The annual meeting requires every department of the group headquarters to come up with a program to perform on stage. This is considered a task. Every year, the sisters in the CEO’s Office have to worry about who will perform.
Aside from Huang Qin, the other women in the department are all approaching fifty, so they simply don’t have the energy or interest to do this.
Before Lin Qiao arrived, Huang Qin had performed alone for three years. However, this year, with her arrival, she became the unlucky one.
Luckily, Lin Qiao had learned some of Ruan Shenyi’s music video dances on her own, so she didn’t get drafted without knowing what to perform.
Huang Qin took her backstage. She changed into the 90s-inspired flared jeans and red polka-dot off-the-shoulder crop top from Ruan Shenyi’s music video for ‘Tracy’. Feeling it wasn’t enough, Huang Qin added a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.
“This is what it looks like. Like the charming beauties in classic movies!” Huang Qin was very satisfied with her finishing touch.
Lin Qiao rarely wore such vibrant makeup: smoky eyes, red lips, a teardrop mole, and loose curls tied with a red headband. The moment she looked in the mirror, she looked like a character straight out of a classic movie.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse.
Lin Qiao took a few selfies in front of the mirror with satisfaction.
While taking the selfies, she suddenly remembered that to match her outfit, she had brought along the 59-yuan ring she had exchanged at the subway station last time. Although the ring was not valuable, the style was quite suitable for her style today. (T/N: Hahaha… 59 yuan? You’ll be shocked if you know the real price, Qiao Qiao~)
Lin Qiao took the emerald ring out of her down jacket pocket and put it on her finger.
Huang Qin seemed surprised when she saw it, but she tactfully said nothing.
Soon, it was Lin Qiao’s turn to perform.
With Huang Qin’s encouragement, Lin Qiao took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.
The stage for the annual meeting wasn’t very big, but the lights on the stage were very bright. Beyond them was pitch black, making it almost impossible to see the faces of the people below.
Lin Qiao had been nervous at first, but once she stepped onto the stage and realized that she couldn’t see anything, she felt much better. As the music began, she began to move forward, following the steps she had practiced countless times.
A magnetic voice came out from the microphone. The clear singing was like a spark, gradually spreading like wildfire. Then, a retro and rhythmic melody sounded. Although it was a half-open microphone, it was combined with rhythmic dance moves, so it quickly ignited the passion of the whole audience.
The entire performance flowed smoothly, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.
As she took her bow, Lin Qiao heard a wave of applause from the audience.
A person’s life isn’t about years, months, or days, but about a few moments.
At this moment, she finally understood why some people loved the stage so much. The feeling of standing in the light and being affirmed by others was truly wonderful.
She suddenly thought, perhaps she wasn’t as bad as she’d imagined. Perhaps at certain moments, she seemed to radiate a little light, right?
“No matter if it is the stars or the sun, their light is in the eyes of others, but they themselves cannot see it. It’s the same for you.” Su Zhengxing, in her consciousness, changed his usual tone and said in a gentle voice.
“Thank you.”
It was a sincere thank you, untainted by any ulterior motive.
For so long, Lin Qiao had lived in denial, both from herself and others. Every voice in the outside world told her that she was ordinary, not outstanding at all, just an insignificant figure among the masses, and that she would never become special.
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