and said in an excited voice, “Xiaoshi, you sang really well just now! It wasn’t out of tune at all!”

This was really not easy because there were two others singing along, Ji Zhile and Jiang Ranyang. Jiang Ranyang’s voice was loud and out of tune, while Ji Zhile’s voice was softer but very excited and easily contagious.

In such an environment, most people could not persist.

Mu Xiaoshi’s face was red. There was unconcealable happiness in her shy voice, but she still said modestly, “No.”

“Yes!” Si Tian said affirmatively, “Xiaoshi, you are very good. You have to admit your own excellence. This is not something to be embarrassed about.”

Mu Xiaoshi nodded happily, holding onto her clothes tightly with her hands.

Le Zhizhen added: “And Xiaoshi didn’t drag me down at the sports project before. I had a lot of fun playing games with Xiaoshi. I gained enough happiness, so I don’t care about the score. It doesn’t matter even if I score zero. I even want to do it again!”

Mu Xiaoshi couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a few teeth. Her cheeks were a little sore from smiling. She buried her head on Le Zhizhen, and a muffled voice came out.

“I can keep playing with Auntie, as many times as Auntie wants.”

She also liked to play games, but she was always suppressed in the past. She should study hard at home and not care about other things. Aunt Shu said that children’s attention was easily distracted.

In school, she was afraid of games, because no one played with her. Other students played in groups one-on-one, and she was always alone.

She even thought that it would be nice if there were no games.

But Mu Xiaoshi no longer had such thoughts. She had also made friends. If she wanted to play games, her Auntie would accompany her, and Ji Zhile and Ji Ningyi would also join her.

Mu Xiaoshi finally enjoyed the happiness brought by the game.

Not only that, she also knew that she had advantages. She could sing and would be praised and applauded by others.

She is not someone who just drags others’ feet. She is also great and has her own shining points.

Mu Xiaoshi felt that this day was the happiest day of her life.

After Mu Xiaoshi’s performance, it was Ji Zhile and Ji Ningyi’s turn. They agreed to recite ancient poems. They would recite ‘Compassion for the Peasants’ because this was what Ji Zhile had been memorizing for punishment, and it was very simple.

But when Ji Zhile arrived on the stage, he was stunned. After Ji Ningyi finished reciting the first sentence, he came to pick Ji Zhile up, but Ji Zhile stood still.

He frowned and said in a low and distressed voice: “Brother, I forgot all about it.”

Ji Ningyi was also stunned for a moment. During the rehearsal below, Ji Zhile had memorized it very smoothly.

Ji Ningyi could only ask, “Then, what do you remember?”

Ji Zhile: “I remember the lyrics, I love you walking in a dark alley alone—”

“It’s better for me to recite it for you.” Ji Ningyi had no choice but to do it.

So the double recitation became a solo one, but the final bow was taken together.

Ji Zhile was made into a mascot, but he still received warm applause from everyone to comfort him. Ji Zhile was also very happy and felt that he also deserved this applause.

Afterward, Xia Jiaran and Jiang Ranyang’s performances also ended.

The temporary project made the children have a lot of fun, and Mu Xiaoshi became more cheerful. She took the initiative to find Jiang Ranyang and Ji Zhile.

Jiang Ranyang said: “Mu Xiaoshi, you sang really well just now!”

Mu Xiaoshi was trying hard to learn to accept compliments from others: “Thank you.”

But her main purpose in looking for these two people was to express her gratitude.

Mu Xiaoshi said solemnly: “Zhile, Jiang Ranyang, thank you for singing with me and being on stage with me so that I am not nervous anymore. Thank you.”

Mu Xiaoshi now felt that Jiang Ranyang was no longer annoying. Jiang Ranyang’s action of pulling Ji Zhile on stage just now was a sign of his willingness to help others and his enthusiasm in her eyes.

It was just that Jiang Ranyang was an honest person. He scratched his head and told the truth: “Ah, actually, I didn’t. I couldn’t help but sing it. I like this song so much. I think it’s me who sang it!”

While talking, Jiang Ranyang couldn’t help humming again: “Fight, fight, with the humblest dream…”

Ji Zhile blinked, a small smile appeared on her lips, and his voice was also soft: “Sister Xiaoshi, you are welcome.”

He also didn’t say why he came to the stage, which made a beautiful misunderstanding.

 

 

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