Seeing them coming, everyone looked over.
Some were curious, some were surprised, and many people secretly glanced at Fu Haitang several times.
"Isn't this Fu Haitang's sister-in-law? Why is she walking with Team Leader Zhuang?" The voices of people in the back row were as soft as mosquitoes.
Seeing Captain Su and the others turn around, another female soldier became a little bolder and said in a louder voice, "Yes, could it be that she is our screenwriter?"
Fu Haitang was standing in front of them, so she could naturally hear what they said clearly, and there was confusion and expectation in her eyes.
"How is that possible?"
Jiang Wanxia tilted her head slightly, "Do you think anyone can be a screenwriter? After all, you are a screenwriter for the Wenyu Group, how can your requirements be so low?"
As she spoke, there was a hint of disdain at the corners of her lips.
No one knows better than Jiang Yuman how much knowledge she has. Not to mention writing scripts, she didn't even write essays when she was in school.
Every time it's a failure.
Fortunately, she was the daughter of a female martyr, otherwise she would have been persuaded to drop out of the school affiliated to the textile factory long ago.
Now that she came here with Team Leader Zhuang, it must be that Team Leader Zhuang took her words to heart and was asking her not to come to the Wenyu Group again.
As for how Team Leader Zhuang knew Jiang Yuman... Jiang Wanxia chose to ignore this point.
In short, subconsciously, she was not willing to associate Jiang Yuman with the identity of a screenwriter.
"Who do you think has low requirements?"
Fu Haitang turned around and said, "My sister-in-law is very good at studying, okay? She is good at reading and writing!"
From the beginning to the end, Jiang Yuman was Fu Haitang's explosive point.
At first I hated her and would roll my eyes at anyone who mentioned her. Now she is protecting her. She gets angry with anyone who speaks ill of her sister-in-law.
Jiang Wanxia glanced ahead and saw that Captain Su and Yang Yun were not paying attention to this side, so she said: "You have really been deceived!"
"How do you know I was badly deceived?"
Fu Haitang's impression of her became worse, "Can you know my sister-in-law better than me?"
"...Anyway, she is definitely not the screenwriter." Jiang Wanxia felt a breath stuck in her chest and her face turned red.
She felt that Fu Haitang must have done it on purpose.
She was sure that she would not admit that Jiang Yuman was her sister, so she blocked her on purpose.
But these words really hit her sore spot. Even though she was very dissatisfied, she could only say these meaningless words.
Fu Haitang didn't want to pay any attention to her.
The others did not join in the argument, but seeing that Jiang Wanxia's words were untenable, they all felt that this was not impossible.
Just like that, amid the puzzled and curious gazes of the crowd, Jiang Yuman and Zhuang Wanqi walked up to the crowd.
Being stared at by so many people, Xiaoyi seemed to know that this occasion was very important and he remained silent.
Captain Su looked around and formally introduced him: "I'm sure everyone knows that our cultural troupe has changed the scriptwriter for the military district performance three months later."
After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Yuman with a smile on his face, "Everyone, let me introduce you. This is our screenwriter teacher, Ms. Yuman."
The voice fell,
The female soldiers all widened their eyes, and Fu Haitang's expression was even more exaggerated, with her mouth wide open.
Did she hear it right? My sister-in-law actually became the screenwriter teacher of the literary group!
Even though she was arguing so hard that her face turned red, she actually didn't think in that direction.
etc!
If my sister-in-law really becomes a screenwriter, doesn't that mean I can see her anytime and anywhere in the future?
Realizing this, Fu Haitang was so excited that he wanted to run a few laps at the training ground like a wild horse!
It was only when he looked at Captain Su and others that he forced himself to suppress the impulse.
She was happy, but Jiang Wanxia was not.
Facing the vague stares from all around, she clenched her fists and looked up at Jiang Yuman, who was at the front of the crowd, wishing she could stare two holes in her body.
She couldn't imagine how Jiang Yuman could suddenly become a screenwriter teacher in the literary troupe?
Is the threshold for screenwriting in literary groups so low now?
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