When She Stops Being Dramatic novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Chapter 111: Top Star of the 60s Song and Dance Troupe (50)

He Qingran nodded and sighed softly. "That Old He is really getting more muddled with age. He treats that woman like she’s his first wife, pouring his heart out for her and even handing over his salary book. But just look at the clothes my brother and I wear, and then look at that mother and son."

"None of them have patches, sure, but the difference in fabric is huge. He’s a manager at a clothing factory—how can he not see a simple distinction like that?"

At this, she smiled. "The squeaky wheel gets the grease, you know? My temper used to be too stubborn, just like Old He. When we clashed, it was like World War III."

"This time, I deliberately played weak. I gave him that ’daughter who craves her father’s love but is too afraid to ask’ look, and I also privately told him how anxious I was about ’marrying up.’"

"Maybe because Old He has never gotten that kind of father-daughter affection from me, he was incredibly moved. He gave me all the private savings he’s squirreled away for years and even promised to give me a hefty dowry when I get married!"

He Qingran sighed softly. "I know what he’s doing. He wants to seize this last chance to mend our relationship so that when the time comes, he can openly and justifiably rely on my in-laws for help."

"It’s a shame, really. If he’d done this a couple of years ago, he might have been able to win me over. But I’m no longer that silly little girl, desperately craving affection from anyone. He gives me money, I’ll take it. He comes to me for a favor? ’Sorry, your daughter isn’t capable enough.’ The most I’ll do is support him in his old age and arrange his funeral."

’I should probably get something for my brother, too,’ she mused. ’And I’ll help Old He out when I can. After all, you can’t hook a big fish without any bait.’

’I can’t just let that mother and son who came along later get away with everything, can I?’

After explaining all this, He Qingran smiled. "Brother Kun is taking me to a movie tonight. We’ll be back late, so I won’t come over afterward. I’ll just stay at the dorm."

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and shot her a look. "By the way, how’s your script coming along?"

He Qingran nodded. "I’m starting to get a handle on it. You know how I interviewed a bunch of the factory’s model workers, the seventh and eighth-level master craftsmen, and their families to gather material for the broadcast?"

"There are a lot of stories in there to work with. I can pick out the most representative ones, exaggerate and embellish them a bit, pose a few questions, find several experts to analyze them from different angles, come up with some solutions, and then wrap it all up with a thought-provoking conclusion..."

Xia Zhaoyun chuckled. "I think you should change the format from a simple monologue. For example, you could have someone else in the studio to help you narrate a story based on real events. After that, you could have the invited experts give their commentary."

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