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Chapter 95 The First Sister of the 60s Art Troupe (34)

"Master Yuan has a lot of opinions on you. This time, head Xue appointed you to be the lead dancer of a group. She is trying to stop her in every way. We have seen her whispering to Su Zhenren many times."

"Look, you didn't even have to stay in the second group, you were sent directly to our cold palace."

"If you continue like this, you will definitely be influenced by us, and you will eventually join us. We sisters have come here like this..."

Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. This is the truth!

In the past, Xia Zhaoyun armed herself with a thick, high-cold shell. From the perspective of others, her eyes were on the top of her head, and no one could get into her eyes, which was very annoying.

Especially the girls in the art troupe, who are all the little masters who are sought after outside, how can they be willing to pursue her?
It's annoying, but everyone can't deny that Xia Zhaoyun was born to hold a bowl of rice.

She looks good, can hold up any makeup, tall, straight and slender, with solid basic skills, and she can do all kinds of dances, and it's like drinking water and eating, every movement is so graceful that there is no deliberate effort, so smooth that they dance Everyone is envious.

Now seeing her getting serious with her group of dudes who are defined by the teachers as being in the dance world, everyone is helpless and worthless for her.

They were already lying flat in the mud pit without any struggle. Anyway, family members, friends and teachers, even themselves, did not feel that there was a miracle.

Watching people jumping into the mud puddles, I used to watch the excitement, and some dark thoughts that dragged the top students along, but now I couldn't help but subside, and my conscience stepped forward to dissuade me.

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled, "Comrade Yao Yunying, do you think I'm a fool like you who ruined his future by relying on impulse?"

Yao Yunying stared angrily, "At first I thought your eyes were on the top of your head, which was annoying enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more annoying when you open your mouth! I kindly persuade you, you, why are you insulting the Master?"

Xia Zhaoyun hummed, "I'm not that noble, it's impossible to treat people equally."

"I'm not a saint, of course I have my own preferences. You may not have talent, you may not have good dancing conditions, and you may not be beautiful and elegant, but I will not allow you to not work hard and waste your time!"

"Do you feel that you are worthless, and in the eyes of everyone, you are the existence of the crane tail of the art troupe?"

"On the contrary, in my eyes, you are just not diligent enough, and you are not determined to stick to your dance career. Hard work pays off, you have given up on yourself, why do you let me take you...you?"

Seeing that everyone was tired from practicing, they all started laughing and listening to gossip, waiting for the off-duty music to play.

Xia Zhaoyun smiled and included everyone.

people...

They just listened to melons, so why were they picked up by the piggyback?

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you. I'll stop here this morning. I'll give you a task. You will have to borrow your own costumes in the next few days."

Xia Zhaoyun didn't get up either, and lowered her head and began to read names one by one: "Wang Huiwen, go to the canteen of the starch factory to borrow the chef's clothes. The chef's clothes in their factory are very formal. By the way, especially the chef's hat, it depends on how high it is. The prop is a big spoon, it can be made of wood or cardboard, the kind that can dance like a stick..."

"Zhao Si'en, I remember that your uncle works in the police station. It happened that you borrowed a set of clothes from your daughter-in-law %￥An. You are tall and tall. You must be very dashing and handsome in this dress. The enlarged version of the wooden The simulated Mucang and Tekinkao..."

"Peng Shulan, borrow a pink nurse's uniform... Remember to ask someone to draw a big needle tube out of cardboard and paint it with color to make it lifelike..."

Teachers, dancers, painters, various workshop workers, etc., their costumes and props can be easily distinguished what industry they are.

The big guys were very interested in listening. If it is really arranged like this, they will indeed have the opportunity to dance solo!

What kind of concept is this? Since they entered this industry, they have been backup dancers, poor people who serve as background boards for others.The lead dancer is an untouchable existence that they can wake up from their dreams with a smile.

None of them had the courage to imagine that they could stand in the center of the stage and perform a solo dance.

Now Xia Zhaoyun gave them this opportunity, even though they might lose face in front of so many people during the primary election, but for this opportunity, they bit the bullet and took it!

All the indifference, the burnout of the job, and the frustration of drifting with the crowd are swept away at this moment.

"Teacher Xiao Xia, what about me?" Yao Yunying, who had been scratching her head for a long time, couldn't help but ask after Xia Zhaoyun had made arrangements and heard that the friends around her had very interesting careers.

Xia Zhaoyun raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't you choose a career for yourself before? It was a flight attendant who flew down from the sky on a rope with a particularly handsome appearance!"

"This is absolutely eye-catching. Relatively speaking, you must have enough control over your body in the air. Do you dare to accept this challenge?"

Yao Yunying didn't think about the high requirements of this profession, but just followed Xia Zhaoyun's words, thinking about the way she played, it was heart-wrenching...

She nodded again and again: "Dare, grandma, I have been playing games since I was a child, and I can't do anything, why don't I just drop a wire rope? Take it, take it!"

"One of my distant relatives seems to be a stewardess. I asked my mother to borrow a set of clothes for me..."

After finishing, she asked curiously: "Mr. Xiao Xia, how about you?"

Xia Zhaoyun is definitely the lead dancer, but in such a musical, what kind of character can be the key point throughout the show without being obtrusive?

Xia Zhaoyun raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Reporter!"

She raised her beautiful chin and said, "I'm just wearing straight-leg pants, a white shirt, a plaid vest, a beret, and a camera on my chest. The truth machine can capture your demeanor on stage. the kind!"

Everyone couldn't help shouting, and asked one after another: "Mr. Xiao Xia, when you took pictures of us while we were dancing, would it be clear?"

Xia Zhaoyun shook her head, "How is that possible? I am at the same speed as you, relatively still, and there will be no shaking or ghosting in the captured images."

people...

How demanding is this for the follower?
They are not professionals, without the cooperation of brackets, ordinary people may have various situations when shooting still life, not to mention their dancing range is huge!
"Okay, hurry up and go back to prepare the costumes, don't use it in the afternoon, learn from others, understand the characteristics of the position you play, which movements are the most representative, and how to express it with dance..."

"I have to make music for you slowly. The so-called sharpening the knife does not miss the woodcutter. I hope you can perform the positions you are playing. This does not have too high requirements for dance movements, but it needs to show professionalism and essence. That's the hardest part!"

"Finally, you have another group dance with simple movements but strong appeal. As long as you are sensitive to music and can step on the spot, there will be no major problems."

Everyone was a little confused when they heard that they had been put on leave for most of the day.

"Xiao Xia teacher, is this okay?" They were expecting in their hearts, but also afraid that Xia Zhaoyun would bear the responsibility alone, their conscience popped up again, and they asked weakly.

Xia Zhaoyun nodded logically, "Why not? Our task for half a month now is to prepare for the sympathy performance of our brothers' units. The process is not important. As long as we show good results, who will care about this half-day holiday?"

"Besides, I assigned you a foreign mission, not for you to play, but to borrow clothes and learn from the experience."

"You have to take it seriously. Of course, you are willing to continue to be pointed out as useless people who can't accomplish anything, relationship householders who make up money, and practitioners who have no evidence and no future. Then you can do whatever you want!"

"The big deal is less full attendance and deducting one day's wages. For those of you with good family conditions, it's drizzle..."

Teacher Xiao Xia came with a very poisonous mouth, without any taboos, and it was impossible to refute.

However, someone couldn't help but asked weakly:
"Mr. Xiao Xia, what do you mean by not being satisfied with the data? Is there any future?"

Xia Zhaoyun sneered and glanced at the man, "The vernacular is to occupy the latrine and not shit, understand? At this time, you obviously heard that it is not a good word, so you pretend to understand it, go back and look it up in the dictionary."

"I really didn't expect that you couldn't even understand my painstaking efforts to save you face..."

Everyone's face is red...

Sure enough, educated people trained people to make them overwhelmed.

They are all little girls, how could they be labeled so harshly and unceremoniously.

In order not to be the practitioners of "if there is no evidence, there will be future", they also have to complete the assignment tasks assigned by Teacher Xiaoxia.

The little girls in the room left the classroom in a hurry, with lingering fear, "Yunying, are the comrades in our regiment, as long as they become teachers, directors or regiment leaders, their personalities are unbearable?"

"That's a score." Although she was reprimanded, Yao Yunying still had joy on her face, and wanted to quickly share the news of her solo dance with relatives and friends, so that they could come to cheer her on during the preliminary round.

Maybe this is the only solo dance in her life, don't miss it!
She smiled and said, "Mrs. Yuan is sweet-hearted, Su Zhenren is an indifferent educational machine, and our teacher Xiao Xia is a paper tiger with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, so we must understand her and our painstaking efforts."

"We may have this one chance to stand up, comrades, are you willing to continue to be mud that can't be pasted on the wall?"

Everyone shook their heads vigorously, they wanted to be elegant dancers bathed in lights on the stage!
"So, this time we have to show our determination and hard work to fight to the death and go all out, just like Teacher Xiao Xia said in the speaker before, take a chance to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle..."

Seeing that there was still half an hour before get off work, Xia Zhaoyun sat directly in front of the piano and began to audition and fill in the scores one by one.She is a dancer with a natural sensitivity to music. She tried to use the simple seven scales of Do, Rui, Mi, Fa, So, La, and Xi to simulate and reproduce the atmosphere of each position.

Slightly different emotions such as joy, joy, ease, joy, passion, etc., are also given to a specific situation in a specific job by her.

Just like writing a composition, she enjoys the different combinations and collisions of the simple seven scales, presenting a hilarious and festive commendation ceremony.

He Qingran came to find her after get off work, and seeing her buried in composing the music alone, she didn't ask any questions, and turned her head to order dinner.

"Eat first, rest your mind and change your mind, maybe the effect will be better..."

Xia Zhaoyun raised her head in confusion, smelling the aroma of the food, her stomach was pounding with hunger.

"When I came here, I heard people say, don't talk about leading dancers, you can't stay in the first and second groups, and you are directly sent to the third group by Su Zhenren?"

"And the group of dancers in the third group went on strike to embarrass you, and left early?"

He Qingran bit his chopsticks and asked cautiously.

Xia Zhaoyun almost choked, coughed twice, and said with a smile: "Sister, do you think I'm so bad that I'm hated like this?"

"It's a good thing, and it's twisted so many times when it gets into the mouths of others."

She explained the matter in general, "Ms. Su is doing it for my own good. Xie Xiaoqin is not easy to replace. Instead of making a fuss, it's better to hold back this time and find another way."

"I didn't lead the second group according to Teacher Su's request, but took the initiative to choose the third group."

"The girls in the three groups are not dissatisfied with me. I asked them to go home to prepare, and they didn't come here in the afternoon. I just took this opportunity to think about the soundtrack and movements."

He Qingran heaved a long sigh of relief after hearing this, "Let me just say, my Yunyun is so good, how could some people's selfishness delay her future?"

After saying this, she slapped Xia Zhaoyun and said excitedly:
"Yunyun, didn't I share the recipe you told me with everyone early in the morning?"

"I met family members who picked up their children on the way home from work. Some of them made lunch following the steps I shared, and they all praised it, saying that it tastes good, doesn't cost much material, and is easy to operate."

"Some family members who can make pig food have also turned into cooks. They held me back and refused to let me go. They kept expressing their gratitude and hoped that I would share more."

"An aunt directly calculated the accounts for me, saying that the food in the cafeteria is very cheap, and the factory also has corresponding subsidies, but many families have divided the vegetable plots, so they can eat vegetables for free."

"The saved meal tickets can be exchanged for food, oil tickets, meat tickets, and non-staple food tickets."

"It's just that the chefs in our cafeteria are pretty good. Some families who are not good at cooking eat in the cafeteria three times a day. The vegetables from the field are wholesaled to the cafeteria. The internal and external expenses can be twice as much as that of cooking at home!"

Xia Zhaoyun smiled and nodded, "Besides, there are many ways to cook by yourself, and you can mix meat and vegetables flexibly, so you don't have to panic when guests come to your door. The meals you make are delicious, good-looking, and cost less. They are both face-saving and economical."

"That's right, that's right," He Qingran responded repeatedly.

"When I finish compiling the song, I will write you a recipe, including various pasta, snacks, meat and vegetable dishes, and let you share it every now and then." Xia Zhaoyun said with a smile on her lips.

He Qingran didn't even know how to express his gratitude.

"Things with little effort can improve the lives of employees and families, and we gain happiness, which is very good. It's not you who want to thank you," Xia Zhaoyun patted her on the shoulder and continued to eat.

That's what he said, but He Qingran knew that as an announcer, he also received great benefits.A good friend works hard for the development of the factory and is willing to share in order to improve the lives of employees, so she can't be left behind, and she must pass this kindness and selfless dedication to everyone's heart through the microphone.

He Qingran's eating speed increased, and she no longer counted rice grains one by one as in the past. After eating, she talked about her collection of broadcasting materials with great ambition.

Xia Zhaoyun raised her eyebrows appreciatively, "My sister has an idea! Yes, as long as your mobility keeps up, you might be able to follow my pace and march into the city!"

He Qingran was taken aback, he hadn't thought about Xia Zhaoyun being transferred, but thinking about Huo Tianhao's work in the city, the young couple must work hard to be transferred to live together.

She then nodded heavily, "I will work hard."

Now she is in the factory, and she is staying at a friend's house. There is no reason to bring her brother out of the house.

I heard that the salary of the unit in the city is good. If she can transfer there, apply for a single dormitory, and then go through the transfer procedures for her younger brother to see who has a reason to hold her back.

The teaching conditions in the city are definitely better than those in the factory!
Instead of staying still, she looked for reporter Zhang to learn from him, to see how to interview people, and to specify a detailed process.

As a result, the two hit it off, one was collecting broadcasting materials, the other was idle in the office, just happened to be a partner for interviews, and the other was dual-use for materials.

Xia Zhaoyun was immersed in her work. At the beginning, the progress of composing music was very slow, but her status and inspiration were online. She was like a controlled robot, outputting crazily, and worked until after [-] o'clock in the evening before composing a song that satisfied her.

After He Qingran picked up the child and had lunch, he came to the practice room to accompany her.

The children were very well-behaved and quiet, facing the entire wall of mirrors, playing silently and happily, and now they were tired and fell asleep next to He Qingran.

Seeing Xia Zhaoyun packing her bag, He Qingran was also a little confused, "Are you done?"

"Well, I will refine it later in the rehearsal," Xia Zhaoyun smiled and nodded, hugging the fleshy little wishful thinking.

The little guy opened his eyes slightly, looked at her, with a reassuring smile on his lips, rubbed against her arms, and continued to fall asleep.

Little Ruyi even slept like a pig, even snoring.

He Qingran picked her up and shrugged helplessly: "It seems that we have to carry them back."

They hugged each other, closed the doors and windows, stepped on the dim moonlight and lights, only the summer insects chirped from time to time, and the lush branches spread their teeth and claws in the night.

Occasionally, there are people who come back from the shower, and the brats who forget the time to run home after playing, which adds a bit of liveliness to this silence.

"Ran Ran, after I've been busy for a while, let's find a teacher to learn Sanda, whether it's good for physical fitness, or saving yourself by surprise, it's very useful." Xia Zhaoyun doesn't like the night, because the darkness hides the evil and evil, and tolerates most of the evil in the world .

He Qingran also agreed very much, "When I take my younger brother to live in the city center, I don't have much time to spend with me, and I will be easily bullied."

"Then I'll ask someone to ask if there is a suitable female coach," Xia Zhaoyun said softly with a smile on her lips.

After they went back, they simply washed and went to bed.

Xia Zhaoyun had been dreaming all night, but she dreamed that she was putting on an extraordinary fashion show in front of Huo Tianhao.

Even when she woke up, her face was still unnaturally pink.

(End of this chapter)