Chapter 330 Film

Xia Zhizhi came out of Zhonglanhai and asked Xia Bangguo's guards to take her to Xia Qingqing.

When I got to the training room and saw Xia Qingqing, she took out the film from her bag with great effort, as if she were presenting a treasure: "Sister, the film is ready. I made you look great in the film. The leaders all said it was good!"

"What about us? Do we look good?"

Other comrades who were participating in the performance also gathered around and asked.

Xia Zhizhi said: "Everyone has their own opinions, let's go to the playback room and take a look."

Xia Qingqing looked at her watch. There was still some time before the performance, so they went to the screening room together. On the way, she met the leader of the publicity team. When she heard that it was a film performed by their art troupe, she became interested and followed them.

I have to say, the filming is indeed quite good.

Xia Zhizhi became very famous in the army.

The leaders of the Propaganda Department discussed it, found Xia Zhizhi, and asked her if she wanted to join. They were a little regretful when she was rejected, so they settled for the next best thing and enlisted the help of Xia Zhizhi to make this film.

How could Xia Zhizhi not agree? She had the master film anyway, so she could just ask Ah Ju to develop it when she got home. She was a person of high moral character and didn't care about the small amount of money given by others. She directly suggested that she change it all into film reels.

After the limelight, she watched another performance by Xia Qingqing. Today, Xia Zhizhi did not bring any equipment and just watched the performance.

On the way back to the dormitory, the two of them walked slowly arm in arm. Xia Qingqing said, "Our Zhizhi is really amazing. This video, from what I've seen, is better than those movies. Look, whose child at your age can do so well..."

Xia Zhizhi was extremely proud and looked up as she listened to Xia Qingqing bragging all the way.

At the end, Xia Qingqing changed her tone: "I don't know what kind of person that girl from the Song family is. She looks like a scared puppy. She's grown up, but she's so lazy and has no business. How can she be worthy of our Zhizhi..."

Xia Qingqing tried to change her mind by nagging her.

Xia Zhizhi was overwhelmed by the scolding and she didn't like it, so she made a fuss and wanted to go back.

Xia Qingqing looked at her watch and saw that it was almost ten o'clock. She said a little sadly, "Zhizhi, don't you want to accompany your sister?"

In no mood.

The truth must not be told.

Xia Zhizhi scratched her head and said, "I just missed you, so I came to see you. I have an appointment with a friend tomorrow and I have something else to do. I have to go back today. I will come to accompany you when I am free."

Anyway, let's just say this for now. I guess she won't be free for a long time.

Seeing her firm attitude, Xia Qingqing had no choice but to go to the office to call home.

On the way, they met Comrade Song, who had sent Xia Zhizhi home once before. When Comrade Song saw Xia Qingqing, his eyes lit up, as if a small flame had suddenly appeared.

Comrade Song came over to say hello, and his voice sounded a little excited: "Comrade Xia, what brings you here so late at night?"

Xia Qingqing spoke calmly with her eyes half closed, not looking at him, and replied perfunctorily: "It's nothing serious, we'll go over first."

After saying that, he took Xia Zhizhi and left.

Comrade Song looked at their backs from behind, looking a little lost.

Xia Zhizhi became curious and asked Xia Qingqing in a low voice: "Sister, who is this person?"

Xia Qingqing looked like she didn't want to bring it up, but seeing that she had asked, she paused for a moment and then answered her, "His name is Song Zhili, and he's Song Zhijie's cousin. He's the grandson of the old couple from the Song family who came to our house last time."

Xia Zhizhi nodded to show that she understood. No wonder Xia Qingqing didn't like him.

Xia Qingqing called home. When Zeng Zelan heard that her good granddaughter wanted to come back to sleep, she didn't mind the trouble and asked the guard to pick up Xia Zhizhi.

It was already midnight when I got home.

Xia Zhizhi lay down under the quilt and slept until noon the next day.

Then we went to Nanjianzi Lane again.

Still carrying large and small bags, including milk powder, maltose, candy, and some local specialties.

Then he brushed off a few more aunts and said very humbly: "I thought about it after going back. It seems that I am not bringing enough local specialties for the first time. It's no wonder that they dislike it. So I went to the store to buy some nutritional supplements."

Xia Zhizhi walked around the streets and found a deserted corner. She put her valuables in the space and took the local specialties with her.

On the way back, I met a few aunts. They looked aggrieved and pitiful, like a little white flower swaying in the wind. It was obvious that they had a story.

The eldest mother called her and said, "Comrade Xiaoxia, why don't you eat before leaving? The Song family won't let you have dinner?"

Is this a generous gift? At least you can stay for dinner.

Xia Zhizhi sniffed, "She left it for me. Grandma Song said I was lucky and had a good appetite. She would come to her house on certain days. Today, she bought some meat for Grandpa Song to replenish his body. Now that I'm here, Grandpa Song won't eat it. I'll just have to eat it all by myself. I think this is not a good idea. I'm young, how can I compete with Grandpa Song for food? So I'll go back first."

At this point, Xia Zhizhi rubbed her belly and showed a sad but strong smile: "I'm fine, I'm not hungry."

The mother had a speechless expression and saw the package in Xia Zhizhi's hand.

Xia Zhizhi followed her mother's gaze and then put her hands behind her back sheepishly, trying to hide the package.

"Yes, it's my fault. Grandma Song said that her family's stomachs were not very good and they couldn't eat these messy local specialties. She said these things were dirty and threw them away. No, she returned them to me."

At this point, Xia Zhizhi revealed a sad expression, took out a bag of rice cakes from the package and handed it to her mother: "Sister, these things are not dirty, they are all made by my friends at home. If you don't mind, try them."

After carefully selecting a few aunts and giving away rice cakes, Xia Zhizhi went back home.

On my way back, I received a package sent from Mudanjiang.

Xia Zhizhi's mailing address was always Mudanjiang. She had too many letters and didn't want to fill it out here. Her family's work was special and it wouldn't have a good impact if letters were sent to their home like snowflakes every day, so she only notified a small number of senior executives in the group of the new mailing address.

As for the others, she simply let them continue to send them to Mudanjiang. When a certain amount was stored, she let them pack them and mail them to her.

When Xia Bangguo and Zeng Zelan got off work, they saw Xia Zhizhi lying on the sofa, eating melon seeds and opening letters.

Ah Ju was writing furiously beside him.

There was also a pile of written replies next to it.

Xia Zhizhi was eating melon seeds and nudged Ah Ju with her foot. Ah Ju immediately stood up and went to the small stove next to her to pour her a cup of warm tea.

Xia Zhizhi adjusted her posture, took it and drank half a cup.