Chapter 209: Tired of salted fish? Marry an old man?

The soldier named Hou Ming's face instantly turned redder, "If you keep making fun of me, watch my water balloon shooting!"

Hou Ming stepped hard on the water, which scared the soldiers sitting around him and made them roar.

"Damn it! This bucket of foot bath water is poisonous. Get away from me now."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Brother Wang, our sister Jiang is awesome!"

"The water made from this herb is really powerful!"

This is true. Everyone feels their tense calves gradually relax and their soles itch, as if something is looking for an exit and rushing out. It's really painful.

Afterwards, they felt a wave of warmth, and the soles of their feet felt extremely comfortable. They sweated profusely, and their whole bodies felt refreshed.

The soldiers from the first and second battalions performed such amazing operations that they scared the people in other regiments to death.

"Why are you soaking your feet, you big bastard? You're just a woman!"

"A bunch of big bosses just making jokes."

"Is there any need to serve me like this? I have a sore on my soles anyway, just bear with it."

"Otherwise, where would the Iron Warriors come from?"

"What are those expressions? They're scary!"

"Damn it, I thought I was sleepwalking when I ran into a bunch of stupid crazy monkeys."

.......

The second day of high-intensity training began again.

A magical scene happened.

Most of the soldiers from the first and second battalions seemed to have been reborn, and they came forward one by one, in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

Where is the exhausted, salted fish look from yesterday?

On the contrary, the others stood up staggeringly, their calves trembling, and they all looked a little tired.

Lu Xingchen, who was in charge of recording, gave a half-smile.

Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't ask me anymore. It's not enough to ask!"

Everyone became restless again. Wow, they looked down on foot soaking last night, but today they can't even afford it.

Especially the soldiers who were soaking their feet nodded heavily. Only those who soak their feet know!

Chinese herbal foot baths are really useful!

Super useful!

Awww, I don’t have to worry about foot pain during devilish training anymore.

Is this the charm of traditional Chinese medicine?

The seemingly ordinary Chinese medicine foot bath bag instantly swept the camp, and many soldiers were not calm at all!

........

At the same time.

Jiang Zhizhi was called to attend a publicity meeting arranged by the military district early in the morning.

Propaganda officers from the military region's Propaganda Department, Broadcasting Department, and Culture and Arts Department all came.

Even the station owner of a nearby radio station was on the invitation list.

At this moment, Commander Shen hoped that Jiang Zhizhi, the light of our family academy, would continue to shine and bring more glory to the family academy.

Commander Shen looked very pleased with himself, and said in a high-spirited voice: "Comrade Jiang Zhizhi's manuscript must be well publicized."

"Well, there are many people in our camp and family compound who are illiterate, so we can start radio broadcasts and read Comrade Jiang Zhizhi's two articles at a certain time every day."

Teacher Zhao smiled and said, "I think not only the military should listen to it, but also the people around should listen to it. One of the greatest entertainments for everyone at this time is listening to the radio."

"The peak hours in the morning and evening are the news broadcasts, and on weekdays there are weather forecasts, long story series, classic songs, operas, folk music..."

"Announcers should read the script carefully and strive to promote the excellent ideas of our family hospital every day at their posts."

The stationmaster immediately held his head high and said in a passionate voice, "Old Commander, old teacher, you can rest assured. I will arrange the work immediately when I return to enrich the lives of our people."

After that, the station director smiled at Jiang Zhizhi and said, "Comrade Jiang Zhizhi, if you have any good manuscripts in the future, please send them to the radio station and let our announcers read them out over the radio. Nowadays, everyone loves to listen to the radio, especially good manuscripts."

Who says it isn't true? They just lack good pens, especially the people at the radio station, who always write the same few articles over and over again.

I'm afraid that ordinary people are tired of hearing such stories. The director of the radio station is eager to have Jiang Zhizhi join the radio station's team and provide the radio station with high-quality manuscripts.

In this way, radio station managers will be much more confident in front of bigger leaders.

Jiang Zhizhi smiled. These days, all the articles promoted have to go through layers of screening and review before they can be published.

She even submitted only two articles to China Daily and has no plans for the rest.

Jiang Zhizhi chuckled and tactfully declined: "Thank you for your praise, leaders. However, I have other things to do recently. I have to focus on my work. I am afraid I can't take care of writing the manuscript."

Commander Shen and Teacher Zhao had a look of understanding in their eyes. What was this kid doing?

That day.

The station director took the China Daily back to the station, and one of the female announcers couldn't help but stare.

"Can you really read it aloud? I've read this manuscript, it's so well written."

The station director's eyes were shining with an unquestionable light, and he laughed loudly, saying with a proud attitude, "That's a must."

"The higher-ups are optimistic about our radio station, so can they not let us promote it?"

"I'm telling you, this is a top priority. People in the camp are promoting it, and we can't fall behind."

At the appointed time, the female announcer turned on the radio on time and read the manuscript of "Labor is the Most Glorious" with passion and emotion.

At the same time, ordinary people who were listening to the radio were fanning themselves with large palm-leaf fans and gathering together to listen to the radio.

As I listened, my blood started boiling.

"This article is the latest good article published in Huaxia Daily!"

"I have seen it. I have seen it."

"The pen is too hard!"

However, one of the old women who looked sharp could not help but lean forward and said with disdain:

"Yesterday, a lesbian who looked like a city girl came over to chat with me and said that this article might not have been written by that little girl! How could she write such an amazing article at such a young age?"

Another lady with a mole on the upper right side of her mouth was shocked: "Could it be that someone ghostwrote it?"

"Who is this girl? How come she is so powerful?"

The sharp-looking old woman was surrounded by people, and seemed to have found a sense of satisfaction. She continued to speak mysteriously in a low voice:

"That woman was wrapped up tightly, so I couldn't tell what she looked like, but she spoke like a city girl. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm only telling you guys this, don't tell anyone else!"

"My goodness, a young military wife in a family compound?"

"She is so young and yet she can join the army. Isn't that the same as marrying an old man?"

After all, in everyone's impression, only officers at the regimental level and above can accompany the army.

How young can one be to be the leader of a group?

"Oh, it's hard to say. Why do you want to marry someone older than you?"

"That's all you can do!"

Originally, these neighbors would gather together to chat whenever something exciting happened.

I don't know who was talking like a loud speaker everywhere, causing a rumor to spread now.

"Comrade Jiang Xiao married an old man."