The girls relaxed and began to watch the other performances, taking out small notebooks to jot down notes.
Since Xia Zhaoyun had crammed all her techniques into their heads at once, they had a system for analyzing, summarizing, and converting what they saw into their own experience.
"Comrade Xia Zhaoyun?" A young man in a blue work uniform came over. His eyes lit up when he saw her, and he stated her name with a confident, toothy grin.
Xia Zhaoyun was confused for a moment, but when she saw the two foam coolers he and his companion were carrying, she understood. She smiled and nodded. "That's me. And you are, Comrade...?"
"Ma'am!" The two young men set the items down and bowed ninety degrees. "Our master asked us to bring you some ice cream and soda."
One cooler was filled with ice cream, the other with soda. Both were giving off a cold mist. Just lifting the cotton quilts covering them sent a wave of cool air washing over everyone, chasing away some of the sweltering heat.
