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Chapter 108 The First Sister of the 60s Art Troupe (47)

Every autumn, the city's art show is a very grand event prepared by the art troupe of each unit. It will be a great honor for anyone to enter the final performance.

After all, the cultural performances in the city not only include units in Kyoto, but also excellent programs selected by other provinces. This scale is no less than that of the 90s Spring Festival Gala!
The competition is very fierce, even if the programs sent by the General Political Department may not be able to make it to the stage.

The audience present are naturally heavyweights, the group of old gentlemen who have been active in newspapers all year round.

Each admission ticket is marked with the name of the person, and it is not accessible to ordinary people.

The Zhaoyang Garment Factory Art Troupe has a history of [-] or [-] years. Only two years ago, the troupe adapted the dance based on Huo Tianhao's story. It was selected for success because of its profound intentions. This can be regarded as the brightest moment in the troupe.

As soon as they got to work on Tuesday, everyone was called to the conference room of the regiment for a meeting.

The girls from several groups came together, and several leaders of the group took their seats one after another, as well as deputy factory director Zhao, the trade union and the organizing committee who were in charge of the entertainment and publicity work in the factory.

They delivered speeches respectively, emphasizing the importance of this show countless times. This is definitely not a matter of simple face, but a choice of organizing resources!

The art troupe is equivalent to the gorgeous coat of the unit and the endorsement of the spirit.

The big leaders in the city are very busy with work, and it is impossible to know every unit well. They will have a general impression of the subordinate units through various aspects.

This general impression determines the direction in which pies may be thrown in the future.

In other words, the autumn cultural performance in August is related to whether the sales volume of the factory can double in the next year.

After the lecture, Deputy Factory Director Zhao asked Director Xue about his plan for this year. In his opinion, among the more than a dozen fraternal unit condolence performances that just ended, the program that won the first place is very good and can be reported.

Xia Zhaoyun discussed this matter with Captain Xue and Teacher Su privately.

A novel and successful program will be quickly reproduced or imitated. Two months is enough for the novelty to fade, and naturally it is not as competitive as imagined.

So they must decisively abandon this program and rearrange it!

Deputy Factory Director Zhao nodded: "Okay, you are professionals, and the leaders of the factory trust your ability and strength."

The director of the labor union also added: "If you can successfully enter the final performance this time and add luster to the development of the factory, then we will add ten years of service to your file!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue was shocked.

Ordinary money tickets and material rewards seem attractive, but they are only one-time, but what is the concept of adding ten years of service?
These little girls are the oldest, and they only have seven or eight years of working experience. No matter how many they are, they are not suitable to stay on the stage, and they will either transfer to off-stage work or be transferred.

Dancers work hard but the salary is not low, and there are various subsidies and bonuses, but if you go to other positions, the salary can be reduced by half.

But now if their working years can be increased by ten years, first of all their wages will also be increased, not to mention doubled, and the monthly money they will receive will be at least half more.

Furthermore, the workers who have been working for more than ten years have already allocated houses, so as long as there are houses in the factory, they will be given priority.

This is more than that, when they retire, they will receive a lot more pension than their peers...

Think about it, from now until the end of their lives, at least thirty or forty yuan extra every month, what a huge sum of money it will be!
The girls were so hot inside that they wished they could support the development of the factory by burning themselves out.

As soon as they left, the girls in the second group almost solidified their resentment, and directly fired at Song Zhenbao: "Comrade Song Zhenbao, whoever is with you will be unlucky..."

"Mr. Xiao Xia is such a good person, but you have been forced to nowhere by your family..."

"If it wasn't for you, we sisters would not have missed such a good opportunity. Do we have a blood feud with you? Why are you so hard on us..."

"That's right, we are the most likely to increase ten years of service, all because of Song Zhenbao!"

No matter how thick-skinned Song Zhenbao was, he couldn't stand the attack from the girls in the second group, so he covered his face and went home crying.

She hated her so much that if Xia Zhaoyun hadn't stolen her eighteen years, she would be the one being sought after today.

Even if she restarts her life and trains hard, she has missed the most crucial eighteen years, and she is still not outstanding among the dancers.

Less than two days after the sympathy performance, all kinds of sympathy for Xia Zhaoyun and dislike for the Song family spread in the factory, even more than before.

After all, Xia Zhaoyun had scars all over her body before, but this time her left ear and right hand were crippled, and she was suddenly exposed after she earned such glory for the factory.

Everyone's tolerance for the Song family dropped to the lowest.

Song's mother couldn't bear it either, and lied that she was not feeling well, and stayed at home and sulked.

Seeing that her daughter had returned home, she quickly stepped forward and asked, "Baby, why are you back now? Did someone say something nasty to you?"

"Didn't you go back? It's me and your father who made the mistake, it has nothing to do with you. And you are also one of the victims, they shouldn't blame you..."

Seeing Mother Song's sincere concern, Song Zhenbao felt a little mocking in his heart, who knows how much of this truth can be true?
Not only did she think of her previous life, but it was five years later when she was found.

The younger brother has panda blood, and needs blood transfusions from time to time when she is seriously ill, so the Song family found her.

It was still Song Ruoyun's Xia Zhaoyun, who had just entered the general administration, no matter whether she was in her husband's family or her mother's family, she was an existence that people couldn't help being proud of when they mentioned it.

So much so that she, the vulgar and vulgar master who was found back and grew up in the countryside, even if she worked hard to learn and adapt, she couldn't integrate into their cadre family, but became the dirt on them, wishing to hide behind others, just as a Brother moves the blood bank.

Her marriage was not very satisfactory either, she was married to a team leader in the factory, on the surface she seemed to be self-motivated and barely passable in all aspects.

But when the man got drunk, she realized that Song Ruoyun was what he was thinking about!

All kinds of things made her attribute her misfortune to this woman who robbed her of her life with every reason.

In her first rebirth, she has changed a lot of things, for example, she returned to the Song family early.

This time, she behaved decently and was quickly recognized by the Song family, and she also relied on her scheming to drive Xia Zhaoyun out of the house and became recognized by the Tong family. She and Tong Yuanbin will hold an engagement ceremony this weekend.

But these are far from enough, she wants Xia Zhaoyun to taste all the hardships she has experienced in her previous life.

"Mom, why am I back, but Xia Zhaoyun hasn't returned to the countryside yet?"

She couldn't help asking bitterly, "She and I are the wrong people. Since she doesn't recognize you and my father, let her go back to the countryside and serve her biological parents."

"I think she just loves vanity. Ever since she found out about her background, where did she ask her parents once?"

Song's mother was taken aback, remembering that her daughter would tell about the hard life of the eighteen years from time to time. From those words, one could know that the Zhang family's patriarchal couple was extremely patriarchal.

If they hadn't thought about Xia Zhaoyun's marriage to Tong's family, and that her excellent and outstanding appearance would add luster to the Song family, they would have given the Zhang family a sum of money and sent the couple away.

Xia Zhaoyun really should have stayed in the country, but was sold at a high price by her biological parents!
Song's mother suddenly smiled, pulled Song Zhenbao and said, "Baby, I want to bring your adoptive father and adoptive mother over when you get engaged to Yuan Bin this weekend."

"Don't worry, listen to what mother told you. No matter how bad they treat you, in the eyes of outsiders, they just raised you for eighteen years and pulled you into adulthood. They are the benefactors of our Song family!"

"On such an important occasion for you, if you don't invite them to do it, what will others think of you and our Song family?"

"And let me think about it, the Song family treated Xia Zhaoyun badly, but the Zhang family's old couple are her parents, so we can't prevent their father and daughter from recognizing each other, right?"

Song Zhenbao pursed her lips with some concern, "Mom, I'm afraid those two people will make a big fuss at my engagement banquet. You don't know how rascal and vicious they are!"

Mother Song patted her hand, "Don't worry, if I can get rid of them once, I can get rid of them a second time."

"Let's ask your cousins ​​to ask the comrades in the bureau to borrow some clothes without epaulets and collars, and stop in the venue to see how they make trouble."

Song Zhenbao hesitated for a long time, finally nodded, and added: "The Zhang family must have a few more people, so as not to be able to take Xia Zhaoyun away."

"Sure," Song's mother gritted her teeth and said, "Since she doesn't recognize our Song family, she should go back to the countryside and live her normal life."

"Heh, stealing my daughter's life, and leading the big guys to spurn us, the white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with her is not as cruel as her."

With an idea, she couldn't wait to go to the post office and call Zhangjiacun directly.

When people came, she threatened and told them to take Xia Zhaoyun away no matter what.And the Song family, thinking of their eighteen years of friendship, would give Xia Zhaoyun a subsidy of two hundred yuan.

The other party can only nod happily. Who would not be happy to pick up a big girl who is as beautiful as a flower and get a huge sum of money for nothing?

If Mother Song hadn't emphasized the time over and over again, they wished they could come now.

The dance choreographed by Xia Zhaoyun won the first prize. Without her taking the initiative to mention it, head Xue asked Mr. Su to choreograph with her, leading the girls in the first group and the third group to practice.

"Xiaoyun, do you think the head is unfair to you?" Head Xue asked with a smile after finishing the arrangement.

Xia Zhaoyun shook her head, "No, I think this is the trust of the group leader and the teacher in me, and it is also a test of my ability. I will work hard to choreograph and strive to be on the stage of the Cultural Palace!"

Teacher Su patted her on the shoulder in relief, "I've always thought that your intelligence is just as exaggerated as your appearance, but your mind is too complicated, you don't use it in the right place, and your good talent is wasted."

"Now you see, you have just put all your thoughts into the work of our regiment, and you have achieved great results. If this momentum continues, it will only be a matter of time before you enter the General Administration."

"Anyway, there are still two months before the official screening. You choreograph the dance first. If the effect is not good, you can come back and lead the dance for me. How about it?"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded gratefully, "Thank you, Teacher Su."

She asked for the materials of previous autumn cultural performances from head Xue.

The troupe attaches great importance to this activity, and makes detailed records every year, such as the theme, music selection, novelty of dance, audience's response, etc., and even took a camera to take pictures of each action, as a precious reference material.

Xia Zhaoyun carefully watched it three or four times, and couldn't help sighing that Xia Hua's hidden dragon and crouching tiger. Even if she has the memory of the future, she has to admit that there are two or three programs in each session that are full of surprises.

The basic skills of the three groups of girls are rushing to catch up, and they are just in a state of not falling behind. Even if there are two months left, it is impossible for them to leap from ordinary students to top students.

If they want to stand out, they have to have enough novelty just like this show, to grab the attention of the audience and touch the hearts of everyone, so as to blur the difficulty of dancing and the various shortcomings of the girls.

Since it was an autumn performance, she had to let the leaders feel the joy of harvest.

The body expression of dance seems to be vivid, but it is so abstract that people can't figure it out, so...

She thought of a form of combining the two arts!
Xia Zhaoyun's eyes lit up, this time she did not choreograph first, but reported to the head of the group, and went to the Propaganda Department to get some tools for drawing Chinese paintings, and returned to the group to start painting in an empty conference room.

The situation is quite serious now, but since the leaders took off their military uniforms, they have also begun to pay attention to health preservation and interest.

This interest is elegant and worthy of their status, and it will not be too laborious, so practicing calligraphy and painting has become a trend.

In the form of Chinese painting handed down from generation to generation by Xia Hua's ancestors, while the girls are jumping and tossing in socks, they draw a rich picture of a persimmon tree, with an orange cat curled up under the tree, with the word: Persimmon Ruyi!
I have to say that there will be an explosion of information in the future. There are various masters teaching people to paint on Xingyin. After scribbling over and over again, paintings with profound artistic conception, vivid images, and full of interest will come to life on the paper.

After all, Xia Zhaoyun was reborn as a ghost cultivator, and she has a good grasp of the accuracy of details. With her strong memory, she actually copied the picture in her heart.

She drew it over and over again, gradually transforming the steps into the dance of the girls, making their feet act like wolf hairs, jumping and turning wantonly on the silk cloth spread on the stage.

Xia Zhaoyun mixed ancient and modern dances together, highlighting the slenderness and softness of women, and allowing them to show a transformation of the times in the dance, containing the beauty of the new era, and expressing her own blessings...

Little by little, she subtly combined the essence of dance and traditional Chinese painting.She spent a whole week just choreographing. She really thought about it while eating, and overcame every problem.

During this period, Huo Tianhao couldn't stand the miss and came twice, but the two of them could only simply press the road, take the baby to watch a movie, have a meal, and reluctantly separated in a hurry.

Xia Zhaoyun's sense of responsibility doubles every time she is looked at by a man's pitiful eyes that don't match her tall and stalwart figure.

(End of this chapter)