Mengzi's weather was decent, but the skies were not clear every day. It still rained. The performance troupe's convoy returned from an outside show on just such an afternoon.
The sky was overcast, rain pouring down in sheets as the trucks chugged in, and the place was instantly filled with the clamor of people.
Wang Yan was in the rehearsal hall, relaxing by playing Kiss the Rain on the piano. Hearing the commotion outside, he stopped playing, got up, opened an umbrella, and pushed open the rehearsal room door. He saw a large truck pulled up right outside, with a group of people jumping down and carrying supplies.
Before he could go over, someone ran up to him. It was Old Liao. "It's pouring out there, so don't come join the mess. The song's finished. Let the band rehearse it in a bit, and you can listen and give us some pointers."
"But I should at least help move the instruments."
Wang Yan did not waste any words. He went straight to the truck, nodded at Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, pretended not to see Lin Dingding shooting him flirtatious looks, and went to help the band move their things.
Lin Dingding's fierce offensive had indeed come suddenly, but it was not abrupt. Once Wang Yan began to distinguish himself, Lin Dingding had started showing him favor. After Wang Yan published a book and began a large-scale tour throughout the entire Kunming Military Region, his boundless prospects had truly been confirmed.
As for being the child of a cadre, that did bring a few minor conveniences. But at a time like this, being any cadre's child was useless; no one had the nerve to make trouble. Hao Shuwen was impressive enough, yet didn't she still wolf down meat whenever she