Back to the era: Xiao Tianbao tore up the cannon fodder script

Chapter 429 1234, 2234, 3234
Old man Jing knew that the matter had come to an end, so it was useless to talk more.He glared at Cui Zijing bitterly, and followed the little policeman from the county to pick Jing Wencheng home.

On the way, the little policeman said in a low voice: "The sufferer left 200 yuan at the police station to express his apology."

He originally wanted to say it in public, but seeing Cui Zijing's performance, he kept his mind on it.

Obviously, old man Jing was more careful than Cui Zi when it came to dealing with the deceased.For example, now, the person surnamed Cui didn't mention picking up the body at all.

That's right, for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, Cui Zijing didn't want to face that hapless ghost at all.

In the past two days, I had several nightmares, and every time Jing Wencheng asked why he did this to him.

Cui Zijing had a nervous breakdown, she hadn't slept well for a long time, and even her stomach ached faintly.

But she dared not go to see a doctor for fear of being found out that she was pregnant.

This child does not belong to Jing Wencheng, if someone finds out, she will have to go to labor camp.

What's more, now that Jing Wencheng is gone, if she has no children, she can leave and remarry.If you have a child, you will have to be controlled by old man Jing for the rest of your life.Maybe you won't be able to remarry in this life.

Cui Zijing sighed, not knowing whether what she did was right or wrong.Although getting rid of Jing Wen was successful, I was not as happy as I imagined.I just hope that You Tianrong can work harder.

On the other hand, when old man Jing arrived in the county, he first went to the police station to collect Jing Wencheng's body, and then went around to inquire about what happened that day.

When many people saw the white cloth on the cart, they thought it was bad luck and avoided it from a distance.

Only those who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, go over and get weird.What about bastards breaking into and robbing, if the head of the household hadn't been lucky, he would have evacuated the house.

"Hey, you old man, you don't look like a good thing at first sight!"

Old man Jing looked at the scene of the incident from a distance, his expression dull and numb.He knew that his son was just being unruly and would not sneak around.What kind of burglary is impossible.There is no shortage of money at home, but outsiders don't know it.

Old man Jing looked at the seal on the door panel and sighed deeply.He pulled up the wooden cart and walked back with difficulty step by step.

This is his son, the only seedling of Lao Jing's family.Although he was spoiled too much when he was a child, which caused him to be a bit lazy, but the child was very good to him, and the father and father have depended on each other for many years.

Now the child is gone, and he is alone.Old man Jing didn't want to live anymore, and felt that life was meaningless.

When he was far away, the crowd around the audience said: "Look at that old man, he doesn't look like a treacherous person. His son really broke into a house and robbed him?"

The person next to him said in a low voice: "Who knows. I heard that the yard belongs to Director You, that is Director You, you understand."

The other party understood, and sighed: "Oh, then it's hard to talk about it. Director You is powerful, even if it's true, we can't control it."

They both thought that old man Jing couldn't hear, but they didn't expect that old man Jing, who was silent in grief, heard the conversation clearly as if he had opened his ears.

Director You?He remembered!When he finishes taking care of his son's funeral, he will definitely make Director You look good!

***
When Chen Xuelin returned home, she stopped paying attention to Cui Zijing's affairs.She is busy every day, so she has no time to share with others.

After burning the blank tape, I took it to the factory.

There is a tape recorder in the factory. The old-fashioned one is so big that it is almost like a suitcase.It is still better to use the technology of later generations, the Walkman can be taken away in your pocket. P3P4 is only as big as a matchbox.

Batteries are also included.Although it was a rehearsal for the factory, Chen Xuelin didn't care too much about it.After all, this thing exists because of my own request, otherwise, no one can say anything if I sing a few words.

Dong Yun was quite surprised when he heard the music on the tape.It's just that the difficulty has risen, and she can't keep up.After all, people who have not received professional training can't tell where to enter.

Chen Xuelin thought for a while and taught her to count the beat: "When 1234, 2234, 3234 count to 7234, get ready to sing!"

Dong Yun tried it and found that it really worked.Thumbs up, and under Chen Xuelin's encouraging eyes, he went down.

"Hey, Miss Dong, here's the tape for you, come and sing a few lines when you're free."

Dong Yun took the tape and carefully put it in his pocket.This thing is precious, so don't lose it.

Originally, when the matter was settled, Chen Xuelin should have messed it up.But after those children learned that Dong Yun's program had an accompaniment, they insisted that Chen Xuelin also provide some music for them.

Chen Xuelin thought about it and thought it was okay.The background music is also part of the sketch, and she can't "lack the weight" just because she finds it troublesome.

So after I went back, I studied it, and from the massive music files downloaded from her notebook, I selected the ones that were suitable for the background, and then synthesized them with electronic instruments, making it very tasteful of period music.

Don't ask her how she knows the score, just try it out.I have studied music before, although I am not that proficient, I can still make do with it.What's more, now it's not a complete retelling, even if she changes a few sounds, no one knows.

A few days later, the children were pleasantly surprised to find that their program had music.All of them were full of energy and vowed to be a blockbuster at the party in a few days.

***
The end of the month was coming soon, and this day was the day when the textile factory officially appraised performances.People get ready early and look forward to the performance.

Zhao Dasheng generously gave all the staff half a day off so that they could take their families to the textile factory to watch the program.

Because of the large number of people, the venue was directly placed on the square.Although the weather is cold, it can't stop everyone's enthusiasm at all.

Chen Xuelin was wearing a thick military overcoat, standing in front of Dong Yun: "Sister Dong, remember what I taught you, 8234 started to sing. It doesn't matter if you sing wrong, as long as we can finish singing, I don't care about the result."

Dong Yun nodded, thinking that after training for this period of time, her mental endurance is already very strong.Why don't you just sing a song, and when you close your eyes, you don't know anything.

It didn't take long for people to come together.Zhao Dasheng said a few words briefly, and signaled to start.

There is no microphone in the textile factory, so everyone can only hear it by shouting.

Han Mengwen has made great progress, and she started with a smile.The little girl looked sweet, and her smile touched the hearts of everyone present.

"Welcome to the Textile Factory"

It's just pulling my throat, and every word is very strenuous.

After the curtain call was over, Dong Yun took a deep breath, stood in the center of the square, closed his eyes, nodded to Chen Xuelin, and at the same time silently counted the numbers in his heart.

Chen Xuelin was the logistics supporter. He was signaled to press the play button.Not long after, Dong Yun's melodious magnetic voice came.

"Don't let go of what you can hold tight"

Those who have heard Dong Yun sing are not surprised, they are only immersed in this beautiful singing.

Those who have never heard of it are surprised.

(End of this chapter)