Perhaps it was after Yu Yan's speech that there was nothing to entertain the crowd. People chatted aimlessly, and it was not particularly enjoyable. Following Yu Yan's instructions, Fan Ming took the stage and announced that the family members who had prepared performances would come up one by one.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Liu felt a slight relaxation in her tense body. She thought Fan Ming's appearance was quite timely, it fulfilled her wish.
The first to perform was Colonel Lu's wife. She stood on the stage and sang a song with overflowing emotion, her voice as melodious as a nightingale, captivating everyone from the very beginning.
When the song ended, many people even closed their eyes to savor the moment.
Lin Fan could not help but admire, "She deserves to be the first one on stage. She conquered the entire audience with just one song!"
Ning Yan smiled and said, "I heard she's from the military's cultural and artistic troupe. She has won numerous awards in individual competitions within the army. She and Colonel Lu are indeed a perfect match."
Lin Fan nodded, understanding the situation.
"Pfft, what's so good about this? Anyone can go up there and make some noise," an inappropriate voice came from behind the two.
They turned around and saw a face full of sharpness and disdain.
"That's the wife of a soldier under my husband. Her name is Wang Yun. She always wears a sour face as if she's the best thing in the world," Ning Yan whispered lowly in Lin Fan's ear.
Although she deliberately lowered her voice, it was just enough for Wang Yun to hear.
Wang Yun's expression became even more unpleasant.
Lin Fan had some impression of this person. They lived on the other side of the military compound. When the Original Owner was in a messy situation with Li Wei, Wang Yun used to badmouth the Original Owner behind their back.
"You can go ahead if you think you're up for it," Lin Fan said, showing little expression, a faint smile playing on the corner of his lips, his words carrying a mysterious meaning.
People who were sharp-tongued and bitter were undoubtedly the ones who felt inferior in every aspect of their lives, choosing to slander others to gain inner satisfaction.
These kinds of people were easy to handle; you just had to shut them up.
Lin Fan provocatively gave the person a glance, leaving Wang Yun unable to retort. She glared at Lin Fan and turned her head away.
Soon it was Zhou Liu's turn. She nervously stepped onto the stage, trying to psych herself up mentally. However, seeing Zhao Xiu, she could not help but think about her fraudulent achievements. After finishing a dance, the applause she received somewhat comforted her.
Originally, Zhou Liu planned to leave as soon as she finished her performance to avoid being embarrassed by Zhao Xiu in front of so many people.
But the thought of Lin Fan and Ning Yan having to perform after her, with Zhao Xiu having nothing prepared, made her stay to witness the humiliation Zhao Xiu would face.
So Zhou Liu, who had been about to leave her seat, sat back down.
Beside her, Zhao Xiu observed the fake changes on Zhou Liu's face. Despite not wanting to deal with her, Zhao Xiu started to worry: was this person harboring some sinister plan?
But involving Fan Ming at this moment to pay more attention also seemed inappropriate.
Both had their thoughts, and neither was fond of the other.
Luckily, Zhou Liu did not do anything unusual after that, which eased Zhao Xiu's mind a bit.
It was the host's turn to announce Lin Fan and Ning Yan's names.
At that moment, Lin Fan was sharing experiences about making clothes with Ning Yan. When they heard their names, both of them were stunned, confusion evident on their faces.
They exchanged a glance, both seeing the bewilderment in the other's eyes.
When Fan Ming visited every household to inquire about voluntary performances, they had tacitly understood that they did not have any talent to showcase. So, they had silently decided not to sign up. How come their names were suddenly on the list?
Even Yan Shun, with some surprise, looked at Lin Fan. "Did you sign up for a performance?"
In his memory, Lin Fan did not have any particular talent. He had heard her sing once before, and it was difficult to describe...
"No," Lin Fan's mouth twitched.
Yan Shun did not doubt her words; after all, he hadn't seen Lin Fan preparing for the celebration. But suddenly, he thought of something and asked uncertainly, "It's not... something you did this morning...?"
"Shh," Lin Fan hushed him urgently, her mysterious demeanor strengthening Yan Shun's suspicions.