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Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 567 - 341: Arrival at Division A (Part 2)

Author: Zhao Nuannuan
updatedAt: 2026-01-29

CHAPTER 567: CHAPTER 341: ARRIVAL AT DIVISION A (PART 2)

"Ah, your mother-in-law is also here?" Xing Nong sympathetically said: "Poor Luoluo, getting engaged early really does bring a lot of trouble, unlike me..."

"Why did you stop talking?" Luo Ye looked at her amusedly.

"Ah... Haha..." Xing Nong chuckled dryly, pointing outside the vehicle: "Last time we came back, it was lush and green, but now, look, just withered grass left. I guess the A division garrison must be even more bare..."

Luo Ye curled her lips, exposing her: "Talking about the weather when trying to mask emotions, indeed, is the best method, ah, the sun is so nice, ah, the clouds are so blue, ah..."

Yaoguang laughed so hard that she was shaking in her seat, Xing Nong slapped her on the back and annoyed, covered Luo Ye’s mouth to stop her from continuing her "ah"s.

In the front row, directly opposite Yaoguang’s seat, Li Qing turned her head back, puzzled, looking at the group: "My waist is all bumpy, what are you guys doing?"

"Yaoguang is practicing Iron Head Skill!" Xing Nong pointed to Yaoguang, who hadn’t straightened up yet, and casually pulled her up: "Hmm, her face is all red from the practice."

"Get out of here." Yaoguang slapped her, nudging Li Qing: "I accidentally dropped something, was picking it up just now."

"What did you pick up?" Li Qing stood up and peered.

"Li Qing!" Hang Menglin’s stern shout made Li Qing shudder and hastily turned her head back, the chatter in the vehicle also quickly quieted down.

In the half-silence among everyone, the vehicle entered the A division garrison and stopped directly in front of the rehearsal site — a temporarily built stage.

Responsible for leading the team was Liu Ping, who first gathered the instructors for a brief meeting, and then waved towards Luo Ye: "Luo Ye, come with me."

"Yes!" Luo Ye hurriedly followed her.

Liu Ping smiled amiably: "You will be the host this time; some classmates might not be convinced, especially the seniors from second, third, and fourth years. They don’t know much about you and inevitably have some thoughts. Don’t pay attention to them, just perform well."

"Yes!"

"The key for a host of such a show is to time your entrance correctly, to enunciate clearly, and your voice should be bright. There aren’t too many other demands, and don’t be nervous.

Besides, among the three of you, you are the youngest and least experienced, so if there’s a slight shortfall in performance, it’s nothing."

"Yes!" Luo Ye responded inwardly: "It’s quite rare to see such a gentle female leader in a military academy."

"I am the school’s representative for this performance, if you need anything just tell me." Liu Ping added.

"Yes!"

While they talked, Liu Ping led Luo Ye to a single dormitory: "Every night at seven o’clock, the three hosts should meet, to correct any issues with coordination that appeared during the day, so you will stay here these few days."

"Yes!"

Luo Ye answered and put her backpack into the cabinet on the wall, carrying only the essentials with her, and looking at Liu Ping, "Director Liu, I’m ready."

Liu Ping nodded with satisfaction: "Good, now I’ll take you to meet the other two hosts, you should first check the script, and the first rehearsal starts at nine."

"Yes!"

Liu Ping put her arm around Luo Ye’s shoulder: "Qing Zhu and I are good friends, so you can just think of me as your sister, don’t be nervous."

"Yes" Luo Ye paused: "I’m not nervous."

"If you are not nervous, then why do you only answer ’yes’ and not say another word to me?"

Luo Ye started to laugh: "The school explicitly states that responses to leaders must be brief and clear, not wordy, I am acting according to the regulations."

"How nice it is to see you smile like this." Liu Ping patted her shoulder: "Rules are rigid, but people are alive, and besides, we’re not in training, no need to be so particular."

"Yes!" Luo Ye reflexively responded and then laughed embarrassingly, holding Liu Ping’s wrist: "Director, it’s a habit, by the way, I wanted to ask you, will you also be staying here these next few days?"

"Yes, I’ll be staying next door to you. I need to coordinate with the A division’s person in charge and the General Political Dance Troupe’s person in charge." Liu Ping sighed: "Honestly, I’m a bit nervous too."

"Thank you." Luo Ye’s eyes curved into a smile.

"You really are as clever and wise as Qing Zhu described," Liu Ping said and broke into a smile: "Seems like I was worrying unnecessarily?"

Luo Ye hurriedly said: "Not at all, actually I was a bit nervous, but now much better."

"Here we are." Liu Ping pointed towards a large tent connected to the stage: "This is the backstage." saying so, she lifted the tent and led the way inside.

Luo Ye quickly took a deep breath and stealthily surveyed the area. The GF University’s performance members were on the right side, the General Political Dance Troupe on the left, the A division’s - she didn’t see.

Perhaps sensing her question, Liu Ping quietly explained: "The A division’s soldiers are rehearsing in another tent, and they also go directly on stage from there, but it won’t affect your hosting."

"Director Liu, hello!" A female military officer, about fifty years old, came over to meet them.

Liu Ping quickly grasped the hand extended towards her: "Lin Tuanzhang, hello, hello, let me introduce you, this is the host sent by GF University, Luo Ye."

"Hello Lin Tuanzhang!" Luo Ye quickly saluted.

"Not bad, not bad, the young lady is graceful and charming, a rare beauty. Are you interested in developing a career in our dance troupe?" Lin Tuanzhang surveyed Luo Ye with a genial smile, clearly satisfied.

Before Luo Ye could reply, Liu Ping laughed and said: "Lin Tuanzhang, if she agreed to you, General Lei and Master Jiang would probably turn against you."

"Oh?" Lin Tuanzhang’s demeanor changed, scrutinizing Luo Ye carefully: "It’s not apparent, really not apparent! Ah, what a pity, what a pity!"

Luo Ye and Liu Ping were somewhat caught between laughter and tears, what was she trying to imply!

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