Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Chapter 308 309【Liu Feng, you don't care about me anymore? 】

Although Xiang Nan received gifts, it was not a big deal in the eyes of the political commissar.

The art troupe is not a paradise, there are too many tricks here.

There are those who go through the back door, those who are corrupt, and those who mess with the relationship between men and women... In comparison, collecting some snacks, food stamps, and distribution tickets are nothing.

Moreover, to be honest, he was actually happy to see Xiang Nan accepting the gift.

Xiang Nan acted like a saint before, only knowing how to give but not giving back.

A person like this is actually useless because he has no selfish desires. Without selfish desires, it is not easy to control.

In comparison, Xiang Nan is cuter now. He also prefers to train him to be his own person.

...

The only Xiang Nan who was willing to help without accepting gifts was He Xiaoping.

He Xiaoping also wants to act in a drama, but she doesn't know how to act. She was also embarrassed to ask Hao Shuwen, Xiao Suizi and others, she was afraid of being rejected.

She was also embarrassed to go to Xiang Nan. Firstly, she had no money to give presents, and secondly, she did not dare to give gifts to Xiang Nan, for fear of tarnishing him and destroying her image in his heart.

So she didn't dare to look for anyone, and she secretly thought about it. While recalling the movies and model plays I watched before, I secretly practiced.

At noon this day, after lunch, Xiaoping secretly practiced in the rehearsal field while everyone was resting.

At this time, the team leader has posted the main characters and several scenes, allowing the members to figure out and practice by themselves, so as to facilitate the selection in a few days.

The role Xiaoping is practicing now is a nurse in the second scene, and the role is not important.

She knew that she couldn't get a good role, so she was content with just playing a little nurse.

I was practicing hard, when suddenly I heard someone behind me cough lightly, "Uh-huh~"

Xiaoping was taken aback, and quickly turned to look, only to see Xiang Nan standing there with a smile, which made her happy, then blushed, and lowered her head shyly.

...

"What are you doing here?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile.

"..." Xiaoping rubbed the corner of her clothes, not daring to answer.

She is too inferior to tell the truth, she is afraid that being scolded is wishful thinking.

"You can't practice like this, let me rehearse for you." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

When Xiaoping heard this, she raised her head in surprise and looked at Xiang Nan, "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Xiang Nan nodded and smiled.

"But... I don't have a gift for you." She lowered her voice shyly,

"Everyone asks me for help, and I have to accept gifts." Xiang Nan smiled, "You are the only exception."

When He Xiaoping heard what he said, it was like drinking honey, and it was so sweet to her heart.

It turned out that in his heart, he was so different.

"Come on, I'll help you rehearse~"

Xiaoping was happy, and Xiang Nan had already walked up to her, teaching her hand in hand.

Afterwards, Xiaoping even forgot that lesson, exactly what Xiang Nan taught her. I just remember that at noon that day, the weather was fine and the smile was sweet~

...

"By the way, did you get the photo back?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile after the rehearsal.

"It will take another day to get it back." Xiaoping nodded.

In the 1970s, the work efficiency of photo studios was very slow. It will take a week to get the photos. In comparison, taking pictures now is just a matter of time.

"En." Xiang Nan nodded, and took out a cloth bag from his pocket, "You can send these things to uncle as well."

Xiaoping was taken aback for a moment, took it, opened it, and was shocked.

I saw a stack of banknotes, food stamps and cloth tickets inside. Added together, there are about 50 yuan, 50 catties of national food stamps, and 10 feet of cloth stamps.

These things seem inconspicuous now. But at that time, it was more precious than life.

"Comrade Liu, how could I want this!" Xiaoping hurriedly stuffed the package back to Xiang Nan, as if her hands were scalded.

"I'm not for you, but for your father." Xiang Nan stuffed the cloth bag to her again, "He's in a labor camp now, life must be hard. These things can at least make his life better."

In the film, He Xiaoping's father became sick from overwork due to years of reform through labor, and his body collapsed, and he left before he was rehabilitated. It's pathetic. Xiaoping was also in great pain because of this, crying until her tears dried up.

Xiang Nan hopes to help her resolve this regret. After sending the money, food stamps, and cloth stamps, it should make his life easier. Maybe I can slow down and wait until the day of redress.

Hearing what he said, Xiaoping couldn't help but shed tears.

She knew that her father must be doing badly, but she was unable to help him.

As a recruit, in her first year in the army, her monthly allowance was only six yuan, barely enough for herself. So she was actually very guilty, very painful, and hated herself for being helpless.

Now that Xiang Nan is willing to help her and pay so much for her, she is really touched.

"Okay, don't cry. After you get the photo, send it as soon as possible." Xiang Nan comforted, "If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me and I will help you."

He is a deputy company rank, with a monthly allowance of 72 yuan, twelve times that of He Xiaoping. Taking out part of the money to supplement her every month is not considered exhausting.

"Comrade Liu, you are really a good person." He Xiaoping said gratefully.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from her father, Xiang Nan was the best person to her.

"Don't say I'm a good person." Xiang Nan waved his hands when he heard this.

"Why?" Xiaoping didn't understand.

"You will understand in the future." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

...

In the next day, Xiaoping wanted to take the photo.

But she didn't want the superior leader to suddenly summon the art troupe to condolences to the troops who practiced, so her plan had to be postponed.

The art troupe went to condolences by truck. After arriving at the front line, they immediately divided into several performance groups to cheer for the soldiers along the way.

Xiang Nan formed a group with He Xiaoping, Lin Dingding, Xiao Suizi and others, and cheered for them while following the troops on a rapid march. To be honest, it was quite exhausting.

Xiang Nan is better. After all, he was transferred from the company to the art troupe, and he was used to practicing before. A quick march is not a problem for him.

But for a few delicate female soldiers, a quick march of 50 kilometers would be fatal.

After walking less than five kilometers, Lin Dingding got blisters on his feet and frowned in pain.

"Liu Feng, I can't walk because of the pain." She frowned and said coquettishly to Xiang Nan.

"Then sit down and rest for a while, let's go forward first." Xiang Nan said firmly, and then continued to move forward with He Xiaoping and Xiao Suizi.

If it was the former Liu Feng, he would definitely help her break the blisters, wrap up the wounds, and then carry her on the road so that she would not fall behind. But Xiang Nan didn't want to take the effort to memorize this green tea essence.

"Hey, you don't care about me anymore?" Lin Dingding shouted after hearing this.

If she rests again, she will fall behind. When the time comes, the whole army will arrive at their destination, and if she is still resting halfway, she will become the laughing stock of the whole army.

"You wait for the tanks behind to come, let them take you for a while." Xiang Nan smiled, "You are so good-looking, they will take pity on you."

"Let's go." After finishing speaking, he said to Xiao Suizi and He Xiaoping, and took them away with great strides.

Lin Dingding was left standing there helplessly.

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