281: What does the director want from her?
Looking at the vast twilight, Zhou Ziheng felt a sense of melancholy.
I couldn't help but think of what Yu Xiaoye said just now while leaning on the bed in the screening room, "I'm not good-looking, I don't have a good figure, I'm skinny, and I really have no charm at all."
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but laugh.
She actually felt that she was not good-looking and had no charm.
This girl is really stupid.
In this world, there is no other girl who is prettier and more charming than her!
Fortunately, Zhou Ziheng met such a unique girl.
——
Yu Xiaoye hurried to the guesthouse and found his room.
The room is not big, it's a single room, only about ten square meters.
A wooden bed takes up one-third of the space, there is a small table beside the bed, and there are racks for hanging clothes on the wall.
Apart from that, there is almost no furniture and the furnishings are very simple.
But there are heating pipes in the house, so the heating should be on in winter.
If Yu Xiaoye were to live here, she would definitely not be used to it. There is nothing here and it would be inconvenient to do anything.
Fortunately, she didn't have to really live here. After coming in, she turned off the lights and went straight back to her space.
Back on her bright and modern yacht, she felt much more relaxed.
It’s really nice to have a portable space like this where I can rest.
Wherever you go is home.
She put the script on the table and opened it to see what was in the bag Zhou Ziheng gave her.
When I opened it, I saw a few yellow things that looked like steamed buns.
She thought they were multi-grain steamed buns and wondered why the manager bought some for her.
But when I held it in my hand, I realized that it looked like bread!
It's the hard big kind similar to the ones the Russians have. I took a bite and it was true!
I didn’t expect that in this day and age, you can actually buy bread.
I guess only leaders have such privileges, ordinary people may not be able to buy it at all.
When Yu Xiaoye thought of the director and the misunderstanding just now, he... hehe, hehe, he even felt embarrassed for himself!
Thinking about everything the director had done for her throughout the day, she became confused.
Why is the director so nice to her?
At first, she suspected that the director was interested in her.
It's just like the middle-aged uncle in the news who gives food, drinks and toys to children, gains their trust, and then takes advantage of them. Something like that.
But after these few times, she realized that it was all a misunderstanding.
The manager had no intention of taking advantage of her.
Except for that time when he suddenly grabbed her hand on the bicycle, the director had always behaved very well and considerately.
She was a little confused.
The manager is so nice to her, if he doesn't want to take advantage of her, then what is he trying to do?
Picture of her skinny body that hasn't grown up yet and who knows if it will ever grow up?
Is it because she has a beautiful soul?
Because she is poor?
To her refugee status?
——That doesn’t make sense!
But no matter what, she could feel that the director had good intentions and she would never misunderstand him again.
She thought about it for a while, then ate something else.
She ate only one loaf of bread and saved the rest for later.
After eating her fill, she continued copying the script.
She didn't copy the entire thing, but only selected a few passages that she thought were more important and wrote down the lyrics.
I have to say, copying it by hand is really torturous!
For such a small thing, in the future, you just need to scan and print it, or at most input it by voice into the mobile phone, and it will be done in less than half an hour.
However, it took Yu Xiaoye three hours to finish copying by hand.
When I finished copying, I felt my fingers were stiff and calluses appeared on my middle finger.
This isn't over yet—
She also had to rely on memory to write out the music scores for these lyrics.
Since you are going to do it, then do it seriously and do it as professionally as possible. Make sure everything is fully prepared so that you can mobilize other members of the team to participate in rehearsals when you go back.
She first recalled in her mind how the words were sung, and while humming herself, she wrote the tune in simple numerical notation.
In her previous life, thanks to the skills accumulated from years of music training, she could accurately write down the score after listening to a piece of music.
Even her music teacher was impressed by this.
This all requires hard work, and it would be difficult to achieve without years of hard work.
Yu Xiaoye was busy until the middle of the night. Finally, he could no longer keep his eyes open and his mind was unclear. He lay down on the table and fell asleep.
——
Yu Xiaoye is working hard on the ballet "The White-Haired Girl" at the main venue.
At the branch site, without Captain Yu, the entire propaganda team seemed to be missing something.
The previous afternoon, after Yu Xiaoye left, Xiang Xuemei felt that the team's mainstay was gone.
Her backer is gone.
Xiang Xuemei felt a little scared.
If Xia Ning bullied her while Captain Yu was away, no one would stand up for her.
Therefore, she always followed Shao Xia closely, hoping that when Captain Yu was not around, Shao Xia, the dormitory head, could support her.
In the afternoon, Xiang Xuemei took Shao Xia back early to fetch water for the dormitory. Xiang Xuemei was on duty today, so she had to find someone to help her carry water.
Two girls, one carrying a tin bucket and the other holding a wooden stick, walked towards the well.
Xiang Xuemei suddenly thought of something, touched Shao Xia's arm, and said mysteriously:
"Hey, Shao Xia, can you accompany me to the pig farm later?"
Shao Xia remembered Yu Xiaoye's warning to her before leaving, asking her not to wander around. Although she didn't know why Yu Xiaoye said that, Shao Xia still listened to it and shook her head.
:
"I'm not going. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going back to do the laundry."
Xiang Xuemei continued to beg:
"Come with me, okay? Next time you're on duty, I'll clean with you!"
"Then tell me, why did you go to the pig farm?"
Xiang Xuemei seemed embarrassed to say it.
Shao Xia said:
"If you don't tell me, I won't go."
"Then I'll tell you, you keep it a secret for me."
"Well, I'll keep it a secret." Shao Xia guessed that it was definitely not a good thing.
Xiang Xuemei leaned over to Shao Xia and whispered in her ear:
"That day we went to deliver water to the militiamen undergoing combat readiness training. One of the educated youth from the pig farming class was also assigned to the training. His name was Hu Jiwei. He told me to come to the pig farm to play when I had free time."
Shao Xia thought, no wonder others said that Xiang Xuemei was flirting with the educated youth in the pig farming class that day, it turned out to be true.
Shao Xia couldn't help but sigh:
"He told you to go, so you went. Why do you listen to him so much?"
Xiang Xuemei noticed that Shao Xia was unhappy and a little scared, and muttered:
"I'm just going for a trip. I've never been to a pig farm before, so I'd like to go take a look. Is that not okay?"
Shao Xia thought for a moment:
"If you want to go, go by yourself. Don't drag me along. I really need to do some laundry and wash my hair. I have to go back and boil some water."
Seeing that Shao Xia was very determined, Xiang Xuemei felt that she had been embarrassed, so she curled her lips and said nothing more.
The two men came to the well, drew a bucket of water, and prepared to carry it back.
At this time, they heard some noise coming from not far away. They looked up and saw several people coming from the north. It seemed that several militiamen were escorting a man who was tied up and walking towards them.
Xiang Xuemei loved to watch the fun, and when she saw something was happening, she immediately put down her stick and ran to the road to see:
"What's going on?"
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