Chapter 579 - 348: Madman - Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption - NovelsTime

Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 579 - 348: Madman

Author: Zhao Nuannuan
updatedAt: 2026-01-28

CHAPTER 579: CHAPTER 348: MADMAN

"Slap!" Feng Tianzhi slapped Qiao Xiaowan across the face. Qiao Xiaowan covered her cheek in disbelief, her lips trembling: "You... you dare to slap me? You... hit a woman? You actually hit a woman?"

Feng Tianzhi nodded: "That’s right, in my eyes, there are no distinctions between men and women, only those I like and those I don’t. Try cursing me again? I guarantee you won’t be able to get on stage!"

"You’re all madmen!" Qiao Xiaowan glared at him hatefully: "Just wait, you’ll receive a punishment a hundred, a thousand times worse than this!"

"I’m going on stage." Bai Yan took a deep breath, thinking to herself, this man, he is terrifying!

Cui Xuetao was scared by Feng Tianzhi’s recent behavior, staring at him intently, shivering slightly: "So, am I one of the people you like or not?"

"Not-liking." Feng Tianzhi said, emphasizing each word.

"I’ll talk to you another day." Cui Xuetao briskly turned and ran, stopping at the exit, she glared fiercely at Luo Ye: "I’ll remember you!"

"Captain Feng, let’s go back. It’s chaotic enough," Luo Ye paused, then added: "The woman who likes you, she looked at me with such resentment just now."

"Little Ye’er, I won’t let anyone have the chance to hurt you." While saying this, Feng Tianzhi gestured with his hands and turned to stride away.

Qiao Xiaowan glanced at Luo Ye’s empty wrists, her courage growing: "Luo Ye, I never realized you were such a flirt..."

"Ouch!"

Qiao Xiaowan looked at the silver needle swinging back and forth on her leg, her face filled with shock: "You... you clearly didn’t bring it."

"This needle is a punishment for your loose lips just now." Luo Ye shook the needle sheath on the microphone: "Can’t it be placed somewhere other than the wrist? Go on, try complaining about it again. It’s best not to take it out; just go on stage with it still sticking in your skirt."

Qiao Xiaowan pulled out the needle and threw it away, snorting but not daring to speak again. She thought to herself, who designed this stage set-up, where the host enters from the right and the actors from the left? Isn’t it just providing an opportunity for this brute to bully people?

"Aunt Shasha, how come you’re here?" Qiao Xiaowan turned around and immediately regretted that she had removed the needle when she saw Su Sha hurrying over.

"Ye’er, how’s your English?" Su Sha didn’t respond to Qiao Xiaowan, turning directly to Luo Ye.

"Not bad." Luo Ye nodded.

"Aunt Shasha, my English is pretty good," Qiao Xiaowan quickly interjected.

Su Sha sighed: "Of course, I know your English is good, we just received new information that the French academic exchange group will be joining us tomorrow. What is going on? The performance is tomorrow, and now we get informed. Later, ask Bai Yan, if her English is passable, you all stop rehearsing for now. Find someone to read according to the program list, and match up your English cue words."

"I’m fine, and I guess Sister Bai will be too. Luo Ye, you’re just a freshman, and this involves the face of our country, so don’t overdo it."

Qiao Xiaowan’s words brought a look of concern upon Su Sha’s face: "Ye’er, Xiaowan is right, are you confident? This kind of hosting can’t be done with Chinglish. The soldiers might not notice, but the foreigners have sharp ears."

With fluent American English, Luo Ye burst out: "Dear gentlemen and ladies, hello! Welcome to the 2001 New Year’s performance jointly organized by Division A, GF University, and the General Political Dance Troupe..."

"Good, good, Ye’er, I couldn’t have imagined," Su Sha hugged Luo Ye excitedly, genuinely delighted from the bottom of her heart.

Qiao Xiaowan, finding the situation dull, did not utter a word. She knew Su Sha’s level of English, and there was no way to bluff her. Besides, she had to admit Luo Ye’s English was definitely not inferior to hers, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She was just a freshman, how could this be possible?

Just then, Bai Yan came down from the stage. Su Sha quickly let go of Luo Ye and turned to her: "Bai Yan, how’s your English?"

"It’s okay, I guess. Why, Commander Su?"

"Then come with me." Su Sha led the way, explained the situation to Bai Yan, and instructed the trio to go to the presenter’s room to align their lines while she would find Lin Tuanzhang to arrange for someone else to read the script.

Reality had set in; it was clear who was superior. Luo Ye read from the script as fluently as if it were in Chinese, Qiao Xiaowan was slightly less adept, and Bai Yan had to use a pen for translation before continuing.

The three continued to align their script through dinner, taking only a ten-minute break before returning to continue. Lin Tuanzhang stopped by from time to time to encourage them.

By nine o’clock, Director Lei and Military Commander Xia, along with Captain Jiang and Ye Xuan, came over too, clearly demonstrating that the leaders were giving this matter great importance.

Among these people, except for Lin Tuanzhang, whose English was not very fluent, the others were quite good, especially Ye Xuan. After hearing a few sentences, the corners of his lips curled up—there was nothing his Ye’er couldn’t do!

Captain Jiang playfully punched him.

Director Lei was puzzled and glanced at the two: "What do you mean?"

Captain Jiang whispered something in his ear, and Director Lei burst into laughter: "There’s nothing secretive about it, Luo Ye is Ye Xuan’s wife, but she is also a member of our Division A. Her capability reflects well on all of us!"

Luo Ye, who was originally focused on the script, blushed instantly, clearing her throat before looking at Director Lei with sparkling eyes: "Report to the chief, you’re disrupting our work!"

"Alright, we’ll leave, ha ha..." They took a few steps, then Director Lei gave Ye Xuan a push: "Ye, we’ve all been young before, stay here and assist them, get them some water!"

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To give you all a bit more, I’m running about ten minutes late. The next update, let’s set it for tomorrow afternoon at five. If it can be combined, we’ll combine it; if not, they will still be posted separately. (To be continued. If you like this work, your support in the form of recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian.com is my greatest motivation.)

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