At night, Chu Zhenyan went to bed very early, so before dawn the next day, she opened her eyes.

She couldn't sleep with her eyes closed because she was thinking about the choir competition.

She pinched her throat. The first thing she did when she got up was to rinse her mouth with spiritual spring water.

A few minutes later, she drank a glass of spiritual spring water, and then she tried to make a sound.

"Liu Yali."

Chu Zhenyan read his name, and her throat no longer hurt. At this time, her voice was no longer hoarse, but gradually became clear and bright.

In the end, Chu Zhenyan was satisfied with the speed of her recovery.

However, compared to her previous voice, it was still a little bad, but Chu Zhenyan felt that there was no problem with this situation.

At least it won't affect her performance.

After washing, Chu Zhenyan changed into the work clothes that had been prepared. She wore her long hair loose behind her head. After dinner, she put on her hat and went downstairs.

The chorus competition does not belong to the Advance Machinery Factory, and the employees of the Propaganda Department need to gather in advance to the Red Star Machinery Factory to participate in the competition.

When Chu Zhenyan entered the small playground, almost all the other literary and artistic workers arrived.

Two trucks parked outside the playground were already waiting there.

The other higher-level leaders of the Propaganda Section started directly from the Advance Machinery Factory, but only Ma Huilan and Guo Qian were on this small playground.

Before getting on the bus and leaving the Qianjin Machinery Factory, Guo Qian organized the employees of the Propaganda Department to speak on the playground, including Chu Zhenyan.

Chu Zhenyan's voice was still deliberately lowered a little, but it was mixed in the middle of the crowd and did not seem abrupt.

Ma Huilan, who had been worried all night, finally opened her eyebrows when she saw Chu Zhenyan's recovery.

After singing only one song, they were arranged to get in the car and prepare to go.

In the body of the back seat of the truck, Chu Zhenyan and Zhang Xinying sat with other workers.

"Zhenyan, your voice seems to be better." Liu Xiangpu tilted her head, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth. She was relieved to see that Chu Zhenyan was recovering well.

Although the choir competition is said to be a friendly competition, it is also a time when the propaganda departments of several factories compete with each other.

The employees are relaxed on the surface, but secretly they are nervous.

Especially Zhu Qiuman, she does not despise the factory flower of the Red Star Machinery Factory, but her strength is not as good as her. Now she's thinking about how to win.

Before getting into the car, Ma Huilan chatted with Zhu Qiuman.

Because Zhu Qiuman's voice has many personal characteristics and advantages. When it's put in the chorus, it looks a bit abrupt. In previous years, the main microphone was in front of Zhu Qiuman, but this time Ma Huilan made a new adjustment.

Previously, Chu Zhenyan's performance was very good, and her voice was also very stable. Ma Huilan made up her mind to let Young Master Chu Zhenyan move.

However, before the choir competition began, Chu Zhenyan's voice had problems, and Ma Huilan had to adjust her policy and communicate with Zhu Qiuman.

Zhu Qiuman was naturally unwilling and unhappy. Guo Qian asked her question before, but now she was asked by Officer Ma again. Zhu Qiuman looked embarrassed, but she could only obey Ma Huilan's orders.

So Zhu Qiuman is not in the mood to speak now. She sat alone.

However, Zhang Xinying is stable this time. First of all, since Chu Zhenyan was injured, Zhang Xinying had nothing to worry about. Secondly, the choir was less nervous standing in the crowd.

She made a mistake in the show because she knew she was going to air the show and she wanted to shine. As a result, she was in a hurry and screwed up!

Her eyebrows furrowed almost invisibly, and she said it was luck. Now, Chu Zhenyan's voice was very uncomfortable.

Zhang Xinying's observations have always been nuanced. When he left the dormitory in the morning, Zhu Qiuman was still full of confidence and talked and laughed. However, when she got into the car, she was as silent as a different person.

Zhang Xinying quietly looked at Zhu Qiuman's expression: "Xiaoman, what's wrong with you?" You've competed in so many competitions. You shouldn't be nervous

Zhang Xinying's eyes are very thin, her voice is very gentle, and there is a sense of concern.

The relationship between Zhu Qiuman and Zhang Xinying is not very good. Hearing Zhang Xinying say this, she was even more unhappy.