Chapter 321 I heard

The army had assigned dormitories to all the comrades in their art troupe together. They were all cadres, and this area had heating, so the conditions were very good.

Xia Qingqing lived alone and only asked for a one-bedroom apartment.

The security guards came frequently to help them, mainly carrying Xia Zhizhi's luggage upstairs.

Although Xia Qingqing's house only has one bedroom and one living room, it is suitable for a family of three. She doesn't cook, and it is close to home. Many unnecessary things can be moved back home, so the place is more than sufficient.

It was nicely furnished, with a tall cabinet, a washstand, a table and two stools outside.

There is a desk, a cabinet, a row of clothes hangers, and a bed in the bedroom.

The bed is not small, enough for two people to sleep.

Xia Qingqing put Xia Zhizhi's things in order and looked at the time. It was already noon. She took her lunch box and took Xia Zhizhi out to show off, then she cleared the table and went to the cafeteria to eat.

There is no separate canteen for officers and soldiers in the army. Of course, it is normal to want to eat better occasionally, or to have an extra meal when someone comes home, so in addition to the ordinary canteen, the army also has a hospitality restaurant.

Given the current environment, the food in the army is just enough to feed the soldiers. It is impossible to say that it is very good.

Under normal circumstances, Xia Qingqing would take Xia Zhizhi to the reception restaurant for dinner.

But there were few people in the restaurant, so she took Xia Zhizhi to the cafeteria to show off.

Xia Qingqing is a bright and beautiful wealthy flower with many fans, and people greeted her along the way.

In the past, she would just nod and smile modestly.

I brought my sister with me today. She is very talkative and would chat with people she knows well.

"This is my sister."

"My name is Xia Zhizhi."

"I'm seventeen this year, and I'm eighteen now."

Xia Zhizhi is pretty, so it's inevitable that people will praise her.

"Oh, this child is so good-looking."

Xia Qingqing said modestly: "How can you tell whether a child is good-looking? You can just barely tell."

Xia Zhizhi was a celebrity, and sometimes people would recognize her: "Is this the Xia Zhizhi who was in the newspaper a few days ago?"

They are the children of the Xia family. No wonder. Tsk tsk tsk.

Xia Qingqing couldn't hold back her smile. "It was her. No one in the family knew about it at first. It was only after I heard from my mom that I realized how troublesome this child was."

Xia Qingqing brought Xia Zhizhi along and showed off along the way.

The Xia family has a lot of wealth, so everyone is very friendly in public. As for whether someone says something sour behind the scenes, Xia Qingqing doesn't care.

Some people are just jealous and can't stand others doing well. If they want to be jealous, let them be jealous to death.

They arrived early, so the cafeteria wasn't too crowded. It would be crowded when the warriors came. Xia Qingqing took Xia Zhizhi to get some food to eat back.

The food in the cafeteria tasted average, but luckily Xia Zhizhi had prepared well and brought a lot of side dishes made by Ah Ju, such as various sauces, shredded beef, and fish with fermented wine.

Xia Zhizhi has a strong taste for spicy food, so Ah Ju made all the food spicy for her. Xia Qingqing couldn't handle spicy food that well, so she was sweating all over after eating it in the middle of winter.

But spicy food is spicy and I want to eat it.

In the afternoon, Xia Qingqing took Xia Zhizhi to their rehearsal room.

When they were walking on the road, several gay men came towards them. Xia Qingqing didn't say hello to them. She just pretended not to see them and walked past them without even looking at them.

Xia Zhizhi looked at Xia Qingqing, then turned back to look at those gay men.

Xia Zhizhi is a psychic with special powers. She is gifted with this ability and can easily grasp other people's emotions without having to use it deliberately.

For the people she met today, Xia Qingqing's emotional responses were all like, average like, and casual acquaintance.

This is the first time I feel disgust towards Xia Qingqing.

Xia Zhizhi has no moral values. She is the typical person who helps her relatives but does not care about others. What Xia Qingqing hates is definitely not a good thing.

Xia Zhizhi's hand was on Xia Qingqing's arm. Her attention had long been diverted. She used her mental power to eavesdrop on the conversation between the gay men.

"That little girl is the sister of our Yizhihua that they are talking about, right?"

"The Xia family's daughter is really pretty!"

"I wonder if this has a partner?"

"It would be nice if you didn't have a partner. I think this one is prettier than Xia Qingqing."

Someone smiled obscenely: "You are still young, you don't understand."

"Only her face is okay. What's so good about that skinny girl? As for her figure, you still have to look at Xia Qingqing. Her breasts, her butt..."

Then he started to make dirty jokes.

Don't think that just because of their status, they are all good young people with upright values.

The hobby of making dirty jokes is a basic habit among this large group of people. Except for a very few people with good character who think it is bad, most people don't think there is anything wrong with them.

Decades later, compulsory education has become universal, and so many years of ideological and moral education classes have failed to change the group's gaze on women, let alone now.

Xia Zhizhi withdrew her mental strength.

Her initial guess was that these people were not honest enough and that made Xia Qingqing disgusted.

But when I think about it, it seems unlikely.

Being a hooligan is a crime these days, and with Xia Qingqing's status here, unless you are stupid, it is impossible for you to say something nonsense in front of her.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it for now and think about it later.

Xia Qingqing was telling her about the interpersonal relationships in her group. Where there are people, there are conflicts. In a family, children sometimes fight over resource allocation, let alone in a place like this.

"Most of the people in our group are nice. There are only a few who like to pick on each other and say things that are unpleasant to the ear. If they come to you and say something irrelevant, just yell back at them or tell your sister. We are not afraid of them and there is no need to put up with their anger."

Xia Zhizhi nodded obediently.

When we got to the training room, there were quite a few people inside. Some were practicing their singing, some were stretching their legs, some were reading their lines, and everyone was busy with their own things.

Seeing Xia Qingqing coming, several comrades who were on good terms with Xia Qingqing came up to talk to her.

Xia Qingqing introduced them to each other. When the atmosphere was joyful, a male comrade with a sharp voice spoke up: "Well, this is the beginning of paving the way for your sister. In my opinion, Comrade Zhang Hong has no hope of promotion next year."

Xia Zhizhi turned her head and looked over. It was a handsome man with fine facial features. However, since his skin was not very fair, he did not stand out among the many handsome men in the art troupe.

Xia Qingqing's face darkened and she was ready to retort.

Xia Zhizhi spoke before Xia Qingqing.

She looked innocent, and glanced at the comrade with her dark eyes, then said in a positive tone: "You must be Comrade Zhao He!"

Someone just called that comrade like that, and Xia Zhizhi heard it.

After saying this, Xia Zhizhi seemed to be afraid of being heard by others, so she deliberately lowered her voice. However, at this moment, everyone seemed to have a conflict and had become quiet, so she didn't lower her voice too much, so everyone could hear her clearly.

Xia Zhizhi looked as if she had suddenly realized something and said, "No wonder I heard others say that about him in the cafeteria."