Whatever Li Rong wants to do, she will work hard to do it. Although Li Rong didn't have any major problems during the rehearsal, she still goes over the details every day after she gets home.
Look at your expression in the mirror.
She was too involved and accidentally ignored Zhao Qingsong.
Until the day before the performance, Zhao Qingsong couldn't help it anymore and kissed Li Rong for a long time. He said aggrievedly: "Why don't you care about your man? I'm going out tomorrow!"
"Huh? Where are you going out?" Li Rong spoke with unsteady breath.
Zhao Qingsong was helpless: "I told you two days ago that I will go south with a few brothers to see the market on Friday."
"Going south?"
"Yes." Zhao Qingsong smiled, "I heard that the market policies in the south are very loose and they are going to reform and open up. And the higher authorities also want to support it. Many people have started to do it. I want to go to the south to see if there is anything good to do.
of."
Of course Li Rong knew that the end of 1978 was the time for reform and opening up, and the country encouraged development.
Zhao Qingsong didn't know where he got the news, so there was no need for Li Rong to trick him.
Li Rong looked at the man with joy and said supportively: "Work harder, this is a good opportunity, but how long will you have to go?"
Zhao Qingsong paused: "Not sure yet, by the way, third brother will go too."
"He's going too? Why is he going?"
Zhao Qingsong pinched Li Rong's nose: "Of course I'm going to make money and see if there are any opportunities. I promised to help him do things before, and he worked with me for a few days and felt pretty good. I'm going to the south this time.
I also asked him about it, thinking that if he was not willing to go, forget it, but he immediately said he wanted to go."
"Third brother just came out of the army and has not experienced as much as you. Although he is my brother, he feels more like a younger brother." Li Rong glanced at Zhao Qingsong, "You must pay more attention to him and don't let others deceive you."
or took a detour.”
"It's not that..." Zhao Qingsong didn't say much and told Li Rong to just rest assured.
After a while, Li Rong remembered that tomorrow happened to be the day of her performance. She asked Zhao Qingsong: "Are you really not going to see it? Can't it be delayed one day?"
Zhao Qingsong pecked Li Rong's lips apologetically, buried his chin into the crook of her neck, and rubbed the side of her ear lovingly: "The tickets have been bought, and it's not easy to change them. You have practiced it at home countless times, I can just do it directly
Imagine how you look on the stage, you must be the center of attention and shining."
"Pfft..." Li Rong couldn't help but laugh, "What we perform is a funny comedy, and we all depend on the content. Who would stare at the funny girl?"
Zhao Qingsong woke up early and changed out of the large underpants he wore to sleep.
The rustling sound was not loud, but Li Rong felt that the embrace behind her was gone. Hearing the sound, she woke up in a daze: "Are you up? So early?"
She glanced at the window: "It's not bright yet."
Zhao Qingsong touched her face: "Well, we are driving, you continue to sleep."
Li Rong got up from the bed: "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'll get you something to eat."
"No," Zhao Qingsong felt sorry for her, "I'll go to the train station and buy something."
Li Rong had already put on her slippers and stood up. She yawned and said, "That won't work. As the old saying goes, if you get in the car and get the dumplings off, you'll have a smooth journey out the door."
Zhao Qingsong sneered: "Do you still believe this?"
"I didn't believe it before," Li Rong said, "but now I do."
Li Rong didn't even have time to wash her face, so she cut a handful of leeks in the yard, scrambled a few eggs, and mixed them into leek and egg filling.
I quickly rolled out about twenty dumpling skins and pinched them one at a time.
After putting it on the pot to steam for more than ten minutes, Zhao Qingsongchi cooked it first.
Zhao Qingsong just said he wouldn't eat. When Li Rong made the hot dumplings, he ran faster than anyone else.
Li Rong poured him a plate of vinegar: "Eat up. There is nothing to eat on the train. There are still some biscuits at home. I put some in your bag."
There are still a few steamed buns at home, steamed with chestnuts and rong, and put them all in for Zhao Qingsong: "You are going to the south this time to G City, right? There are chicken belly of the motherland there, and it is far away from the capital. I don't know how many trains it takes.
God, I washed some apples for you and brought them to the car to eat."
Zhao Qingsong saw her busy up and down because of his trip, and felt very comfortable in his heart, but he still said: "Don't be busy, a grown man will starve to death after just one meal or two. Besides, your man is rich now.
Are you willing to spend money and worry about him being hungry?"
"You better be."
Because it is a welcome party, today's classes have been temporarily suspended, which means there are no classes.
Li Rong wanted to perform a show, so she would only go in the afternoon and not in the morning. When Zhao Qingsong went out, Li Rong yawned and went back to the house to take a nap.
It was almost ten o'clock when I woke up again. Mother Zhao and An An had eaten early.
An An was playing in the yard when she saw Li Rong running over: "Mom."
"Hey," Li Rong smiled, "Have you eaten?"
"Eat! Dumplings!"
Zhao's mother came over and said, "I heard the noise this morning. When I got up, I saw some uncooked dumplings in the kitchen. After thinking about it, I realized that it was you who made them. Why did you get up so early to make dumplings when the second child was out?"
Li Rong nodded: "I said I was going to G City."
Mother Zhao was shocked: "G city? It's so far away. How long will it take to get back?"
"I don't know yet, Mom, you may have to work harder during this period."
Mother Zhao waved her hand: "What are you talking about?"
After eating the dumplings, Li Rong went to school.
Before going out, Li Rong suddenly remembered that she could ask Mother Zhao to take An An to school and watch her perform... Even if she didn't watch her, she might watch someone else's show.
Zhao’s mother didn’t know whether Li Rong had seen this kind of performance before, but she knew that the little guy had never seen it before.
Mother Zhao: "Really? We can go in too?"
"Yes, but if it doesn't work, I'll secretly find a place for you."
Since the performance was still early, Li Rong didn't have to wait for them and went to school first.
We still made an appointment with Shen Ruoning and the others in the classroom where they rehearsed before.
After two passes, everyone was in good condition.
She was about to go on stage in the evening, and Li Rong was excited but also slightly nervous.
The clothes on stage were not uniform. Shen Ruoning said: "This is dormitory life, everyone can wear their own clothes."
Li Rong wanted to wear a skirt, but she was afraid that there would be too many people in the audience, so she chose an embroidered beige long skirt that reached her ankles and had a small hem.
Shen Ruoning and Li Rong chose skirts by coincidence, and she also wore a simple and elegant everyday style.
Everyone else wears long clothes and long trousers.
You still have to put on makeup.
There were very few cosmetics at this time, but they had everything they needed.
I don’t know where a team member heard that the makeup you need to wear on stage needs to be very thick so that the audience can see it clearly.
Eye makeup and blush were applied on the face as if it was free.
His face was as red as his buttocks, and his eyelids were so black that it was hard to describe.