Chu Wenzhou sat on his seat with his feet on the table. He picked up the painting and admired it carefully, still recalling the details of their meeting the day before.
Just as I was savoring the memory, Xu Siyu came in.
"You little brat, I saw you running in in a hurry just now. Is my desk a place for you to put your feet?" Xu Simu glared at him when he saw him being so nonchalant as soon as he entered the room.
Chu Wenzhou curled his lips, put away the painting, and put his feet down, "Stingy."
Xu Sifu reminded him, "You promised your mother before. If you fail to deliver the task at another time, it will lower my credibility in front of the old man."
"I can't forget it," Chu Wenzhou stood up, "but uncle, I have changed my mind this time. If I do what you asked, you have to help me find someone."
Xu Siyu looked alert, "Who?"
"A female soldier."
Hearing this, he slapped him and said, "You little bastard, I knew you couldn't change this bad habit..."
"You want to beat your nephew to death."
“…….”
In this way, the uncle and nephew made a fuss in the office for a long time. Chu Wenzhou promised not to harass them, and Xu Siyu reluctantly agreed.
But there are still many conditions, the most important of which is to wait for the military region competition.
In response, Chu Wenzhou accepted it all.
When he came out, he was humming a tune, looking very proud.
My uncle must have thought that he was not serious, but in fact, he was very serious about this female soldier.
They say that love for appearance is superficial, but he is just a superficial person. What's more, such a pleasing face, he would like it even if it was a big fool.
“A-choo!”
Zhuang Wanbai, who was watching everyone rehearse, heard the voice and turned to look at his side, "Yuman, do you have a cold?"
Jiang Yuman shook her head, "No."
She turned her attention back to the crowd, "After the social gathering, everyone's dancing has gotten better and better."
"Yes," Zhuang Wanbai was also satisfied when she talked about this. She smiled and glanced at the two lead dancers. "Fu Haitang and Wei Qing are leading the dance together. They can actually cooperate so well. The results of these ten days are no worse than those of the Jiaoyang Dance Troupe."
Jiang Yuman nodded. Since the day of the holiday, the art troupe has entered into intensive training.
All efforts are rewarded. In just over ten days, the performance effect has improved by leaps and bounds. At this time, the art troupe has a certain chance of winning against the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
When the dance was over, the female soldiers gathered together.
Zhuang Wanbai stepped forward and praised him, "Not bad. You grasped the rhythm and the scene well this time."
It was rare for the female soldiers to be praised, so even if they tried their best to suppress it, some of it showed on their faces.
"However," Zhuang Wanbai changed the subject, "Your good performance now only means that you have not been lazy in the past ten days. If you want good results in the end, you must persevere and work hard in the next month."
She raised her voice, "Do you know what our goal is?"
The female soldiers said in unison: "First place in the extra-large military district performance!"
Zhuang Wanbai put his hands behind his back and said, "If you want to be first, you have to defeat the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe that stands between us. Do you have the confidence?"
“Yes, yes!”
"Very good, let's disband and take a break." Zhuang Wanbai waved his hand.
The female soldiers dispersed in twos and threes. Jiang Yuman did not go back to the dormitory with Zhuang Wanbai, but sat aside to write.
Wei Qing came up at this time, "Teacher Yuman."
"Comrade Wei Qing?" Jiang Yuman put down her pen. "What's wrong?"
"That's right,"
Wei Qing was a little nervous. "This weekend, my grandfather wants to invite you to his house to thank you in person for helping me so much. Do you have time?"
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