After spending a few days with Song Jixing, Bai Ping was very satisfied with this diligent and studious student. She recommended some theater performances for Song Jixing to watch, and even introduced a stage performance opportunity to Song Jixing.
Some were grand theaters, some were small theaters, the important thing was not the stage, but the actors performing on it.
Song Jixing took note carefully, preparing to find time to watch.
Bai Ping conveyed the teaching results to Director Shang, who was very satisfied on his end, and directly signed Song Jixing.
However, to Song Jixing's surprise, Director Shang signed not only her, but also Shen Feixian.
Shen Feixian appeared at the theater with several real people, smiling at Song Jixing, "Junior sister, what a coincidence!"
Song Jixing looked at the contract in Shen Feixian's hand and asked curiously, "Got a job?"
Shen Feixian nodded. Although it was an extra role, the price as a martial arts instructor was still quite high.
"Congratulations, senior brother!"
"Same to you!"
In addition to martial arts, Shen Feixian also took on the special effects, and the two combined could earn quite a bit of money.
These were one of Shen Feixian's recent activities, mainly helping his outer disciples and these real people get jobs, and he had extra sources of income himself.
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After watching the stage performances for a few days, Song Jixing felt the timing was right and prepared to perform on stage to experience what it was like to dance in public.
With the help of Bai Ping and Lan Ying Film and Television Company, Song Jixing got a medium-sized theater stage and performed a finale dance.
Song Jixing had wanted to invite Bai Ping to watch, but was rejected by Bai Ping for being too busy with work.
Although the teacher did not come, several fellow disciples were very supportive.
Wearing a modern dance costume, Song Jixing walked lightly onto the stage near the end of the performance, moving her soft body along with the gentle music.
The audience who had intended to leave after the show sat back down in their seats again and watched Song Jixing's performance attentively.
Her strong and powerful limbs stretched freely on the stage. She was like a butterfly fluttering lightly, and like an eagle soaring freely over the grasslands.
Song Jixing ended with nearly ten light single-legged spins, winning applause from the entire audience!
She bowed slightly at the front of the stage. The electric curtains on both sides of the stage closed slowly, marking the final curtain call.
However, when the curtains were halfway closed, a little girl with braided pigtails in a dress ran onto the stage and shouted at Song Jixing, "Mama!"
Shen Feixian, Qi Yun and others were applauding below and were startled to hear the shout of "Mama."
Shen Feixian pursed his lips and chuckled, "Did junior sister have a child without us knowing?"
Qi Yun looked around in confusion for a while. Seeing no trace of the girl, he was certain.
"It seems to be a lingering ghost... Looking at its weak soul power, it should be gone in a few days." Qi Yun lamented.
It was truly a pity for such a young girl.
The curtains on both sides of the stage closed slowly. Song Jixing looked at the little girl running over to her feet.
She rushed over enthusiastically, her body went straight through Song Jixing, but she grabbed at air. Pouting, she looked up and asked, "Mama, why can't I hug you?"
Song Jixing was at a loss for how to answer at the moment.
An enthusiastic staff member came over from backstage and greeted Song Jixing, "Teacher Song, the performance is over, you can go back and take off your makeup and rest now."
Song Jixing nodded and smiled friendly, "Thanks for your hard work!"
"No hard work at all, I saw your dance, Teacher Song, it was great..." The enthusiastic staff member began to praise Song Jixing.
The little girl still followed Song Jixing. She was there when Song Jixing took off her makeup, when Song Jixing changed her clothes, and even when Song Jixing went out the door, she followed along.
It was just that when Song Jixing bid farewell to the staff and got in the car, the little girl was upset because she couldn't touch the car. She stood in place and cried directly.
"Mama, don't you want me anymore? Mama, I want to go home!" The little girl's soul stood sadly outside the car window. Passersby occasionally passed through her body.
Her face was covered in tears, and her figure also seemed to fade a lot because of this crying.
Shen Feixian and the others were sitting in the car. As cultivators, their bodies were tempered so they could see this lingering soul, but ordinary people could not.
But now they had no spiritual power and could do nothing, only watch as the little girl cried.
Seeing Song Jixing slowly roll up the car window, the little girl cried even louder.
"Mama! Wah! Mama! Don't leave me behind! Mama!" The little girl's soul went directly into the car, right in front of Song Jixing's steering wheel.
Seemingly realizing she wasn't tall enough to reach the steering wheel, she squeezed next to the gear lever and wailed as she grabbed at Song Jixing.
The ruthless Song Jixing directly turned the key and stepped on the gas.
Hearing this, the little girl cried even more sadly.
But in the next moment, she felt a change in her body. Her blurry tearful eyes suddenly found herself sitting in the back seat, and her body was different from before too.
She could get in the car now!
She could get in the car now!
The little girl immediately turned from sadness to joy. Looking at Song Jixing in the driver's seat, she said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "Was it Mama who let me on the car? I knew Mama wouldn't leave me behind!"
The traffic light at the intersection happened to turn from green to red and Song Jixing slammed on the brakes. She calmly said, "I'm not your mother, don't call me that."
"Mama! You are my mama!"
"We met for the first time today, I'm not your mother, you've made a mistake." Song Jixing reiterated.
A wisp of spiritual power flew from Song Jixing into the little girl's body, making her soul even more condensed than before.
The little girl sat there thinking for a while, seeming to recall something. She looked up at Song Jixing in the driver's seat and said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "But I feel like you are my mama!"
Shen Feixian mediated, "Junior sister, let it go! She's just a child! Letting her call you a couple times doesn't cost you anything. Let's think of a way to find her real mother when we get back!"
As he spoke, Shen Feixian rubbed the little girl's head and gently soothed her.
Although Song Jixing had given this lingering soul some spiritual power to prevent her soul from dissipating so easily,
they were all very clear that the spiritual power only helped, and when its dissipation day arrived, it would still dissipate.
The cycle of heaven and reincarnation, the withering and flourishing of all things, this was just how it was.
The little girl only had a few days left to find her mother.
When they got to the steel factory, Huo Ling'er was very interested in this new little girl. She took the initiative to give her own ball to the girl to play with.
But the little girl completely ignored him and followed Song Jixing into the house.
Kong Daniu looked at Huo Ling'er, very puzzled, "Ling'er, who are you talking to?"
He clearly didn't see anyone there!
Seeing this, Shen Feixian laughed and went over to pick up Huo Ling'er and cover his mouth, "He's practicing acting these days! Not bad, right?"
Kong Daniu nodded, thinking it did look quite realistic.
