On Monday morning, Fang Wenchao took Zhou Xiaoyun by car to the county town.

  Principal Qiao smiled and came to see them off, instructing Fang Wenchao to take Zhou Xiaoyun safely there and back. Fang Wenchao agreed with a single word. Principal Qiao then turned kindly towards Zhou Xiaoyun: "Zhou Xiaoyun, don't be nervous today, you must do well, understand?"

  Zhou Xiaoyun nodded obediently, today she wore a new skirt and new sandals bought from the mall, her hair was braided into two pigtails that hung down to her chest, looking very fair, delicate and lively.

  Such a Zhou Xiaoyun doesn't look like a country bumpkin at all; if you say she's a city girl, no one would suspect otherwise.

  The event sponsored by the Education Bureau was held in the auditorium of Xianyang Experimental Primary School. The experimental primary school covers a large area with several four-story teaching buildings, and the environment is much better than that of rural primary schools. After arriving at the experimental primary school, people came and went, bustling with excitement.

  Zhou Xiaoyun, who had memories of her past life, wouldn't gawk around like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, but she was still very curious about this old-brand school that she had heard so much about.

  She followed Fang Wenchao to the auditorium, looking around with her eyes. Many students were playing outside, and the activities were similar to those of rural children, kicking shuttlecocks and jumping rope, but the city elementary school kids were clearly dressed up much better.

  They curiously looked at the sudden crowd of people in the school, but they just took a curious look and didn't have children gathering around to join in the excitement.

  If this were in the countryside, I'm afraid it would have been surrounded by three layers of people inside and out of the hall. Zhou Xiaoyun thought to herself with a smile on her lips.

  They arrived at the auditorium, where Fang Wenchao asked Zhou Xiaoyun to sit in the front row of the performers' seats and wait for him to go up front to draw lots. At this time, the order of the performances was decided by drawing lots on the spot, and the order of going on stage was very particular.

  Going too far ahead is not good, the judges will easily give low scores; but being at the end is even worse, with too many programs performed earlier, people have become numb and no longer have the mind to appreciate.

  The most ideal is of course in the middle front, with more than 20 programs waiting for the atmosphere to heat up, and the tenth one is the best.

  Zhou Xiaoyun sat on both sides of the children who came to compete, a group of girls sitting on the left side seemed to be dancers, wearing tutus and around 11 or 12 years old. Listening to their chatter, Zhou Xiaoyun knew that they were students from an elementary school in the city.

  On the right side sat a girl about her age, holding an erhu in her hand, dressed very beautifully and fashionably, with high hair like a little princess, with bright makeup on her face, wearing a big red skirt with lace.

  Zhou Xiaoyun felt a sense of familiarity and couldn't help but take another look, and finally remembered: wasn't this the one that Zhou Guoqiang had picked out for her to buy clothes before? No wonder it looked familiar, luckily she hadn't liked it at the time or else they would have been wearing the same outfit today, how embarrassing!

  Zhou Xiaoyun's frequent glances made the girl misunderstand, thinking she was too beautiful and eye-catching, and somewhat proudly chatted with Zhou Xiaoyun: "Are you also here to perform a program? Which school are you from?"

  "I'm from Xingwang Primary School."

  A look of disdain flashed across the girl's face: "Xingwang Elementary School? What kind of school is that, I've never even heard of it. Is it a rural elementary school or something? I'm from Experimental Elementary School." As she said the words "Experimental Elementary School", the girl puffed out her chest with some pride, exuding an air of superiority as a city student.

  Zhou Xiaoyun smiled silently and didn't say a word. What's the point of talking to someone like that, I shouldn't have bothered responding to her from the start.

  "My name is Qin Xue, I'm eight years old and in the first grade. I'll be performing a erhu solo later, what about you?"

  Zhou Xiaoyun sighed, what a lack of tact, didn't she see that this country girl didn't want to bother with her? Just one look and you can tell she's a spoiled city brat: "My name is Zhou Xiaoyun." Now be sensible and don't come talk to me again.

  Unfortunately, her wish was not received by God, and Qin Xue continued to chatter: "What are you going to perform? You don't have anything in your hand, are you preparing to sing a song?"

  The harmonica is in Fang's teacher's hands, but this doesn't need to be reported to her, they haven't gotten familiar with each other to that extent yet.

  He responded vaguely, and just then Fang Wenchao came over after finishing drawing lots. He smiled and said, "We're not bad luck, twentieth to go on stage, no need to rush, let's enjoy the show slowly, and finish with a flourish at the end."

  Actually, Fang Wenchao was very disappointed in his heart and had bad luck. How did he draw the last sign? This is the most undesirable sequence, but in front of Zhou Xiaoyun, where can this emotion be shown? He had to pretend to smile to reassure Zhou Xiaoyun.

  Zhou Xiaoyun pretended to be clueless and followed along excitedly: "Great, I'll just watch the show then. There must be many wonderful programs, I've never participated in such an event before, today is going to be eye-opening."

  Qin Xue's teacher also came over, coincidentally Qin Xue's number was nineteen, which happened to be right before Zhou Xiaoyun.

  Qin Xue was somewhat dissatisfied with her recent performances and pouted. Seeing Zhou Xiaoyun's cheerful smile was quite annoying, so she deliberately spoke loudly for Zhou Xiaoyun to hear: "Really stupid, the last few games were the worst, it's not easy to get high scores, I don't know what you're so excited about."

  Fang Wenchao also heard some embarrassment, Zhou Xiaoyun pretended not to hear and let Fang Wenchao sit down.

  Qin Xue saw that no one was paying attention to her and she herself had lost interest, feeling a bit disgruntled, so she went to chat with her teacher.

  Before long, a male and female host came on stage and said a bunch of official clichés, finally announcing the start of the performance.

  The program had its good and mediocre parts. Most of it was singing and dancing, but one school stood out with a few boys performing martial arts that won quite a bit of applause.

  Zhou Xiaoyun gradually put her mind at ease after watching, she originally thought it was like the performances on TV later, but now it seems that they were just ordinary. After all, the performers were primary school students, and at that time, every school didn't have much budget to arrange programs, so everyone's level was about the same. Occasionally, there were outstanding ones that caught people's attention, mostly from urban primary schools.

  Time slipped away quietly, the applause gradually became sparse, and the judges who were seriously watching the show became fewer and fewer. At this time, Qin Xue from Experimental Primary School came on stage to perform. She sat on the stage, took out her erhu, and her demeanor was quite impressive. How many primary school students can play musical instruments? The judges all perked up.