I am doing well in the Siheyuan

Ye Ming looked over and Qin Ling's delicate face came into his sight.

Although Qinling is still as beautiful as before, her face is now full of melancholy.

Seeing Qin Ling's sad face, Ye Ming couldn't help but ask with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Qin Ling, you look so worried. Is there something wrong?" Ye Ming's voice rang out. Qin Ling sat down on the chair next to Ye Ming and said with a worried look on his face.

"Oh, don't mention it. Since I settled down in my aunt's house more than a month ago, I found a part-time singing job in a small singing group." He continued, "After settling down, I used my free time to try my luck in the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe."

"I never knew that after ten consecutive visits, I couldn't even step foot into the backstage of the Kyoto Dance Troupe." Qin Ling's tone was filled with frustration. "I have begged the backstage security guard many times, but that guy refused to let me in. I was really pissed off."

When Ye Ming heard this, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes: It turned out that Qin Ling was in a low mood because of this matter. In fact, it was no wonder that Qin Ling was so depressed. He had tried to enter the backstage of the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe more than ten times in a row without success. Anyone who encountered such a situation would feel frustrated.

After understanding the whole story, Ye Ming comforted him: "Qin Ling, don't be impatient, drink a cup of tea first to cool down."

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot from the coffee table next to him and filled a cup of tea for Qin Ling. Qin Ling took the teacup, took a sip, and sighed: "My biggest wish for coming to Kyoto this time is to join the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe and become a real singer. Now I can't even get into the backstage door, do you think I can be calm?"

After listening to Qin Ling's confession, Ye Ming responded: "You want to enter the backstage of the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe, what's so difficult about that?"

Qin Ling's eyes suddenly sparkled with hope, and he hurriedly asked: "Ye Ming, do you have a solution?"

Ye Ming nodded slightly and replied calmly: "I know the head of the publicity department of the Kyoto Dance Troupe. I will accompany you tomorrow and ensure that you can enter the backstage of the dance troupe. I will also introduce you directly to the head of the Kyoto Dance Troupe. However, whether you can officially join the dance troupe depends on you."

Although Ye Ming's connections could easily allow Qin Ling to join the Kyoto Dance Troupe, he chose not to do so. In his opinion, if he used his connections to allow Qin Ling to join the dance troupe, it would not be a help to her, but an insult to her. Qin Ling was usually gentle to others, but she was an extremely proud person in her bones, otherwise she would not have chosen to come to Kyoto alone to pursue her dream.

For Qin Ling, the best way to help her is to create opportunities for her and let her spread her wings and fly. Therefore, Ye Ming said to her: "I will take you to meet the head of the song and dance troupe. Whether you can successfully join depends entirely on you."

As for why Ye Ming knew the head of the publicity department of the Kyoto Dance Troupe, the reason was simple: he was the head of the publicity department of the steel mill. The two of them belonged to the Kyoto publicity system, so they knew each other naturally. Moreover, Ye Ming and the head of the publicity department of the dance troupe not only knew each other, but also had a very good relationship.

Qin Ling jumped up excitedly when he learned that Ye Ming had made such an arrangement, and said excitedly: "Ye Ming, that's great!"

"I don't even know how to thank you."

When Ye Ming heard Qin Ling's words and saw his excited expression, he couldn't help but respond with a smile.

"Qin Ling, we are friends, no need to say thank you."

"If you really want to thank me, then work hard to show yourself and try to get into the Kyoto Dance Troupe."

After hearing this, Qin Ling couldn't help but answer confidently.

"No problem, Ye Ming, just wait and see how I perform."

"I will definitely join this Kyoto Dance Troupe."

His words fell, his tone full of firm confidence.

......

The next day, Ye Ming took half a day off and drove a jeep with Qin Ling straight to the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe.

Fifteen minutes later, driver Li Yongqing drove a jeep carrying Ye Ming and Qin Ling to the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe.

"Deputy Director Qin has arrived at the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe."

Ye Ming, who was sitting in the back seat of the jeep, heard Li Yongqing's words and replied.

"Xiao Li, drive back first and come back here to pick me up in three hours."

Li Yongqing agreed, and then Ye Ming and Qin Ling got out of the car.

After Ye Ming and Qin Ling got off the car, the driver Xiao Li started the jeep, and with a low roar, the jeep left the spot.

The Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe is located in the Kyoto People's Theater, and its backstage office area is located at the south gate of the People's Theater.

A few minutes later, Ye Ming and Qin Ling arrived at the south gate of the People's Grand Theater.

Ye Ming was about to take Qin Ling into the theater when a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a security uniform, blocked their way.

This man is called Sun Weimin and he is a security guard of the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe.

Sun Weimin stopped Ye Ming and Qin Ling and said unhappily:

"This is the residence of the Kyoto Dance Troupe. No unauthorized persons are allowed to enter."

Ye Ming heard this and responded calmly:

"Comrade, please make way. I want to see Section Chief Lin from your song and dance troupe."

The Section Chief Lin that Ye Ming mentioned was none other than Lin Yun, the Publicity Section Chief of the Kyoto Song and Dance Troupe.

Sun Weimin sneered when he heard this, and said disdainfully:

"You think you can find Chief Lin? If you want to make up a lie, you better make it up."

"Young man, don't think I don't know what you're planning."

As he spoke, Sun Weimin pointed to Qinling Mountains and continued:

"You just want to help her get into the backstage?"

"I'm telling you, no way."

After Sun Weimin finished speaking, Qin Ling gently pulled Ye Ming's sleeve and whispered:

"Ye Ming, that's him, the security guard I mentioned yesterday who wouldn't let me enter the dance troupe."

When Ye Ming heard Qin Ling's words, he narrowed his eyes and said to Sun Weimin indifferently:

"I'll ask you again, will you move aside?"

Ye Ming was already beginning to feel annoyed with the ungrateful and arrogant Sun Weimin in front of him.

Sun Weimin sneered and replied disdainfully:

"I won't let you, what can you do to me?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Ming's eyes, and he said coldly:

"You'll know."

As the indifferent words fell, Ye Ming's right hand emerged like a dragon breaking through the waves and swung quickly towards Sun Weimin's face.

Ye Ming's movements were as fast as lightning. Sun Weimin had no time to react. He only felt a sudden sharp pain on his face.

With a crisp "pa" sound, a clear palm print appeared on Sun Weimin's cheek.

At this moment, Sun Weimin only felt his cheeks burning and stars dancing in his eyes.

Just as Sun Weimin was shocked, Ye Ming withdrew his hand, suddenly raised his leg, and kicked Sun Weimin's lower abdomen hard.

In an instant, Ye Ming's right foot hit Sun Weimin's lower abdomen with incredible precision. Sun Weimin was at a loss and suddenly felt as if his abdomen was hit hard by a huge hammer, and his internal organs were almost displaced.

With a loud bang, Sun Weimin fell heavily on his back, as if he was stuck upside down.

Sun Weimin's face was as pale as paper, with beads of cold sweat rolling down his cheeks like springs. He looked extremely embarrassed, with no trace of pride at all.