Su Qiao knew Sister Jin was trying to warn her. Her expression remained unchanged as she nodded lightly. "You're right, Sister Jin."
Sister Jin saw this, and a hint of satisfaction flashed through her eyes.
Although this girl couldn't see, she was smart.
That made sense. If she weren't intelligent, she couldn't have become a top student at a school founded by foreigners. Apparently, her grades were excellent too.
Her tone softened considerably, taking on a little more sincerity. "I've arranged a makeup artist and a costume designer especially for you. Get yourself ready. Later, when Meina has sung two songs and takes a break, you'll go onstage and sing one song first to help liven up the atmosphere."
"After that, so you can perform at your best, I'll have you go up and sing one song every half hour or so. You'll sing about eight songs in one evening. That's already the minimum."
"As for what songs you sing, you can decide for yourself. For the accompaniment, you can talk to the band members ahead of time. It would be best to find some time during the day to communicate with them, so things will go more smoothly during the evening performance."
Su Qiao didn't have much of an objection and nodded. "All right."
Sister Jin was quite pleased with her response, but then seemed to remember something. "Oh, right. You can sing songs you've performed before, but the eight songs you sing each night can't be repeated. Can you do that?"
Su Qiao reached out toward Nanny Wu.
Nanny Wu understood and placed the handbag in her hands.
Su Qiao felt around and opened the handbag, then took out a stack of papers and handed them to Sister Jin. "During the day, I wrote down the songs I'm