Xiao Ning strolled towards the stage of the gala.
Although it was a rehearsal, the arrangement of all the scenes was exactly the same as a formal performance. After all, it would not be long before it was a formal performance.
Xiao Ning waited behind the curtain and watched the children perform the classic “Thousand-hand Avalokitesvara”at such a close distance.
This was not a professional performance by a children’s dance troupe.
Some of the actors even lacked a hand, a foot, or a face that was ugly due to old burns.
However, such damaged young actors were serious and did their best to complete the show.
To be honest, it was extremely shocking.
Xiao Ning recalled how she rescued them from that remote and Dirty Mountain Village. They were like withered flowers falling into the mud, lifeless.
Now that they had changed soil and water, with the care of their parents and friends, they seemed to have blossomed again.
