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Director Qiu said solemnly, "There are performances from the troops in this art performance, and the Arsenal and the Research Institute will each have one. Our art troupe has signed up for two. We're an art troupe, so we have to have a dance and a song."

Commander Xing called her today and told her personally.

A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death.

She was angry but dared not speak out.

Han Xinrui thought for a moment and said, "Director Qiu, could you discuss with Political Commissar Li and arrange for them to perform together? That way, the focus on dancing won't be on the performances, and everyone won't have to practice so hard. Or, could the art troupe rehearse two programs with the military district? Perhaps a poetry recitation and singing. We'll dance behind them."

Director Qiu had been worried sick after receiving Director Xing's call today. Upon hearing Han Xinrui's words, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay! I'll go talk to Political Commissar Li."

Han Xinrui also breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not that she has no sense of collective honor, it’s just that she is unable to carry this banner.

She wasn't as good a dancer as Bai Qingqing, and the dance she chose was quite difficult.

She can't even dance well, let alone teach others.

There is not much time left now.

In the afternoon, after Director Qiu went through many channels, he finally reached an agreement with Political Commissar Li.

The art troupe danced and recited "I Love My China". Another program was singing. It happened that Shiyi Shuifu was coming early, so she asked Shuifu to save the situation.

After the problem was resolved, Director Qiu and Han Xinrui sighed, "I'm relieved that Bai Qingqing doesn't have to perform anymore. Even when I saw her rehearsing last time, I didn't dare to actually let them go on stage."

When Han Xinrui came out of Director Qiu's office, Bai Qingqing covered her lower abdomen and looked at Han Xinrui with a half-smile: "Comrade Han, I'm sorry, I really can't jump in this state. There's only a little over a month left, and I don't know if it's too late to queue up now."

Then, she said sarcastically, "But everyone likes you. I believe you can lead everyone to dance better."

Han Xinrui stared at her belly and said thoughtfully, "Comrade Guan Qingqing, your child came at the perfect time! Commander Xing is truly vigorous and strong. At this age, he's already having a child after getting married."

Bai Qingqing's face froze when she heard this. She stared at Han Xinrui and said coldly, "Han Xinrui, what do you mean by that? I can have children, unlike you. I love children. I've already told Old Xing that we're going to have a football team!"

She didn't explicitly say that Han Xinrui had no children until her death in her previous life.

But Han Xinrui understood what she meant.

Han Xinrui curled her lips and chuckled, "The greatest respect we can have for life is not to have children indiscriminately. I can't do what you do, giving birth to one and throwing it away."

Bai Qingqing's expression turned even uglier when she heard Han Xinrui's words. "Han Xinrui, is it any use for you to argue with me like this? I'm waiting for your performance. I want to see how you can bring these losers up."

Han Xinrui grinned at her: "Then you might be disappointed. Director Qiu didn't let me lead the dance!"

Bai Qingqing heard this and said in disbelief, "They didn't ask you to lead the dance? Then who will lead the dance?"