"Turns out so people were just stunned!" Li Mumu crossed her arms imdiately, teasingly staring at Bei Mo, whose face had turned a mix of red and black.
Ha ha, I wonder what it feels like to be slapped in the face by your own mom?
"No way!" Bei Mo managed to force out these words after a long while, and then, probably out of sha and anger, turned around and stord off.
"Still won’t admit it, huh, pfft!" Li Mumu made a face at his back.
Ping Guoguo, sipping tea, said, "Don’t mind that brat, co on, Mumu, have so tea with ."
"Mm-hmm."
Li Mumu walked over.
The herbal tea was originally specially prepared by the music teacher for her, very soothing for the throat.
After finishing the tea and dinner, Li Mumu continued practicing her singing in the garden until late at night before returning to her room to sleep.
From behind the carved column, Bei Mo stood there secretly, his eyes focused intently on the little girl.
Seeing how hard she was working, a feeling he couldn’t quite describe suddenly welled up in his heart.
If he hadn’t intentionally upset her, she wouldn’t be working this hard.
Even if she worked hard, he would still criticize her singing as awful.
For an instant, Bei Mo felt mixed emotions churning inside.
...
Mid-Autumn performance.
The event was held that afternoon.
The location was the kindergarten’s auditorium.
Li Mumu was the third to go on stage, and ti was quite tight, so she was in the backstage changing clothes and putting on makeup.
Today, the little girl was wearing a pure white puffy dress, layered heavily down to her ankles, her slender neck like a swan’s, her hair styled into an exquisite bun adorned with a platinum crown encrusted with countless dazzling diamonds.
Under the lights, it shone with a bright radiance.
"Mumu, the crown on your head is so shiny."
"Yeah, it looks just like a real one."
"And this dress, it’s so pretty, the material feels so soft, seems rare."
The little girls backstage, seeing Mumu co out, imdiately gathered around, filled with envy and jealousy, chattering all at once.
"How could it be, it’s all just props." Li Mumu shrugged, and then sat down waiting for the makeup artist to apply her makeup.
Soon after her makeup was done, on stage, the host announced the third program, "Now let’s welco Li Mumu from class 01, bringing us the wonderful song ’Dream.’ Please give a warm applause!"
In the audience, Ping Guoguo was overwheld with excitent, quickly tugging at her son beside her, "Xiaomo, Xiaomo, Mumu’s about to perform!"
"Oh, what does that have to do with ." Bei Mo said with an indifferent face, seemingly unconcerned, though his eyes continuously peeked at the curtain, wondering why she hadn’t co out yet.
anwhile, backstage.
Li Mumu took several deep breaths before pretending to be very calm as she walked onto the stage.
The little girl first gave a slight bow to the audience below, then stood in front of the microphone.
As the music began, Li Mumu opened her rosy little mouth, and the pleasant and lodious singing instantly poured out from her throat, srizing everyone who heard it.
"It’s so beautiful." Ping Guoguo couldn’t help but hum along.
The song she was singing, "Dream," was a very popular song at the ti.
Bei Mo secretly took out a mini camcorder, recording the mont she was singing.
As the song went on, Ping Guoguo suddenly sensed sothing was a bit off.
"Xiaomo, don’t you think Mumu’s outfit looks a bit familiar? And the little crown on her head?"
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