When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Chapter 105: Prima of the 1960s Cultural Troupe (44)

The vice-dean let out another long sigh. Who says men don’t gossip?

He was the vice-dean, and in his daily work, he interacted most with the nurses. They were a powerful legion of gossip, their influence boundless. Even an old scholar like him had gotten hooked.

He lowered his voice, yet managed to make it just loud enough for those around him to hear:

"Do you all remember what happened with Director Song from the workshop, the whole switched-at-birth incident?"

Everyone leaned in and nodded.

"Of course. Wasn’t that the talk of the town for a while?"

"They said that young comrade had a vicious personality for her age. Not content with usurping the nest, she waited for the true heir to arrive and then pushed her down the stairs right in front of the Song Family."

"But then other rumors started, saying the Song Family abused the little girl. That she was covered in scars, old and new. A truly ill-fated child."

"Otherwise, they couldn’t have forced her to keep vigil for Little Hero Huo, even when she knew he was gone..."

After the group had their fill of gossiping, they turned their attention back to the vice-dean, who then said:

"A month ago, right after the Song Family kicked her out, her face was beaten swollen, and her left ear suffered irreversible traumatic nerve deafness."

"And on the same day, she went to surgery for her right hand. Such a beautiful hand, full of glass shards. Some of the glass had severed tendons. She’ll have impaired joint movement in her fingers from now on. She might not even be able to hold a pen."

"TSK TSK, a young girl, a dancer no less, and both her right hand and left ear are ruined. For her to be able to perform a dance like that... it’s truly inspiring!"

Hearing this, the crowd’s hearts went out to Xia Zhaoyun, and they felt waves of regret for her.

A perfect dancer, now with imperfections. That beauty wasn’t diminished in their eyes at all. Instead, it was sublimated, becoming something profound.

"Sigh. I was afraid the little girl wouldn’t be able to handle the blow, so I never dared to speak of it. I’m glad she’s gotten back on her feet and can still bring us such a spectacular performance."

"It’s only now that my troubled heart feels some relief. But, you all shouldn’t spread this around."

"After all, a crippled hand and a deaf ear... for a young girl, it’s a cruel reality. We shouldn’t be rubbing salt in her wounds, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, but in their hearts, they felt they’d just gotten some excellent material for conversation.

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