Chapter 69 The first sister of the cultural troupe in the 1960s (8)

Now that she and Tong Yuanbin have broken up, the plastic friendship from before is definitely gone!

Xia Zhaoyun counted on her fingers and couldn't even count how many people she had worth dating besides this halfway best friend.

But she is a well-known beauty in the factory and attracts much attention!

After a night of fermentation, there must be many admirers who know that she broke up with Tong Yuanbin and entered the ranks of singles. What happened in the cafeteria is still waiting to be further spread, so before that, when they heard the voice from the speaker, someone went straight to

It's normal for people coming from the broadcasting studio to show their courtesy.

She slightly moved the broken hair on her forehead, "Is he the son of the deputy factory director's family, or the section chief, or a relative of the director's family? You didn't tell them that I was Huo Tianhao's daughter-in-law in life, and I will be married to him even in death.

Sleep in a pit?"

He Qingran slapped her, "You narcissistic thing, how can you be so big-hearted when your ass is on fire? It's you, no, it's Jewel's mother!"

"I was panting and climbed to the seventh floor. When I saw that you were not there, I refused to leave. I insisted on waiting for you to come back and stayed there for two hours. What was even more annoying was that she held my hand and said that you will train an excellent person.

How difficult it is!”

"But my sister is not a vegetarian either. I forced her to let in five jars of water and saw her run to the toilet four times."

"When I saw it was time to eat, I took out the key and locked the door of the office, and she left reluctantly. I guess you passed by each other, didn't you see it?"

Xia Zhaoyun shook her head and pointed to the communication room, "I was too tired to climb the stairs. I read the information there for a while."

"I don't know what she is going to tell you. Just watch. Whenever you broadcast in the afternoon, she will definitely come over again!" He Qingran curled her lips and said, "Hey, Yunyun, do you think she would have known about it earlier?

Are you not a child of the Song family? How could any biological father or mother be so cruel to their daughter?"

"They are all educated intellectuals. No matter how much we favor boys over girls, we can't do it, right?"

"I've seen it before. The Song family is very rare for that jewelry!"

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips slightly and her expression became solemn.

When He Qingran didn't say anything, she hadn't thought about it yet, but as long as people had the slightest suspicion, they could find a pile of evidence.

Father Song and Mother Song treated Song Zhenbao really well. After they recognized her, they could tell from the name and household registration. That was a treasure, but she was just a floating cloud!

The couple had always been polite to her, calling her back and forth. Sometimes Mother Song would stare at her face, and that jealous look now stands out in many memories.

Yes, Xia Zhaoyun took a deep breath. The appearance of the Song family was very regular. The men had good facial features. The women, whether it was Song's mother or the newly found Song Zhenbao, were only delicate and average in appearance.

Can a phoenix be born among a flock of hens?

Did the two people really know this obvious thing in advance? And when?

Xia Zhaoyun pouted, "There's no point in worrying about this issue now. I have nothing to do with them anyway. Go eat quickly, I'm so hungry!"

The two of them walked to the canteen hand in hand, chatting and laughing.

Big factories are good at everything, and their wages and benefits are unmatched by other small factories. As for daily meals, employees are subsidized, which can save half of the cost!

Xia Zhaoyun was once clearly the director's daughter. She looked glamorous and loved, but that was all on the surface. In fact, she had to pay every cent of her salary every month.

She often wears two work clothes back and forth. Occasionally, because she goes out to play with Tong Yuanbin, Song's mother stingily pulls some cloth and lets her use the sewing machine to make it.

She eats three meals a day at home. Song's mother said that girls should pay attention to their body shape and not pay too much attention to their appetite, so she basically eats some meat every month.

Now that she has experienced so many things, Xia Zhaoyun still feels wronged by herself and directly orders a portion of braised pork and a portion of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Because she is pretty and has the reputation of being Huo Tianhao's daughter-in-law, the food is half as much as others...

Xia Zhaoyun kept resisting helplessly, but the more she waved her hand, the more the lady in charge of the spoon thought she was good. She couldn't do it with her heart and lungs, but she could still scoop out the meat and eggs without shaking her hands!

Well, with these meals, He Qingran didn't need to buy any more. He only served rice and vegetable soup.

The braised pork is bright and melts in the mouth, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are delicious and fragrant. Moreover, these two soups are the perfect way to eat bibimbap. In the past, Xia Zhaoyun could only smell it, but now she can mix half of it with braised pork.

Mix half with tomatoes and scrambled eggs!

She was so beautiful that she accidentally over-eated, and the reborn stern look on her face and eyes was gone, and she was as lazy and elegant as a well-fed cat basking in the sun, making her originally prosperous look

Beautiful and brilliant.

Not wanting to face a bunch of bad guys in the dormitory, the two found a shady spot in the small park, leaned on each other and squinted for a while, and then Xia Zhaoyun continued to read the manuscript.

May is neither cold nor hot, and all activities begin to increase, competing with each other like the flowers in full bloom in summer. Golden Microphone is one of them, and it coincides with the Labor Month, so most of the articles praise the working people.

of.

From Xia Zhaoyun's point of view, the manuscripts were all the same, just changing the characters. The beginning was to thank the organization, the middle was to praise a certain model worker, and the end was to express one's own attitude. It had become a template!

Golden Microphone mainly examines the announcer's skills. An excellent manuscript is just the icing on the cake. After all, the announcer's main job is to speak skills. Read the spirit conveyed above. I would like to think about the contributions from the employees of the unit. It is good to be able to write, but

We will not let the judges put the cart before the horse and care too much.

This has also led to the submission of submissions becoming more and more rigid.

Xia Zhaoyun has been a Piao for so long, and although her memory is incomplete, the abilities, knowledge and vision she developed will not fade away.

She is aware of her strengths and weaknesses as an announcer. Her sweet and soft voice is a very good innate condition. Similarly, compared with others, she lacks strength and loudness. She seems to be very unoccupied when praising workers.

Advantage.

But workers are also human beings, and everyone else is positive and working harder than the other, so she takes the lyrical route and hides sensationalism in the gaps between words. The resonance caused by a fluttering sentence can definitely become a reversal killer!

Xia Zhaoyun is used to using her mind in everything she does instead of going all out, just like this game.

In order to win the championship, she just needs to be better than the others in every aspect.

While others write about workers or a certain model worker, she writes about the workers behind the workers. This group of people, regardless of the novelty of their ideas or the number of people they praise, is far superior to others!

With the concept, tone and positioning in mind, Xia Zhaoyun actually wrote the manuscript in one noon.

He Qingran took it over and read it over, shaking his head and reluctant to take his eyes away from the manuscript, "Yunyun, if I hadn't seen you type the draft with my own eyes, I would have thought that there were powerful people behind you who contributed the manuscript!"

Other manuscripts adhere to a simple and unpretentious style, but she is like a peacock with its tail spread out, using gorgeous rhetoric to shape the grey-headed housewives, immersed in oil smoke, and rough palms, into a beacon that tirelessly provides warmth and direction.

, the soft and reassuring waiting under the dim light, the home-cooked dishes are wrapped in the love that women pour into their families, so they have the magic power to never tire of eating them...

The words are beautiful, but the details she captures can make people fall into memories and evoke the softness in their hearts.

But Xia Zhaoyun's final destination is her fateful love, because the people who love her are accustomed to giving silently, and only after they suddenly pull away, she can deeply understand and cherish the people around her.

There is no distinction between high and low people, no distinction between high and low labor, they are all people who make contributions. There is no reason that women who are tied to the family should be forgotten as if they are background boards.

Without their silent dedication and support, how could the workers behind the scenes concentrate on construction?

He Qingran felt that she had not learned Chinese well, so she didn't know how to praise her, so she kept nodding, "Yunyun will definitely get the first place!"

Xia Zhaoyun raised her head, "Sister, if you don't take action, I will win the championship."

He Qingran was speechless at her, glared at her, and read it again with moist eyes.

People's heads are groggy after taking a nap, and under the sunlight that has begun to show its power, people rush to the office or workshop lazily, even if the music from the speakers has a strong rhythm.

Their eyes were still half-closed, and their whole bodies exuded laziness.

After singing a song, the sweet voice is like a spring breeze, carrying a different kind of magic power, pulling everyone out from being surrounded by sleepy people.

She explained a good draft as if it were a textbook. She added her own understanding from time to time, and even drank some chicken soup, which was particularly tonic and invigorating.

"Not for others, just to be a person that even myself can envy..."

"I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about the hardships..."

"If you are talking about me behind my back, then it is obvious that my life is much more exciting than yours. Well, today's lunch broadcast ends here. I am the broadcaster Xia Zhaoyun..."

After turning off the device, He Qingran couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "Yunyun, you are so awesome. Did you mean that last sentence? You are the only one who dares to do this. I admire you!"

In less than a day, she found that her sister was even more arrogant than before, and she praised others to the point of being numb!

I think He Qingran only reported cautiously on weekdays and tried to make no mistakes. However, when Xia Zhaoyun came on, she acted like a kid and overcompleted the task in a relaxed state.

But after saying that, she pinched Xia Zhaoyun's mouth and said, "Leave a way for my sister to survive. Please be quiet for two minutes!"

Xia Zhaoyun couldn't help but push her hand away and laughed.

There was a knock on the door. He Qingran subconsciously looked at Xia Zhaoyun and said silently: "I bet it must be Jewelry's mother!"

However, when the door was opened, there was a young man in green clothes. After saluting, he grinned his white teeth and asked, "Is Comrade Xia Zhaoyun here?"

He Qingran was stunned and pointed at Xia Zhaoyun sideways, "She is."

The young man took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them over, "Comrade Xia Zhaoyun, these are two concert tickets given to you by our Mr. Huo and Mr. Pei, Huo Tianhao's grandparents. They will be held at the Municipal University at seven o'clock in the evening.

Conducted in the auditorium.”

"Mr. Huo and Mr. Pei said that they are old and don't like these literary and artistic things. It would be a waste to leave them alone. It is better to show the world to my granddaughter-in-law. Comrade Xia Zhaoyun please accept it and don't let down this rare literary and artistic feast!"

He Qingran was excited. This concert had been planned for several months. It was of high standard and not something ordinary people could watch live. If anyone could get a ticket, it would be enough for everyone to envy and hate.

However, she also knew that Xia Zhaoyun only climbed up to Huo Tianhao to show her integrity, and was definitely not seeking the rights and interests he brought, so this time they still reluctantly refused...

However, Xia Zhaoyun lightly smiled and took it, "Thank you, I need to trouble you, comrade, to make a trip."

"Please also say hello to me and my grandparents. I will visit them another day when I am free."

The young man smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Welcome, Comrade Xiao Xia, Mr. Huo and Mr. Pei have nothing to do at home on weekdays, so they just like the younger ones to come and have fun."

As soon as they left, He Qingran was a little confused, "Yunyun, why did you just accept it?"

Xia Zhaoyun made a rare exception and flipped through the tickets, "This is a meeting gift from Brother Tianhao's grandparents. I accept it, which is equivalent to acknowledging our relationship."

"Although concert tickets are precious, I'm not a real white-eyed wolf. I will definitely go back to it in other ways."

"Brother Tianhao," He Qingran said in a complicated mood, "Yunyun, are you too involved in the drama?"

Xia Zhaoyun carefully put away the ticket and said with a smile: "He is a hero. He was once so handsome, young and promising. I can get this identity at a great advantage."

"Although I don't have any expectations for men, I am also a woman and I will imagine myself to be deeply loved and cherished by others. Since those men are unreliable, why don't I admire this hero?"

"Ran Ran, no matter what the reason is, when I take on this identity, I must treat him seriously. Even if I am not as affectionate to him as I said, I will treat him as a real family member. Apart from you as a friend, I have only him.

.”

He Qingran pursed her lips tightly, "Yunyun..."

Xia Zhaoyun raised her eyebrows at the next moment, still looking so pretty, "Besides, where in the world is there a man who is worthy of me, Xia Zhaoyun? That is Brother Tianhao in everyone's mind, barely enough!"

"Xia Zhaoyun!" He Qingran gritted his teeth and said, "Next time I worry about you, I will take your last name."

Xia Zhaoyun smiled and hugged her neck, "Ran Ran, go and ask for leave quickly. Let's buy some biscuits and then take the car to the city. After attending the concert in the evening, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it back. We will have to apply for another letter of introduction to stay in the hotel."

"I have never stayed in a hotel in my entire life..."

This time it was He Qingran's turn to raise his chin: "You're a country bumpkin, you've never even stayed in a hotel, you're worthless!"

Without delay, the two took leave and bought some biscuits, snacks and candies. Then they went back to the dormitory, changed their clothes, dressed up, grabbed their bags and rushed to the bus stop.

The bus station at the main entrance of Zhaoyang Garment Factory is a large station with a dedicated line that goes to the city.

When they arrived, there was already a car waiting.

After buying a ticket and getting on the bus, He Qingran was chatting and laughing when he saw some people in the car, paused in their steps, and turned around Xia Zhaoyun who was behind them.

? ? Huo Tianhao: Barely a match? Thank you!

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Chapter completed!