Chapter 32: Recitation Competition
After school at half past two on Saturday afternoon, Sheng Lanlan was the first to rush out of the classroom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info ran to the farm station in one go and hid behind a big tree to peek. If you guess correctly, Mr. Tian and that secretary Liu Daming will definitely meet today.
In the morning, Sheng Lanlan saw that Teacher Tian received the letter from the county, and her expression was indescribably excited, so she hurried to the dormitory at noon, and when she appeared again in the afternoon, she had already changed her clothes.
The well-fitting blue striped flower dress on a white background, with white lace tied at the waist, loosely tied with a bow, and two fluttering straps hanging down, is more fresh and romantic than the plastic belt with red edges.
Did Liu Daming come to the farm, or did Mr. Tian go to the county?
Sheng Lanlan was guessing that Teacher Tian's curling figure appeared.
Teacher Tian was carrying a white straw bag on his back, standing in the waiting crowd at the station, looking very eye-catching. The last long-distance bus to the county entered the station, and Mr. Tian got on the bus, sat by the window, looked out the window with his cheeks on his cheeks, and his face was full of anticipation.
Sheng Lanlan kept looking at the long-distance bus and disappeared before humming a little song home.
Being able to do something for Teacher Tian, who is an older leftover girl, gives her a sense of accomplishment.
She knows that this is definitely not a mess of mandarin duck scores, Lang is intentional, women are affectionate, and lovers must be together. If you don't go to bed for the purpose of getting married, you are all a hooligan, if that Liu Daming doesn't admit it, she Sheng Lanlan will be the first to spare him.
"Hey, Lanlan!" Zhang Yanqiu ran closer, "Why don't you wait for me today? Zhang Yanqiu pursed her round face, a little unhappy.
"I didn't have time to tell you about something temporarily, so we didn't bump into each other. ”
"What can you do! I said that I would go to the radio station to see and see together, but it was too late. ”
Sheng Lanlan slapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Yes, I almost forgot." It's still too late to go, and the broadcast won't start until five o'clock. ”
Sheng Lanlan pulled Zhang Yanqiu and ran to the radio station.
Zhang Yanqiu has always been full of curiosity about the radio station, pestering her father all day long to want to go and see, today I just hurried to the propaganda department to the radio station to check the work, she said to Sheng Lanlan on the first day to open her eyes together.
The two rushed to the radio station with a snort, just as Zhang Yanqiu's father and his party came out.
Zhang Yanqiu shouted from afar.
"Two ghost girls are late!" Zhang Yanqiu's father stood at the door of the radio station with his arms crossed to greet them.
"Dad, just take us in and have a look, I want to know how the sound on the radio comes out every day. ”
Sheng Lanlan didn't expect that the scale of a farm's radio station was not small, and the computer room alone occupied a large room.
In the soundproof recording studio inside and outside, Wang Chunyan's third sister is taking a manuscript and reciting:
"When the swallows go, there is a time to come again, when the willows are withered and when they are green again, and when the peach blossoms are gone, there is a time to bloom again. But, wise, tell me, why are our days gone......"
"Isn't this Zhu Ziqing's essay 'Hurry', is it going to be broadcast on the farm?" Sheng Lanlan asked casually.
Zhang Yanqiu's father was surprised, "You also know this article!
"Ah, yes! I like to read extracurricular books, especially Zhu Ziqing's prose. Sheng Lanlan clearly remembered that Zhu Ziqing's prose "Hurry" was her Chinese memorization text.
"Yes, yes, reading more extracurricular books will broaden your horizons a lot, our Xiaoqiu doesn't like to read extracurricular books. Xiaoqiu, you have to learn more from Lan Lan. ”
"Knowing Dad, I'm not actively learning from her. Zhang Yanqiu was coquettish, turned her head to see the painful expression of Wang Chunyan's third sister reciting like eating in the recording studio, and covered her mouth to steal fun.
Sheng Lanlan frowned, staring at the exaggerated expression and waving movements of the third sister Wang Chunyan, the background music was surging and surging, accompanied by the piercing soprano of the third sister Wang Chunyan, which simply exaggerated the charm of Zhu Ziqing's prose into a mobilization shout......
"The county organized "Youth to the Motherland, Hand in Hand to Create Tomorrow", the National Day recitation competition, our farm did not have a good draft of the competition, so we chose this prose to compete, hoping to get a ranking. Our farm has never participated in a competition in the county, and if Secretary Liu of the County Education Bureau hadn't specially notified us this time, I'm afraid the County Cultural Bureau would not have notified us. But ......"
Zhang Yanqiu's father shook his head, obviously frightened by Wang Chunyan's recitation.
"Dad, I think Lan Lan's voice is more suitable for reciting this article, how can I use so much force, this kind of prose should express affection without a trace. I don't believe you let her try, her Mandarin is the most standard in school, better than the Chinese teacher. ”
"Yes, Uncle Zhang, let me try it, I like this article very much, I can memorize it with my eyes closed, maybe I can get a ranking again!"
Sheng Lanlan thought to herself, this competition is Liu Daming's participation in the judges, and she can take this opportunity to find out his details.
Although Mr. Tian cooked raw rice with him, understanding his family background can make Mr. Tian mentally prepared. Sheng Lanlan's goal is very clear, she must let Teacher Tian marry and marry well.
Leftover women are not always ridiculed, and leftover women will one day be impressive.
Thinking that the second aunt will be shocked to hear that Teacher Tian is married to the leader of the County Education Bureau, and those who usually chew the root of their tongues behind Teacher Tian's back will definitely be envious, jealous and hate...... Sheng Lanlan couldn't suppress her excitement when she thought of this.
Sheng Lanlan walked into the recording studio, and Wang Chunyan's third sister reluctantly took off the headset and threw it on the table.
"Just her, a child, can read this article, can she read all the words!"
Sheng Lanlan smiled slightly, "Let me go." ”
Third Sister Wang Chunyan was squeezed out of her seat by Sheng Lanlan, "This background music has to be changed, is there any light music?"
Sheng Lanlan said to the staff, putting on the headphones and showing a sophisticated look.
"Wow! ”
Zhang Yanqiu gave a thumbs up outside the soundproof room, and everyone was shocked by Sheng Lanlan's style.
How did they know that in her previous life, she was the host of various activities in the university and a guest anchor of the TV station......
It's amazing, Sheng Lanlanlu's "Hurry" was passed by the preliminary selection of the county recitation competition review team, and entered the semi-finals with the first place, and it is time to go to the county for the competition.
The chairman of the farm trade union personally took the leading officer of the propaganda department to the central primary school to deliver the notice of the semi-finals.
The old principal's face was particularly beautiful, and he was so happy to take the notice that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
"Sheng Lanlan is only ten years old, I don't feel at ease when she goes to the county alone, I have to send a Chinese teacher to take care of her. ”
"Can you let Ms. Tian go with me, she is my third-grade Chinese teacher, and I want her to guide me in some more deficiencies. Sheng Lanlan's eyes were full of eagerness, how could the old principal not agree, and immediately made a decision.
The farm union sent a special car to send Sheng Lanlan and Tian to the guest house of the county cultural bureau to stay and wait for the next day's competition.