After rebirth, she abused a scumbag and married a rough man

Liang Qian actually started practicing classical dance since she was a child. Her grandmother thought that girls who could dance would have flexible bodies and an elegant gait.

So when I was very young, I hired someone to teach me dance, and I learned classical instruments such as the guzheng, erhu, recorder, and transverse flute since I was a child.

Everyone in the compound knew that she was good at singing and dancing, and many people thought that the Liang family wanted to send Liang Qian to join the art troupe.

Indeed, the family had originally thought so, but no one expected Liang Qian to choose to go to the countryside for a man.

Thinking of this, Liang Qian's longing for her family deepened.

"Sister Feng, I can't say how good it is, but there should be no problem cooperating with Wu Chaoming's performance. I just don't know what our Min'er thinks."

Liang Qian looked at Liu Miner with some joking. It would be nice if she really was with Wu Chaoming.

"Liang Qian, you're asking for a fight. Why are you bullying me?"

After saying that, Liu Min'er returned to her desk shyly and embarrassedly, picked up the wool and started knitting.

"Sister Feng, since Liang Qian can dance, why don't you help us rehearse it directly so that we can represent the publicity department in the performance."

Wu Chaoming thought that since he had the ability, it would be good if everyone participated together so that he could have more contact with Liu Miner.

Feng Jie agreed with Wu Chaoming's idea and thought it was a good proposal.

"Liang Qian, are you okay?"

Feng Jie thought that Liang Qian had been very generous in her words and deeds since she came here, and had never boasted or anything like that.

"Okay, then I'll make a design based on our abilities and appearances. Wait for my design.

You can practice at my house when the time comes. I'm the only one in my yard, so it's quite convenient."

Before leaving get off work, Liang Qian and Wu Chaoming decided on the name and format of the program. Wu Chaoming played the flute accompaniment, and the three of them danced, with Liang Qian as the lead dancer.

The name they decided on was "Textile Workers"

Liang Qian asked Wu Chaoming to choose a more cheerful and upbeat song and started dancing in the office herself.

Liang Qian sang with her ethereal voice and expressed her admiration for the textile workers and her hope for the future with her graceful dance moves.

"Okay. Okay, okay."

Wang Zhaohua came out of the office and looked at Liang Qian singing and dancing. He didn't expect that there was such a capable person in their Propaganda Department.

"director."

Liang Qian stopped singing and dancing, and looked at her colleagues and leaders who were applauding her, feeling happy.

I didn't expect that after so many years, my body is still so coordinated. Everything is like muscle memory. As the music starts, I immerse myself in it.

"Your dancing and singing are so good that you can join the art troupe."

Wang Zhaohua sighed. With Liang Qian's presence and the existing foundation of the original few people, the limelight of this art performance might have blown to their Propaganda Department.

"Practice well during this period. If you need any cooperation, just tell me and I will help you coordinate."

"Director, when the time comes, we need some workers' clothes, and we might need you to help us borrow some from the female workers in the factory."

Liang Qian is not familiar with the female workers in the factory, and Feng Jie is embarrassed to borrow clothes from others for the performance.

Wang Zhaohua thought about it and realized that this was indeed a problem.

"Okay, you guys practice the program first to make sure there are no problems. I'll talk to the production department about the clothes later. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Wang Zhaohua thought that the production department would give him this face, but he was not sure, mainly because the head of the production department was the mother of the girl his eldest son had broken up with.

With the director's approval, several people from the Propaganda Department planned to spend two hours or half a day practicing every day.

Wang Zhaohua walked slowly to the production department office with his hands behind his back.

"Is Section Chief Liu here?"

Wang Zhaohua asked the people inside and looked around. It seemed that there was only one female comrade.

"Hello, this is Director Wang. Our section chief is in the wool top production workshop right now. Do you want me to call her for you?"

"Oh, no need. I'll go to the production department and take a look. You can do your thing."

After saying that, he once again walked slowly towards the wool top production workshop with his hands behind his back under the puzzled gaze of the female comrade.

The textile factory is very large, and it takes nearly ten minutes to walk from the office to the production workshop.

Before I even went in, I saw a familiar figure walking out.

Liu Ling finished the inspection and talked to the production team leaders about the production precautions and tasks for the next few days.

Just as I was about to go back, I saw the man walking in with his hands behind his back.

The three team leaders nearby saw the section chief's originally pleasant expression suddenly turn frowned. They followed her gaze and saw the director of the Propaganda Department walking towards them not far away.

After looking at each other, they said hello to Liu Ling and went back to the workshop, hiding under the window to watch the two of them. They all wanted to know why the Propaganda Department came to see the section chief.

Everyone in the production department knew that the section chief’s daughter had been dating the eldest son of Director Wang from the Propaganda Department, but later Director Wang’s eldest son married someone else.

Since then, Liu Ling never had a good face when she saw Wang Zhaohua. Their communication was limited to work matters and there was no further communication.

"Oh, the Propaganda Department is so idle. Even the director has time to come visit our Propaganda Department."

Liu Ling looked at her and said mockingly in her high-pitched voice.

Wang Zhaohua was also embarrassed, but thinking of the people in the Propaganda Department, he had to bow his head and submit to her.

"I have something to ask of you, the head of the production department. Could you please not talk to me like that?"

Wang Zhaohua was really helpless. The children didn't get along well and didn't end up together, but it was not something he, a grown man, could decide.

Besides, it has been said that arranged marriages are not allowed and free love is advocated. This woman keeps bringing up the past and talking about it. Her sarcastic attitude is really disliked.

I guess her daughter is similar to her, otherwise why would her son be so unwilling?

"Oh? Then how should I respond? Director Wang? What can I do for you?"

Liu Ling also knew that her daughter had a bad temper. She couldn't force Wang Zhaohua's son to be with another girl, but she just couldn't get over it.

Because her daughter was unmarried and had no suitable job, she had to go to the countryside as an educated youth. She is still in the countryside in the south, growing two crops of rice a year.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to make a fuss with their family so that she would feel better.

"Comrade Liu Ling, I know you hate me because of the child, but it's not my fault. I also gave my child a lot of scolding."

Wang Zhaohua also didn't want her to keep holding on to this matter. Everyone in the factory knew that his boss was having an affair with Liu Ling's daughter and they were not together.