Jiang Wanxia also reacted at this time, and quickly said: "I would like to sincerely apologize to Comrade Wei Qing, but this performance is the collective honor of our cultural troupe, I am willing to make up for my mistakes."
The implication is that as long as she is made the lead dancer, she can lead the Wenyu Troupe to win against the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
The female soldiers looked at each other, only Fu Haitang curled her lips.
"Soldiers must obey the orders of the army, and the army must embody equal opportunities and equality."
Yang Yun was unmoved. "The original lead dancer was Comrade Wei Qing. You made Comrade Wei Qing unable to dance. If we still appoint you as the lead dancer of the Cultural Troupe, wouldn't that disappoint Comrade Wei Qing?"
These words not only explained to all the female soldiers in the Cultural Corps, but also hit Jiang Wanxia hard in the face like a slap in the face.
It completely eliminated her little thoughts and made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.
what to do……
Not only did he fail to obtain the qualification to be the lead dancer in the cultural troupe, but he was also given a serious warning.
If she didn't do anything to erase this mark in the future, it would remain in her file for the rest of her life, like a shadow.
Jiang Wanxia clenched her fists, lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
There was even a hint of tears in his voice.
The other members of the literary group didn't mind at all. Instead, they pursed their lips and looked at Yang Yun and the others with shining eyes.
With such a fair and upright leader, they feel comfortable even though their troupe's reputation is far inferior to that of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
People should learn to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Today it was Wei Qing who was hurt, but maybe tomorrow it would be them who were hurt.
They are not as good at dancing as Wei Qing. If Jiang Wanxia is not dealt with seriously, wouldn't she suffer in vain?
"Okay, all of you go up and practice dancing."
Yang Yun waved her hand and did not forget to say to Jiang Wanxia: "Find a private time to apologize to Comrade Wei Qing seriously. If you fail to follow through, apologize to Comrade Wei Qing in front of everyone."
"I understand, Director Yang." Jiang Wanxia bit her lips so hard that they almost drew blood.
The other female soldiers lined up to go to the training room, while she returned to the dormitory wiping her tears.
After everyone had left, Zhuang Wanbai smiled:
"I know you're unhappy, but I've never seen you so angry."
Yang Yunyu: "You and I both come from art troupes, so you know how important legs are to us. There aren't many opportunities to perform like this during our military careers, and I get angry just thinking about it!"
Just by thinking about it, she felt uncomfortable.
Isn't it the same for Zhuang Wanbai?
They all saw Wei Qing's talent, but it would be a lifelong regret if she couldn't perform on stage because of this plan.
The two sighed for a while.
Seeing Xiao Yi in Jiang Yuman's arms covering his eyes with his hands because of the sun, he quickly waved and said, "Come on, let's go into the office and sit down. By the way, we can discuss the next training plan. Then..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure came running over in a hurry.
"Director Yang, Captain Su, you guys go over there!"
Looking closely, he saw that the person in front of him was the soldier guarding the entrance of the Cultural Corps.
Several people looked at each other. Didn’t Captain Su just say that he would write a document? How did they suddenly pass by?
Realizing that something was wrong, Director Yang asked one more question: "Did the team leader tell us what we were going to do?"
"Yes." The man nodded, "It's Director Ji and Teacher Wen Xin from the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe!"
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