Panic over the script being stolen enveloped everyone. If resentment was a tangible gas, this small dormitory would have been filled with it.
Jiang Wanxia was very satisfied with everyone's performance, and she even said hypocritically: "I was also worried when I heard it, mainly because I was afraid that it would delay everyone's training progress."
Everyone had a knot in their hearts after Wei Qing’s last incident, and she had to use this opportunity to resolve it.
As expected, the others were just as she thought. They were touched and said, "We can't help it. Wanxia, you dance so well. The lead dancer this time will definitely be chosen from you and Wei Qing."
Jiang Wanxia is a good dancer, so I’m definitely not worried about herself, I’m worried about them.
Thinking of this, everyone had a much better impression of her.
If you think about it carefully, the best dancers in the art troupe are Wei Qing and Jiang Wanxia. Wei Qing is not from their dormitory, so they really shouldn't be prejudiced against Jiang Wanxia because of her.
"Not necessarily." Jiang Wanxia smiled, "Everyone is very good."
After she said that, everyone felt even more guilty and started saying a lot of nice things.
When they were training in the afternoon, they naturally added fuel to the fire and talked about these things.
Before Fu Haitang came to the art troupe, several versions of speculation about her had already circulated.
On the other hand, the people were completely unaware.
Because she had to go to the art troupe the next day, Fu Haitang put away her clothes that night and helped Jiang Yuman with the work.
While the aunt and sister-in-law were cooking, Fu Siyi sat on a stool beside them, with his chubby little hands on both sides, waving them excitedly from time to time.
When Fu Jingchen came in from the door, Jiang Yuman and the others were busy with their backs to the door. Wei Wei didn't make any movement and didn't hear anything behind him.
"Mmm!" Xiaoyi pointed at the door and kept making noises.
He grew up and often made noises, but Jiang Yuman didn't turn her head.
Fu Haitang was talking to her sister-in-law, so of course she didn't care.
Fu Jingchen came over.
A magical scene just happened.
As soon as he got to Xiaoyi, the fat boy, who was chewing his fingers, blinked his big eyes, stared at him, and suddenly said:
"Dad, ah ah, Dad!"
These two words are very clear.
For a moment, Fu Jingchen's hands, which were about to hug him, stopped.
Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang also paused and turned their heads to look.
Fu Haitang was surprised and said: "Xiaoyi, what did you just say!"
If you don’t know, you might think Xiaoyi has learned the same as her.
"Xiaoyi, what did you ask me?" Fu Jingchen also bent down, his eyes slightly excited.
Fu Siyi didn't pay any attention to his mother and aunt. He just looked up at his father in front of him and repeated, "Beep, Dad, Dad!"
The more you talk, the clearer it becomes!
Fu Jingchen felt an indescribable joy surge in his heart. Looking at the little face in front of him that looked like his own, he couldn't help it anymore and hugged him.
Xiaoyi laughed with his arms open. He loved it the most when someone held him and flew like this.
Sometimes I would get so excited that I would say the word "gray".
It’s a pity that he is not even one year old yet, and most of the time he just laughs.
The baby's clear laughter echoed in the yard, warming the atmosphere in the whole yard.
Jiang Yuman looked at this scene with a smile on her face.
"This kid just can't hide it. You just came back and he can't wait."
Fu Jingchen's eyes were warm, "Did you teach him?"
He has been taking care of his son ever since he was born. It would be a lie to say that he doesn't have deep feelings for his son.
His emotions are reserved, but that doesn't mean he has a heart of stone.
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