Song Xuan had a gloomy face: "Song ran, you don't tell me about such a big thing, do you? You just keep me in the dark, right? Do you think I'm one of those old, inhospitable people? Even if I object, I'm just worried that you're too hard in that literary troupe. You've never done that kind of hard work. Can you do it? "

Song ran, apologetic and embarrassed, reached out to hold her: "so, sister, you don't object, do you?"

Song Xuan's face flushed with anger: "can I object to the round? Didn't you make a decision long ago? You grow up, wings hard, what important decisions don't tell me, I can't control you, as you like, as you like. "

Song ran knew that her elder sister was so arrogant that she quickly admitted her mistake with a very good attitude. She totally scolded her sister and let her sister vent her anger.

Northwest wind blowing, two sisters quietly night talk, the moon is chilly, drilling into the dark clouds, four more quiet.

After that, song Xuan asked Yang Haitao to drive her car to pick song ran home every day. Song ran thought that it would kill two birds with one stone and increase the contact opportunities between her sister and Yang Haitao.

How good, how good!

In a week, she did more work than she had ever done in her life.

With the support of the army, she said a lot of good words to Director Li. In addition, director Li had intended to admit her and let her go backstage for training, which was just to sharpen her temper.

So, after a week down, director Li said, "OK, you are a regular student of the arts and crafts troupe."

Song ran pursed her lips and bowed her head with a smile. However, she was ecstatic in her heart. She warned herself that she should be stable, important and stable. Director Li didn't like people who were crying.

"Thank you, director Li. I will do my duty and study and work diligently."

Director Li nodded: "OK, have a good winter vacation. After school starts, you will come to the regiment to train for an hour after school, and the rest day will also come for one day. After the winter and summer vacation, the frequency will be set again. Do you understand?"

Song ran nodded solemnly: "good director, thank you, thank you!"

Director Li waved his hand: "go home."

Out of the literary troupe, the cold air blows, song ran feels refreshed, and the birds on the bare branches become vivid and interesting.

She just came back home with a smile in her eyes. As soon as she got home, Wu Ma came over and said, "Xiaoran, your battalion commander just called you again."

It was in the evening that song ran Meng patted his forehead: "Oh, the other day I said I would take the initiative to call him. I've been so busy recently that I forgot."

She quickly took out the note and dialed back along the number. The man seemed to be waiting for her call in the janitor's room. As soon as the messenger called, he immediately took the call.

The deep voice passed through thousands of miles and reached her ears: "Xiao ran, are you still angry with me?"

Song ran pulled the telephone rope, the voice was very light: "why should I be angry with you?"

"I promised to take you out after the college entrance examination. I broke my promise."

Song ran raised her eyebrows: "I'm waiting for you to come back and make up for me. Tell me how to compensate me."

Gu Jingxing's heart moved. His family's little ran really knew the general situation, and was not uncomfortable at all. He was really how could he have such a sensible daughter-in-law.

He stabilized his mind and said, "Xiao ran, I have almost finished my task here."

Song Ran's eyes suddenly lit up: "so, when will you come back?"