"Xiao Ping!"

Wang Zhong looked at the tall, well-proportioned, beautiful and kind-hearted girl with twin ponytails and military uniform in front of him, and ripples suddenly appeared in his calm heart.

Beautiful things make people yearn for it, beautiful girls also make people yearn for it, and kind hearts make people want to get close to them.

But when a beautiful girl and a kind heart appear in the same person, that feeling is called heartbeat.

"You are a very good girl!" Wang Zhong said sincerely, saying with emotion, "The art troupe is not suitable for you!"

He Xiaoping did not answer the call because she had worked so hard, thinking that she could integrate into the art troupe and win everyone's attention to her.

But the reality is always so unsatisfactory.

The disgusting words and distant looks of the team members, as well as the disgust and disdain that some have revealed, some have not yet revealed, but are hidden deep in their eyes...

"Remember, keep the sunshine and beauty in your heart. Don't care about the gossips or the contemptuous looks. Face the future life bravely and strongly. Don't let those clown-like prejudices and rumors full of maliciousness disturb you.

Inner Peace."

"Well, I know. I will take good care of myself, eat well, practice dancing well, rest well, do what I should do, and face the future life with a smile."

"That's right!" Wang Zhong was about to continue saying something, but someone in the truck next to him already called him, "Liu Feng! Hurry up, we're leaving!"

"I'm coming!"

"I'm leaving!" Wang Zhong carried the bag and said to He Xiaoping, "Take care of yourself, and I will write you a letter when I get there!"

Although He Xiaoping was reluctant to give up, she still nodded heavily.

"Liu Feng!"

Wang Zhong turned around and had just taken two steps when suddenly He Xiaoping's shout came from behind him.

Wang Zhong turned around and looked at her again, "What's wrong?"

He Xiaoping's eyes flickered, and she mustered up the courage to walk quickly to Wang Zhong. The distance between the two was only one foot. Looking at Wang Zhong in front of her, all the courage she had just mustered up instantly gave way. He Xiaoping lowered her head nervously.

, but remembering what Wang Zhong said just now made her strong and picked up her courage.

Suddenly, an unprecedented courage welled up from the bottom of his heart again. He looked up at Wang Zhong and said bluntly, "Liu Feng, can you... give me a hug?"

Wang Zhong smiled and opened his arms. He Xiaoping stepped forward and leaned into Wang Zhong's arms. He tilted his head and pressed against Wang Zhong's shoulders. Wang Zhong patted He Xiaoping on the back and said, "Okay, I'm leaving!"

He Xiaoping reluctantly withdrew from Wang Zhong's arms, "Be careful on the road, and be sure to write to me when you get there."

As if she was afraid that Wang Zhong would forget, He Xiaoping looked at Wang Zhong and reminded him again.

"Don't worry, remember it!"

After saying that, with a sunny smile, Wang Zhong turned around and headed towards the truck that had been waiting for a long time. The colleague in the car stretched out his hand to pull Wang Zhong into the carriage. Wang Zhong turned to look at He Xiaoping who was still standing outside the gate.

Waved and said, "Go back quickly!"

"Goodbye!" He Xiaoping also waved to Wang Zhong repeatedly.

Looking at the truck gradually going away, He Xiaoping did not leave. Instead, she stood there, looking at the direction of the truck, recalling the hug just now, with a dazed smile on her face, and feeling inexplicably felt in her heart.

Occupied by unprecedented warmth.

...Although it only lasted a few seconds, and although the person had already gone far away, He Xiaoping was particularly nostalgic for the feeling of security, comfort, and warmth in her arms.

If Wang Zhong hadn't been in a hurry to leave just now, He Xiaoping would have been reluctant to let go and leave Wang Zhong's arms.

After Wang Zhong left, He Xiaoping suddenly felt lonely. In such a large art troupe, she didn't even have anyone she wanted to talk to.

Among the three people in the same dormitory, Hao Shuwen is the aunt and the undisputed leader of the dormitory. In her eyes, He Xiaoping is just a joke in her spare time.

Needless to say, Lin Dingding is quite beautiful, has a good voice, and sings well. She is the goddess in the hearts of countless people, but in He Xiaoping's eyes, Lin Dingding is not even as good as a brothel girl.

He had affairs with several men at the same time. In order to expose himself and avoid being gossiped about by others, he did not hesitate to slander Wang Zhong and say that he...

He Xiaoping was so disgusted with Lin Dingding that even looking at her pretentious appearance made her feel sick.

As for Xiao Suizi!

Her cold look on the sidelines also made He Xiaoping completely disappointed with her.

In addition to training every day, there is training. He Xiaoping practices harder and harder. Every day is the dormitory, training ground, bathroom, canteen, four o'clock and one line. The longing in her heart that arose with Wang Zhong's departure turned into a spur to move forward.

motivation to act.

As for the teasing, prejudice, ridicule, isolation, and all kinds of gossip about her, He Xiaoping felt uncomfortable hearing it, but as soon as she thought of what Wang Zhong said to her when he left, He Xiaoping felt that these made her uncomfortable.

The things didn't seem to have any real impact on her.

If you really take these unpleasant words seriously, then you will fulfill their wishes.

He Xiaoping discovered that when she was invisible, turning a blind eye to those ugly words, their isolation, ridicule, and prejudice against her, and when she ignored their state farmers, those actions and those ugly words they said were...

So childish, so ridiculous.

Just like a clown, he is trying his best to make the audience smile.

No!

They are not even as good as clowns. The clown's performance at least brings joy to the audience, but what they do brings nothing but harm to others.

He Xiaoping suddenly figured it out, and even He Xiaoping herself was very surprised.

Twelve days later, it was raining outside. In the training hall, the day's training had ended, and He Xiaoping was about to leave.

"He Xiaoping! I have your letter! Go get it from the political commissar yourself." The instructor suddenly told He Xiaoping.

He Xiaoping was stunned for a moment when he heard this. In just a moment, a smile appeared on his face. It was a surprise and a joy from the heart. It was Xiao Suizi and even the entire art troupe. Except for the day when He Xiaoping first came to the art troupe, there was a smile on his face.

I never saw a smile like that on He Xiaoping's face again.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He Xiaoping put on her coat, picked up her umbrella and ran out without saying anything, ignoring the heavy rain falling outside, and ran straight into the rain curtain.

In the dormitory, He Xiaoping returned to the dormitory and was already soaked from the knees down. A lot of water was splashed above the knees, and water got into her shoes, one step at a time.

...He Xiaoping carefully took out the extremely well-protected letter from her arms and stuffed it under the pillow like a treasure. He Xiaoping wished she could open the letter and read it immediately, but she didn't want to share her love with Hao Shuwen and the others.

joy.

I could only hold back my unwelcoming mood, grab a towel and a washbasin, put on my slippers, and go out to the bathroom.

After taking a bath, He Xiaoping went to the canteen again, had dinner, took a flashlight, climbed back to the upper bunk, put down the mosquito net, and reached out to take out the letter placed under the pillow.

But as soon as he picked up the letter, He Xiaoping was stunned.

The seal of the letter was no longer in the same sealed state as when she got it back.

He Xiaoping didn't get out of bed, she just sat cross-legged on the bed, holding Wang Zhong's letter in her hand, and asked calmly, "Which of you has read my letter?"

"I saw it!" As soon as He Xiaoping finished speaking, Hao Shuwen stood up and looked at He Xiaoping confidently and without emotion at all.

"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?"

Lifting the mosquito net and looking at Hao Shuwen from a high position, He Xiaoping was very angry and wanted to rush down and give Hao Shuwen a slap, but in the face of reality, she had to compromise. "Letters are very private things. If you have a good upbringing,

Let me tell you, you can read other people’s letters at will without their permission, then I really feel sad for your parents!”

"He Xiaoping! What do you mean!" These words directly touched Hao Shuwen's heart and lungs.

Hao Shuwen**, the only accordion player in the art troupe, has always had a high self-esteem, looking down on this and that.

"Speak clearly to me!"

Ignoring Hao Shuwen's barking, He Xiaoping put down the mosquito net, took out the letter paper from the envelope, and read it.

"Get off here! Tell me clearly!" Hao Shuwen was furious and tried to climb to the upper bunk to pull He Xiaoping down. Upon seeing this, Xiao Suizi quickly put down the book in his hand and ran over to hug Hao Shuwen.

Ignoring Hao Shuwen, who was furious and hugged by Xiao Suizi, He Xiaoping focused all her attention on the letter in her hand.

Dear Xiaoping

It's like meeting each other! I'm very good. I arrived here at noon on the fourth day after leaving. Although it is in the mountains, the conditions here are very good. There is water and electricity, and there is no shortage of food and drink.······

There was not much content in Wang Chongxin's letter. He told He Xiaoping about his current situation, then exchanged a few greetings, and finally recommended that if she felt bored at night and had time, she could go out and buy some books and come back to read them.

In the letter, Wang Zhong also specially recommended several very interesting books to He Xiaoping.

He Xiaoping's father passed away before being reunited with He Xiaoping's father and daughter. Her mother's remarried stepfather's family disliked her very much, and even her mother didn't like her very much. The family never wrote to her, and He Xiaoping didn't want to

Write letters home.

Especially after He Xiaoping sent Wang Zhong away, she no longer had the slightest hope in everyone in the art troupe. She was no longer like before, trying every possible means to blend in with them and make them accept her.

He Xiaoping thought very clearly, just like what Wang Zhong said that day, life is your own, and you can only walk one step at a time. Whether others praise or slander, your future is still in your own hands.

...There is no need to feel sad, aggrieved and depressed because of other people's dirty words and contempt.

In that case, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end.

He Xiaoping even had the idea of ​​leaving the art troupe.

But for a moment, she didn't know where to go, let alone where she could go.

The next day, after the day's training, He Xiaoping took a shower, went to the cafeteria to have dinner, and went out directly.

An hour later, He Xiaoping returned to the dormitory holding three books.

Hao Shuwen and Lin Dingding were chatting, and Xiao Suizi was sitting on the bed, leaning on the bedside, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it.
To be continued...