The sky in the dog days is wickedly hot.

Song Ci wore a newly made yellow dress and sat drowsy in her father's arms.

Previously, the county held competitions, and the commune Yuhong class dance team, the commune primary school instrumental band, and the commune middle school choir were all wiped out, and they didn't even pass the preliminary round.

So the Hongqi Commune only has Song Ci as a single seedling, and it is still a seed player who does not need to participate in the preliminary round to enter the finals directly, and the leaders of the commune don't pay more attention to it!

Originally, I was thinking about whether to provide any help, such as helping to put out a show, having an accompaniment and dancing accompaniment, even if I helped review the show in the end.

As a result, the children were not happy and insisted on keeping it a secret.

Okay, anyway, people don't go through their back door to compete, and they don't listen to the rules and take others.

In fact, the child has a very good attitude and is full of confidence that he will come back with a prize. They didn't believe it, but they didn't want to hit her.

After all, it's still a four-and-a-half-year-old child, and I still have to coax me to come, and I should go and play.

The children in the city are really good, and they can't be compared. You don't have to think about winning the award, how close you can be to the county leaders, that's the harvest!

On the day of the competition, the commune specially sent a small car to pull them to the county seat to compete, which is the treatment only for cadres.

I don't know Director Zhang Lanying, oh no, he is now the deputy head of the township, how much effort he has put into it.

The driver didn't talk much, and the car drove steadily and fast.

Li Shengnan sat in the front co-pilot.

These days have been comfortable and eaten smoothly, she has been blessed again, her temperament is extraordinarily outstanding, and even leaning on the back of the chair at this time to close her eyes and recuperate, there is a unique reserved elegance;

The driver subconsciously sat upright, barely squinting, and did not dare to chat, more nervous than facing the leader.

Song Ci and her father were squeezed behind, and her grandmother also accompanied her to cheer her on.

It was not the first time for the old couple to ride in a car, and they rolled down the window very leisurely for a ride, not at all like a hillbilly who had returned to the county seat. Writing Zhai

The more the driver looked, the more he wondered, and he always felt that this family was not simple.

But it doesn't have much to do with him.

As soon as he drove the car, he hugged the thigh of a leader, maybe he could follow the chicken dog to heaven in the future, and he could continue to be a driver for a lifetime if he was transferred up.

Although it is said that it is now important to pay attention to the equality of individuals and people, it is difficult to say that he is a servant, but in fact, Li'er is still that Li'er.

If you want to do a good job, you have to be strict with your mouth.

The driver, who knew what to expect, sent them all the way to the county workers' cultural palace, and after parking the car, he took people inside.

He didn't have any other tasks today, so he sent the people, and then took advantage of the game to chat with the secretary of the county leader and the driver, drink a cup of tea and smoke a cigarette together, and then pull the people back after the game.

Song Ci was taken backstage by her mother to wait, and Song Chunan and the old couple went to the audience to watch the performance.

Song Ci's show was ranked third, relatively high, considering that she was young and easily tired after waiting too long, for fear of affecting the performance effect, so she was specially taken care of.

"Hello, are you Teacher Zhang of the troupe? I'm Song Ci. ”

Song Ci entered the backstage, and as soon as his mental power was opened, he immediately captured a group of people sitting in the corner, and pulled his mother over.

Zhang Lusheng was directing the people in the troupe to move musical instruments and tune the strings, when he heard a crisp little girl calling him, turned his head and looked at it a few times before he fell his gaze and saw a small pink ball.

He first nodded to the child's parents or teachers as a greeting, squatted down and asked the child:

"Hello, I'm Zhang Lusheng, the band conductor who accompanies you today, and these are the band teachers. Are you ready? You really don't need to go through it with us?"

Song Ci smiled at the band teacher and said hello to the teachers, and then shook his head seriously:

"No problem, don't be nervous, just show your normal level. I still have a strong sense of rhythm, I don't know how to snap or drag, just follow the score. ”

She glanced at the teachers behind her again, and finally looked at Zhang Lusheng inquiringly:

"Can you please put on some makeup for me? ”