Chapter 96 The first sister of the cultural troupe in the 1960s (35)

Breakfast was dictated by Xia Zhaoyun, and He Qingran actually made the noodles by hand. Although the noodles were uneven in thickness, the smooth texture of the hand-rolled noodles was still acceptable.

In each bowl, put a spoonful of chopped peanuts, a spoonful of Xia Zhaoyun's homemade soybean slightly spicy sauce, stir-fry some cucumbers, potatoes, shredded carrots, and a fried egg. It is rich in nutrients, rich in texture, salty, spicy and refreshing.

He Qingran recorded it while she was making it. She was so moved as she tasted the fragrant breakfast she made.

"Yunyun, how do you make this bean paste? It's so delicious!"

In the words of later generations, this is where the soul of a bowl of noodles lies.

Xia Zhaoyun gestured with her chin to hold a pen and paper, and explained the steps, adding spicy and salty flavors.

He Qingran wrote it down and read it over again, "Is that so? Are there any other precautions?"

"No more," Xia Zhaoyun said with a smile, "the steps are a little complicated. I think after you finish playing, you'd better handwrite a few more and post them on the bulletin board."

He Qingran nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, yes, I have compiled yesterday's recipes. In my free time today, I will go to the factory newspaper office to see if I can put the articles I compile every day into the factory magazine.

Here, let more people see it.”

"I think they will definitely be happy. The factory newspaper office is just like our broadcast room. We have tasks every day or every week. It is difficult to achieve results if we are the same and it is easy to be forgotten. Even if the leader suddenly thinks of us, he will criticize us for not being able to do it.

Want to make progress."

"They are keeping such material that is beneficial to the people and are rushing to get it!"

"But Yunyun, why are you so good at cooking?"

As soon as he asked the question, He Qingran regretted it a little.

Anyone who couldn't cook, except for her, who was so praised by her mother, was a spoiled child in her family. Only Yunyun was trained by her adoptive parents since she was a child, and she became a perfect little wretch in almost every aspect.

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled: "Because no one in my family likes to eat in the cafeteria, Aunt Song's family searched for various recipes everywhere, and even sent me to the house of a relative who was a chef in my ancestors to learn for a summer vacation."

"It's impossible for people to pass on their unique skills to me, but at least they let me help learn the skills. How much I can learn depends on my understanding, diligence and eye contact."

"Actually, I think this is pretty good. What you learn is your own and will benefit you for life. It won't be a particularly difficult experience to accept."

"Just like you, what motivates you to learn to cook is not just wanting to make delicious food for the people you love? This sense of satisfaction and accomplishment can shatter many unbearable memories."

He Qingran held her chin and looked at her, "Yunyun, you look as delicate and fragile as dodder. You need to cling to others to survive, but you are not like that. Your heart is so strong that it makes people feel bad."

"If I were you, I would be wounded every once in a while, and I would have taken a knife..."

Seeing the two children looking at her with wide eyes, she did not continue speaking. She stuck out her tongue and turned sideways to block the sight of the two little ones. She scratched her neck with her hand and said in a very low voice: "I will try my best to pull more cushions on my back."

of!"

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled: "I am not as strong as you think. I just feel that life is like tea. It has a bitter side and a dull side, but it also has a sweet, intriguing and happy side."

"I have experienced so much, and now that life is getting better and better, I should be more positive!"

"If I don't value my own life, who will care?"

He Qingran nodded vigorously, "Yes, the days will get better and better. We all have to work hard."

She used to live a life of confusion and drift with the crowd, but recently she has a clear goal, which is to transfer to the city center and take her brother with her to completely leave this miserable place.

The dawn seemed to be getting closer and closer, and she was full of motivation.

After sending the child off, Xia Zhaoyun said goodbye to He Qingran and went to the practice room.

She came earlier and wanted to play yesterday's song twice to get a feel for it, and she felt that the effect would be better if she added lyrics that fit the occasion.

Among this group of girls, there are a few who can sing quite well. Just let them record the tapes in advance.

When she arrived, the girls in the three groups were already stretching and were more active than ever. When they saw her, they all smiled and said hello.

Several girls put on the clothes they borrowed yesterday and shyly explained: "Teacher Xiao Xia, I think wearing these clothes will help you get into the character better."

Xia Zhaoyun nodded, put down her things with a smile, and then clapped her hands to gather them all together, "I cut out the movements and music yesterday. The movements are not difficult, but they can't be too simple, as this will make us look unprofessional.

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"However, you are both good at different things, and your combination is definitely more amazing than the main pillars. Isn't there a saying that three cobblers can beat one Zhuge Liang? There are so many of you, but you can't scare a layman?"

"We are a condolence performance. As long as the audience can feel the spirit conveyed by our dance, it will be a successful performance."

"You guys stretch and warm up with me first, and then I'll show you the moves one by one."

Everyone nodded solemnly and followed Xia Zhaoyun seriously.

What Xia Zhaoyun led them to do was after decades of exploration by later generations, they came up with the best set of stretching exercises, which can stretch every part of the body, relieve muscle stiffness, and quickly enter the state.

There was a thin layer of sweat on everyone's foreheads, and they didn't know if their mentality was different. They actually felt that their bodies were more comfortable than ever before, and they were fully stretched like the sunflowers growing towards the sun, and they were like dolls that had just been wound up.

Perfect!

Although she was doing tricks one by one, Xia Zhaoyun still asked everyone to surround her.

Dancers seem to dance mechanically according to the choreographer's design, but they also need inspiration. Different people have different feelings when dancing, and the amount of spirit conveyed in the dance is also different!

Their perception of the overall musical will help them understand their own part of the dance.

Xia Zhaoyun looked around at everyone, her eyes resting on the chef actor: "Comrade Wang Huiwen, which dance moves do you think are most suitable for the identity of a chef?"

"The movements can be exaggerated, but you have to remember that you are a woman and a dancer, and you have to show the grace of a worker as much as possible."

Wang Huiwen, who was named, froze up. The other friends had already pushed her to the middle of the practice room with laughter and started to watch the fun.

Wang Huiwen smiled helplessly, took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, and added the chef's chopping vegetables, flipping spoons, and cooking rice into the dance movements. The most surprising thing is that she is clear and vivid, reproducing the essence of a contemporary chef.

It really fits the exaggeration, elegance and joy all in one.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they clapped vigorously. Their imprisoned thoughts seemed to be broken, and many ideas came flooding in. It turns out that dancing can be so fun!

Several active little girls couldn't help it, they stepped forward and started making gestures, adding their own creativity. For a while, the practice room was lively and joyful, and there was no sense of tension like the first two groups preparing for the condolence performance.

Xia Zhaoyun always had a smile on her face, and from time to time she lowered her head to write and draw in her notebook, perfecting her role as a chef.

Dance may seem difficult, but it is made up of different combinations of basic movements and added techniques. It comes from life, and is refined and beautified.

Xia Zhaoyun is now leading everyone to experience the choreography process in person.

After everyone's "brainstorming" about the chef's dance ended, Xia Zhaoyun also took out the final draft and continued to record the movements of a dancer.

Seeing that their opinions were adopted and they joined in the dance, the little girls were greatly encouraged, exuding greater enthusiasm and enthusiasm, and threw themselves into the choreography like little fireballs.

Xia Zhaoyun was amazed by their imaginative and very good dance moves, and frequently made changes to her original designs.

Usually at noon, no one in the group rushes to the canteen more actively than these girls.

Now they are selflessly competing to express their understanding of their profession. It is an unprecedented passion for dance. It is a humble love buried deep in their hearts that has been denied by everyone and themselves.

It was Xia Zhaoyun who asked to stop, and everyone reluctantly grabbed their lunch boxes and left the practice room.

In the past, they would have walked quickly to the canteen, walked back and forth several times, chosen the food they wanted to eat, and then laughed and occupied a seat in line to get their meal.

During the meal, they chatted and laughed for more than half an hour, washed the dishes with hot water, and then wandered back to the dormitory slowly.

Nowadays, all the little girls are as if they have pressed a small motor, for fear of wasting a second and interrupting their surging inspiration state.

Xia Zhaoyun was better than them, and He Qingran brought rice to her.

After dinner, she played the music in front of the piano. After a whole morning of polishing, the spirituality of the music suddenly came out, as if it could jump out and go crazy in the world without being controlled by her fingers.

"Ran Ran, we'll have to trouble you later," Xia Zhaoyun said with a smile, clasping her fingers: "The soundtrack needs to be recorded, and the girls have to add the voices. We have to go back and forth several times."

He Qingran poked her forehead, "Yunyun, are you seeing me? Not to mention our relationship, the factory attaches great importance to this performance and will require all departments to cooperate with you."

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips, pulled her hand down, and said with a chuckle: "No, I'm just saying hello to you. We'll finish the action this afternoon, and I'll change the music a few more times and fill in the words."

"Tomorrow I will take them to stretch and then we will start recording."

He Qingran nodded, "Okay, then after I finish the broadcast in the morning, I will move this guy to your piano room, where the recording effect is good."

In the afternoon, the minds of the little girls were completely opened. Groups of movements were designed to have obvious professional characteristics, but they were also elegant, beautiful and handsome. They were full of tension and the characters were clearly shaped.

Before four o'clock in the afternoon, they had completed the final drafts for all eighteen people.

Everyone was highly nervous, and the exhaustion came suddenly. Everyone looked like a wilted flower, with their heads drooping.

Xia Zhaoyun smiled and called them to her side, "Let's jump here today and give you half an hour to rest. Go get a pen and paper, listen to the music I play, and add psychological monologues to your characters."

Everyone suddenly came to their senses, "Teacher Xiaoxia, did you mean to include our words when recording the music?"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded, "Yes, but our voice is just like dancing, it needs to be varied to show the character's personality."

"It doesn't need to be gorgeous, but it must be professional and impress everyone..."

This time, everyone worked with Xia Zhaoyun until eight o'clock, and finally completed all the creative content.

Everyone feels that their days are fulfilling and exciting, and they are full of yearning. It turns out that serious work and life make people's whole body filled with happiness and joy.

Xia Zhaoyun was still wondering why He Qingran didn't bring her children today, and felt a little anxious. After bidding farewell to the little girls, she hurried out, but when she walked to the door, she saw that the light was half shrouded in the dim light, and half blended in.

A tall, familiar figure in the dark night.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and trotted over, raising her head in front of the person.

But she hadn't seen him for two days, and she was so busy that she felt dizzy. When she saw the real person unexpectedly, she realized what it means to not see him for one day, as if it had been three years since he saw him.

Huo Tianhao chuckled, pleased by her well-behaved and joyful expression. He stroked her hair that had grown up from overuse all day long, and slid his hands down to hold hers.

"Brother Tianhao, why are you here?" She felt the man's generous and warm palm, and her face couldn't help but glow with warmth.

The soft summer evening breeze, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of flowers and plants, swirled around them, lifting people's moods one after another.

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled, knowing in her heart that this was the unique joy and peace of mind of a woman in love.

"I missed you, so I came," Huo Tianhao answered directly.

Xia Zhaoyun bit her lip and glared at him, then looked around guiltily.

As a result, she found that the girls had already hurriedly carried the basins to take a bath together, and now they were leaning forward to watch the fun.

"Hello, Teacher Xiaoxia, hello, Master!" They were discovered, and they jostled and jostled out, shouting loudly.

Xia Zhaoyun's face turned red with embarrassment, but Huo Tianhao smiled generously and nodded, "Hello."

The little girls didn't have much courage, but it was already good to say hello to the master. Now they all laughed and ran away.

Then from taking a shower to returning to the dormitory, they were talking about the love between Teacher Xiao Xia and Xiao Huo Yingxiong, what a match made in heaven.

Xia Zhaoyun and Huo Tianhao didn't say anything for a while, so they held hands and walked slowly home.

"you……"

"you……"

The classic plot was played out in reality, and Xia Zhaoyun burst out laughing, "I wrote you a letter, did you receive it?"

The two of them walked into the small woods in front of the art troupe. The trees here were lush, blocking out the hazy light outside, forming a small world of their own. Even each other's breathing could be clearly heard.

Huo Tianhao used a little force with his hands to push him against the tree trunk, his forehead close to hers, "It's just because I saw it that I missed you so hard that I had to come here after get off work."

After saying that, he stared at her greedily for a few seconds, leaning down to relieve the longing in his heart.

The man was domineering and strong, and Xia Zhaoyun quickly lost herself in the dense kisses. She could only cling to him unable to do anything, and occasionally struggled and moaned delicately.

Huo Tianhao felt that he was just drinking dove to quench his thirst. Instead of suppressing his desire for her, he was eager to swallow this woman who had almost turned into water.

Suddenly, he put one arm around Xia Zhaoyun and covered her mouth with the other hand. He led her behind a thick old tree and completely disappeared into the shadows.

Xia Zhaoyun blinked her eyes.

Huo Tianhao kissed her ear and said almost breathlessly: "There is someone."

After a short while, two vague shadows came over one after the other, wandered around for a while, and stopped at the spot where Xia Zhaoyun and Xia Zhaoyun had just been.

"Aunt Yuan, why did you call me out so late?" It was Xie Xiaoqin who spoke.

Xia Zhaoyun recognized it as soon as she heard it.

Mrs. Yuan looked at the slim little girl in front of her and felt soft in her heart. She helped her push the hair on her cheeks to her ears, "Xiao Qin, there are too many things going on in the group recently, and Auntie didn't even talk to you properly.

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"Are you tired from training recently? Auntie sees that you stay in the practice room late every day."

Xie Xiaoqin smiled and shook her head, with the excitement of a little girl in her words: "No, Aunt Yuan, I don't feel tired. I've been really happy recently."

"It has been three years since I joined our art troupe. This is the first time I have served as the lead dancer in such a large-scale show, and I am most likely to win the top three and win generous rewards."

"thank you!"

As she spoke, she solemnly bowed to people and thanked them.

Master Yuan quickly pulled him up, "Silly girl, I didn't do anything, I just gave you some advice from time to time. It's more because you train hard on weekdays and the teacher sees it, so you have this opportunity."

Xie Xiaoqin pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered: "I know that Xia Zhaoyun did not become the lead dancer of our group. It has something to do with you, teacher. If you relax your requirements, maybe I will still dance with others now."

Mrs. Yuan did not deny it and patted her shoulder, "Xia Zhaoyun has talent and good conditions, but she is aloof and does not know how to seize the opportunities presented to her."

"In this case, it is better to give the opportunity to those who need it. For her, one more opportunity to lead the dance is not too much, and one less opportunity is not too much. But it is different for you!"

Yuan Shitai said earnestly and sincerely: "Xiao Qin, you have to remember that we are all ordinary in all aspects. These cannot be changed. Only diligence and necessary scheming can prevent you from being eliminated."

"This opportunity is rare. You must seize it. It takes four years for the General Secretary to select a group of talents across the country. However, the youth of literary and art workers is too short, so there is a small election in the city every two years. If nothing else happens,

, there will also be newcomers this year, but there are very few places."

"Xiao Qin, as long as you lead the team and get the top three positions this time, Auntie will do anything to get you the opportunity to participate in the August city art performance, and you will definitely be the lead dancer!"

"Su Baimeng's choreography skills are among the best in the industry. She has been preparing for the performance in August for a long time."
Chapter completed!