Chapter 88
The next morning, the family sat at a table to eat.
Lu Chunnong peeled an egg for his son and placed it in his bowl, his eyes occasionally scanning Lu Qin. He sat opposite them, his head bowed, his dark head facing them, sipping porridge from his bowl.
There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.
Kong Yue explained that it was Lu Qin who was singing at midnight yesterday. She still hasn't recovered from it. Her brother Lu Qin was singing late at night.
Kong Yue scooped up some porridge and brought it to her, his expression calm. "Eat it, it's nothing."
The boy's appetite was the same as usual, and he finished half a bowl of porridge, which meant that there was no problem.
While the couple was talking about this, the person opposite was still paying attention to his own bowl, picking up the rice grains and eating them slowly and leisurely.
Seeing this, Lu Chunnong coughed lightly and said, "Hmm."
It was okay, but when she thought about the out-of-tune voice afterwards, she couldn't help laughing.
Kong Dongdong held a small bowl and dug eggs with a spoon. He looked at his uncle after every bite, and his legs dangled under the table.
But what was unexpected was that Sun Laimei suddenly said mysteriously, "Did you hear any sound yesterday? It was quite small at first, and then it became louder and louder. It was a bit weird." It felt like the whole second half was howling.
Her tone was quite surprised. She had been lying in bed listening to it last night, and her heart had been pounding for a long time before she finally recovered.
Lu Qin paused, staring at the rice grains in the bowl.
Kong Yue's eyes twitched: "..."
Lu Chunnong thought of the song last night, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up. "Maybe a little, I didn't hear it clearly. Mom, please eat more."
She put a pancake into her bowl.
Lu Qin put down his bowl and looked across at his sister. The smile in her eyes didn't even have time to disappear. It was not concealed at all.
Lu Qin doubted himself again.
“…” Yes, is it that unpleasant?
He felt that he was following the score exactly.
Kong Dongdong, who was standing by, just sipped some porridge, which reminded him again of how he almost made his nephew cry yesterday.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his brother-in-law's usually icy face now had a subtle smile.
To save her from further nagging, he admitted, "Aunt, I was singing last night. I was preparing for the factory's Mid-Autumn Festival program."
The desk suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, Lu Qin reflected that he had no advantages except that he was thick-skinned.
"Ah" Sun Laimei was embarrassed when she saw Lu Qin's guilty look.
"Oh, that's fine. Just sing well. I didn't mean to say your singing was bad. I just meant that your voice is quite nice. Maybe you are just learning a new singing style. After all, I haven't heard many songs, so I don't understand this aspect."
Sun Laimei was so worried, afraid of hurting his feelings, that she remembers everything was very confusing.
Lu Qin pressed on, "Auntie, you don't have to comfort me. Maybe I really don't sing well."
Even though he doesn't think so.
Sun Laimei was frightened by him, "I'm not trying to comfort you. I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, ask your sister and your brother-in-law Kong Yue!"
Kong Yue, whose name was called, sat there straight and put some dried radish into his mouth. He glanced at Lu Qin when he heard this. It was really hard to go against his will, so he held it in for a long time and said, "Hmm."
The dried radish became difficult to swallow.
Lu Qin assumed they were telling the truth and picked up the bowl again. "Then I'll practice at home. I'll talk about it after I'm done."
Sun Laimei breathed a sigh of relief, "The yard at home is so big, you can practice as much as you want."
Kong Yue found the dried radish even harder to swallow.
Lu Chunnong raised the corners of her lips slightly, agreeing with her mother-in-law's point of view, "If you really want to practice, then practice at home."
After Lu Qin finished his meal, he retracted his half-extended hand, then reached out again and quickly plucked the soft hair on his head. He stood up and said, "I'm going to work first."
Put off cultivating the uncle-nephew relationship for now.
Kong Dongdong stretched his head over and said, "Uncle"
There was confusion in his little eyes.
Kong Yue patted his son's head on his behalf. Thinking of his son staying in the same room with the boy yesterday, he felt a mix of emotions. "Eat. After you finish, take your homework and go to class with your mother."
Lu Qin was riding his bike on the road, slower and slower. He quickly glanced left and right, then looked back. Good, there were not many people around.
"Ahem, five, five, the five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the victory song is so loud..."
Ding-ling-ling-ling——
Lu Qin unconsciously pressed the bicycle bell to play accompaniment. As he sang, he felt the morning breeze, and the smile on his handsome face became happy.
On the distant branches, a few early birds had just caught some insects and flew away one after another.
The young man's figure passed by the country road in the morning.
As soon as he arrived at the Propaganda Department, Lu Qin first gulped down half a glass of water.
Xu Youzhi and Secretary Zhang brought all the equipment they needed to practice.
Xu Youzhi performed a rap routine that was smooth and seamless, with every word hitting the mark. At the end, he commented, "I haven't practiced for a long time, so I'm a little rusty."
Lu Qin sighed: Wow, even this fluentness is still unfamiliar.
Secretary Zhang also brought his own unicycle, a single wheel with a tiny, barely seated spot. He insisted on riding it around half the office, initially jerking and wobbling, but eventually he could raise his hand and gesture.
Lu Qin clapped his hands, "You two comrades, you performed very well."
It would take at least a month or two to develop this level of proficiency.
At the same time, he took a deep breath, feeling stressed.
"I'll go back and practice some more. I need to revise the lyrics. Lu Qin, have you reviewed the lyrics first?"
Lu Qin's expression remained unchanged as he quickly replied, "It's not a big problem."
Xu Youzhi believed it, because in his eyes, there was really nothing Lu Qin couldn't do.
Lu Qin changed the subject, "Let's go and find Director Liu and the others."
Well, he was afraid that they would ask him to perform it live.
Secretary Liu, Secretary Niu and the invited male and female comrades gathered together.
The tables and chairs at the place where the social gathering was originally held had long been moved aside, and the place was empty, which was perfect for rehearsal.
"I sang it last year, I can't forget it so quickly."
"Can you guys sing louder? Why are you competing to see who can sing softer? There are so many people singing, how can anyone tell it's you? Just relax a little and don't be embarrassed."
Secretary Liu was also anxious. It was already difficult to gather half of them together during working hours, so he had to separate them first. No time could be wasted.
To be precise, there are still eleven days until Mid-Autumn Festival.
Lu Qin and two other staff members gathered in a corner to see what was going on.
Secretary Liu caught a glimpse of them and waved, "It just so happens that not everyone is here yet. Come over and help them stand in position and rehearse."
"What rehearsal?" Xu Youzhi walked forward.
Lu Qin shrugged and said he didn't know either.
Secretary Niu rubbed his brows and said, "A few people said that I have to stand in the same position as last year to find the feeling to sing."
There are all kinds of strange requests in the world.
So the three young men had to make up the numbers temporarily.
Lu Qin chose a spot in a corner and stood there.
The man next to him suddenly turned sideways and smiled at him, "Comrade Lu, you're here too."
Although Lu Qin didn't know him, it didn't stop him from greeting him. He said enthusiastically, "Hello, comrade. Thank you for your hard work in participating in the Propaganda Department's activities."
"It's hard, but I feel a little embarrassed to sing in front of my fellow workers."
Secretary Liu was already shouting from the front, "Okay, let's rehearse first. Follow Secretary Niu, don't rush the beat or slow down the beat."
"Okay, get ready—let me say reunion to you, let me…"
The singing slowly began.
There aren't many lyrics going back and forth. Sing it over and over again.
Lu Qin had almost memorized it. He moved his lips and suddenly started singing along when he was free.
In front, the frown on Niu's forehead relaxed, then suddenly frowned again.
As soon as the singing stopped, the man looked at Lu Qin with suspicion, completely losing his previous cheerful look. He said with difficulty, "Comrade Lu, it was you who sang just now..."
Lu Qin denied it, "Ah no, we just came here to take a seat, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, I just feel like there's someone in our team whose singing voice is both domineering and..." He couldn't describe it.
"But judging by your appearance, you definitely can't sing like this."
Lu Qin truly accepted the evaluation from outsiders. He didn't open his mouth for the rest of the time. He began to reflect on himself seriously.
After the three comrades helped with the chorus, the next thing was to recite, and they also had to encourage more people in the factory to participate in other programs. They were very busy.
The author has something to say:
It's a new month again, and time flies by so fast! This chapter has 31 red envelopes, first come first served. Have a happy holiday everyone.
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