Chapter 72 The first sister of the art troupe in the 1960s (11)

Xia Zhaoyun's tears just fell down, "Ran Ran, don't be angry, I have nothing to do with the Song family anymore. Song Zhenbao framed me, Aunt Song and Uncle Song beat me, they should all be repaid for the Song family's upbringing."

kindness."

"I changed my name and moved out of my registered residence. I have nothing to do with them from now on."

"I, I can also live alone quietly. This is something I couldn't ask for before."

He Qingran pursed her lips tightly and stepped forward to hug her, "It's over now. From now on, we have to be tougher. If we have any problems, go to the Women's Federation. No matter what, we can't let the Song family bully us anymore!"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded repeatedly, "Sure, I'm not stupid."

Girls don't take baths quickly, especially Xia Zhaoyun, who likes to do everything slowly. When she started taking baths every day in early summer, she wished she could rub off a layer of skin.

After washing for more than half an hour, several groups of white-flowered girls walked here to choose a useful shower head. They took a look at the masterpieces of the Song family, looked at Xia Zhaoyun's beautiful little face with sympathy and pity, and thought about it.

She and Huo Yingxiong had a heartbreaking love drama.

This happened at noon, and in the evening when the Song family gathered for dinner, two comrades from the Women's Federation came to the door.

"Sister Liu, Sister Tong, why are you here? Have you eaten?" Mother Song couldn't help but feel a little thump in her heart when she saw the two of them, and welcomed them in with a smile on her face.

The director can be divided into a two-story building, but the area is not large. You can look up and see people walking in and out of the window. And now that the weather is warm, many people like to set up tables in the yard to eat. There must be many people who see them coming to the door.

Already.

What good could come from being approached by two comrades from the Women's Federation carrying briefcases?

Mother Song gritted her teeth and had to make tea herself to greet them.

"You can just eat. Comrade Yan, you don't have to work too hard," Aunt Liu said with a smile, sitting directly on the sofa and taking out a pen and notebook, "We are just here to understand the situation."

"You also know that because you recognized Comrade Song Zhenbao, there have been a lot of bad words in the whole factory. After going back and forth, no one knows what the original version is."

"We just want to verify with you, write a manuscript, and play it during the broadcast tomorrow morning, so as to save our factory employees from putting too much energy on it and affecting normal production operations."

With the hat off, even Father Song could no longer sit still, so he stood up and walked over with a smile on his face.

Mother Song sent a few young members of the family back to the house with food to eat. After watching the door being closed, she asked: "Sister Liu, Sister Tong, did Yun Yatou say something to you?"

The two comrades from the Women's Federation looked at each other, and Aunt Tong tugged at the corner of her lips: "Comrade Yan, although Comrade Xia Zhaoyun is not your biological child, we haven't even started talking yet, and you have given someone the unfilial name of reporting on your adoptive father and adoptive mother.

head?"

"No, no," Song's mother waved her hands quickly and said with a smile: "Don't I care about her? This child has a stubborn temper and likes to keep things in mind and let people guess. Our family is all straightforward.

, how can you guess her little girl’s heart?”

"It's my fault too, caring makes you confused! At that time, my treasure broke his head and was anxious. I thought, no matter who is right or wrong in this matter, treasure's head is covered with blood, and Yunyun must be frightened. Besides, it's not that easy to go to the hospital.

There are many people, and I’m afraid that this girl Yunyun will take things to worst, so I leave the boss at home with Yunyun.”

"How can I imagine that my boss mistakenly thought that Yunyun had pushed for the treasure and was eager to protect his sister? He actually moved Yunyun's household registration and changed his name while our adults were away!"

"The child was so anxious that his father threw books at him. He still has bruises on his head. After hearing about this, I kept looking for Yunyun everywhere to explain it."

"Listening to this girl's careless broadcasts and concerts, I felt relieved, but worry, fear, and anxiety came all over me. Her words were neither light nor serious, and she hurt someone again..."

Someone who can often mediate family conflicts in the Women's Federation and is at the forefront of gossip has a first-class ability to identify whores. How can you not hear that Song's mother has been shirking responsibility and pretending to be generous and virtuous?

By the way, many efforts were made to mold Comrade Xia Zhaoyun into a girl who is thoughtful, ungrateful, selfish, perverse and ignorant.

Aunt Tong asked without raising her eyes: "We are here for two purposes. First, to confirm with you how Comrade Xia Zhaoyun's old wounds came from. Second, to sort out your current relationship."

"What, what old wounds?" Song's mother and Song's father looked at each other and said with a smile: "The children were naughty and bumped into each other when they were young. Who doesn't have some scars on his body?"

"The injury on her hand was caused by accidentally breaking the glass and then falling to scratch it..."

"Comrade Song, Comrade Yan, you don't need to be so secretive," Aunt Liu couldn't see it, and frowned and said, "We mothers don't know what it's like for a child to bump into each other?"

"There is nothing good about Comrade Xia Zhaoyun! You Song family are so cruel. How could you do anything to such a beautiful and well-behaved child? Or do you already know that she is not your child?"

Song's father couldn't help but say: "This child has been withdrawn since she was a child and has a strong desire to win. No matter how much we try to enlighten her, it's useless. Every time she doesn't do well in the exam, she locks herself up and causes trouble..."

"That's enough," Aunt Tong slammed the book on the table, "Director Song, you are also a person who has studied, how can you open your eyes and tell lies? Is there something wrong with her? She inflicted such serious wounds on her body?"

"Excuse me, how do you explain the wound on your back?"

"If you don't admit it, do you want us to drag people to the hospital for evaluation? So that everyone in the factory will know about it?"

Father Song and Mother Song suddenly did not dare to speak.

They were angry that "Song Ruoyun" had no face and skin, and her injuries were visible to others.

After all, they raised her for eighteen years without any credit or hard work?

She turned around like a wolf with white eyes and hated them!

"Okay, there is no need to check this matter. You just sign this paper. From now on, you are you, and Comrade Xia Zhaoyun is Comrade Xia Zhaoyun. Stop using the grace of upbringing to torment this poor little girl." Tong

The aunt slapped a piece of paper in front of them and handed them the pen.

It was clearly a divorce letter. The reason was that the Song family failed to fulfill their due responsibilities in raising children. Later, they found their biological daughter. From now on, the two families will no longer move around. No one can relive old scores, let alone have a relationship that harms others.

Benefit.

"Song Ruoyun" is a chess piece carefully cultivated by the Song family. They originally wanted her to join the Tong family and become related to Director Huo's family.

However, after having a biological daughter, this road can be cleared, and "Song Ruoyun" can also bring huge profits to the Song family in other ways.

Beauty traps have been around since ancient times, and they are very easy to use. As long as you use them well, you can achieve the effect of reaching the sky in one step!

Now asking them to give up the fattened meat is the same as cutting them alive.

The Song family couldn't help but regret it. If they had been more patient and controlled their anger at her, would everything be different now?

Seeing their hesitation, Aunt Liu said:

"Originally we didn't want to interfere with your family's affairs, but this child Xia Zhaoyun is so annoying."

"She is the sweetheart of little hero Huo Tianhao. You have caused a lot of trouble in the factory recently. If we don't care about it, when the people above ask, do you think you can make some money out of it?"

"Don't think you are smart all day long and treat others as fools. If you just give up when things don't work out, and you really make a fuss, you might get into trouble."

Song's mother was stunned, "Why is the son of the factory director's family involved?"

"It's not like you beat up the mandarin ducks and arranged an engagement between Comrade Xia Zhaoyun and the Tong family. Huo Xiaoxiong was disheartened. Not long after, something happened to protect the property in the factory."

"Now Comrade Xia Zhaoyun has to observe the festival for him. Didn't you see that girl burst into tears? Alas, those of us who have lived half our lives are so sad to see her."

"If you still have some conscience, just sign this piece of paper. How she lives in the future will have nothing to do with you. Otherwise, your marriage to the Tong family may be difficult..."

Aunt Tong shook her head and sighed.

The Song family was confused when they heard this, but they also realized that something was wrong, and it was very detrimental to the Song family.

Song's father pondered for a while, then picked up a brush and signed his name, saying: "Although I signed my name, Yunyun will always be our Song family. If we have difficulties, we will not cause trouble to her, but if she encounters difficulties, we Song

Home will always be for her..."

"Okay, we'll break off the engagement after we sign. Don't do all this nonsense! If you don't go to her, that's enough." Aunt Liu couldn't stand his duplicitous behavior. At noon, she

The daughter-in-law also went to the bathhouse and saw clearly that there were several scars burned by cigarette butts on the little girl's buttocks.

Some people tend to self-harm when they are under great stress, but will they calmly think about where the injury is?

I don’t know what Director Song thinks about a place like that!

After all, Xia Zhaoyun is so pretty...

The Golden Microphone Competition is coming soon. Although Xia Zhaoyun has written the manuscript and she can recite it fluently and emotionally, there is still something missing from her requirements.

She borrowed a recorder from He Qingran, spent money to get two blank tapes, and went to the music troupe's piano room to figure out the soundtrack.

Xia Zhaoyun's time as a ghost was not long but not short either. After witnessing Xia Hua's rapid economic development in the next sixty years, she naturally knew that there was something to be done in terms of sound.

A piece of music that matches the rhythm and mood can make the emotional expression of the voice more intense, and can completely fill in all the flaws and flaws in the voice, which is about the same effect as a woman's makeup to conceal her blemishes.

She re-read the manuscript several times to determine the general emotional changes, which ones are strong and which ones are weak, the rhythm is fast and slow, the pitch is high and low, etc. Once the hard requirements were set, she began to fill in the music bit by bit.

The dancer has a natural sensitivity to music. Although she has not systematically studied composition, she can use the stupidest methods to try out the feeling bit by bit.

At this time, the speaker outside the window suddenly sounded. After an exciting piece of music, the announcer's voice came out. It was actually a topic that had gone viral in the factory in the past two days, divided into clear one, two, and three, and corresponding to it.

Made a summary.

First, after interviews and investigations, it was found that Song Zhenbao fell from the second floor accidentally, not by Xia Zhaoyun; second, the Song family raised Xia Zhaoyun for eighteen years, but Xia Zhaoyun also used her excellence to give the Song family

Face, because of something

Due to these irreconcilable reasons, the relationship cannot be renewed, so we have to go back to the bridge; thirdly, as the sweetheart of Huo Tianhao, Xia Zhaoyun resolutely keeps his integrity. I hope everyone will treat others rationally, not listen to partial beliefs, and respect the families of the martyrs...

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Xia Zhaoyun was a little surprised. Who was so kind as to solve all her worries?

She thought she would wait until the rumors she created had fermented for a while, and then wipe out all the trouble caused by the Song family.

I guess she was helped by Huo Tianhao again.

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips tightly and stroked the cool black and white keyboard with her hands. Just saying Huo Tianhao's name in her heart was filled with a touch of tenderness and warmth.

If a person really has an afterlife, she will definitely tie a grass ring for him!

Perhaps because of this friendship that she had unilaterally asked for, Xia Zhaoyun composed the music quite smoothly. After spending a whole day, her hair became frizzy and her head was filled with oil, she finally got a version that she was satisfied with.

She recorded the song twice before carrying her things back to the dormitory.

He Qingran ran over to her in the evening and told her: "The preliminary competition for Golden Microphone is about to end, followed by the semi-finals and finals. I still have to take two days off, so you can register for the competition tomorrow according to your location."

She went through some details of the competition and contributed another set of clothes.

Xia Zhaoyun chuckled and nodded, responding one by one.

The Golden Microphone competition was held at the Cultural Palace in the city center, and she took two buses to get there.

She just got out of the car, grabbed her bag and held the leaflet and asked all the way, when she met a man wearing a red uniform with a basketball under his arm at the door.

He is tall and tall, and his slightly loose half-sleeved uniform clearly shows off his tendon muscles that he has exercised all year round. His beautiful and powerful texture is like walking hormones, which can be seen at a glance.

Xia Zhaoyun glanced at the person's face, immediately lowered her sun hat, adjusted the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose that covered most of her face, and walked in without squinting.

The man turned his head and squinted his eyes slightly to look at her profile, feeling that it was very familiar.

He has a good memory, but it is all information and content that is useful to him. He basically forgets irrelevant people and things, especially women, and never wastes memory.

"Comrade, where is the basketball court?" He stepped up his legs, blocked the person, and asked casually, playing with the basketball with one hand.

The basketball was extremely obedient and kept spinning and jumping on his fingertips. This handsome and unconscious showoff made the opposite sex who passed by unable to move.

Xia Zhaoyun's scalp was numb and she couldn't take off her vest!

She immediately looked at him, covering her open mouth in surprise with one hand, and holding her chest with the other.

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