What she said is true.
Although the previous two Shenfeng Battalions also won good results in the military district competitions, they did not achieve such comprehensive results as today.
Even though they worked in factories, they heard that the art troupe had won praise from all the leaders this time.
Thinking about being able to see the performance tonight, everyone was full of energy on their way home from get off work.
"Of course not," Fu Haitang laughed, "It was all written by my sister-in-law."
They were chatting across the yard, their voices were not loud, but the people next door could hear it clearly.
"I didn't realize Captain Fu's sister is also a big shot."
While picking vegetables, Du Qiuxi rolled her eyes towards the door opposite her. "What kind of screenwriter is this? I think it's just a fabrication! Just fool yourself. Sister Bai Ping actually believed it."
Several military wives came to her house today. After hearing this, they looked at each other in bewilderment, "Sister Qiuxi, is this true?"
In the past, they were busy with work and had no idea about the situation of Captain Fu’s wife.
After hearing what the other party said today, Du Qiuxi said this again. Everyone realized that there was explosive news and pricked up their ears.
"Sister-in-law, you don't know," Du Qiuxi told her everything that happened before, and then said:
"It's OK that she just boasted without thinking before, but we all heard that the performance of the art troupe this time was even better than the previous number one song and dance troupe."
With a curled lip and a look of disdain on her face, she said, "She's a military wife, how can she compare to other people's professionals? She's just deceiving us!"
The other military wives seemed to be thinking about something.
After a pause, someone said, "I heard from my husband that the scriptwriter teacher of the art troupe is very good and scored ten rings in the shooting competition."
"That's right,"
Du Qiuxi snorted coldly, full of confidence, "Not only is she good at writing, but she is also good at shooting. She actually pretended to be me. I feel ashamed for her."
The relationship between men and women is a serious issue. Not everyone knows the identities of the female soldiers who have achieved good results in the military district competition.
Therefore, even if some military wives heard their husbands talk about what happened yesterday, they still didn’t know who the five words “Ten Rings of the Art Troupe” represented.
Seeing Du Qiuxi's solemn assurance, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.
But one military wife wondered, "Why did she lie?"
"What else could it be?" Du Qiuxi put the basket aside. "It's just that I said something about her before, and she deliberately used words to shut me up!"
The others looked at each other in bewilderment, "She's still like this?"
Normally, when Jiang Yuman met them on the street, she would greet them with a smile. It was really hard to imagine that she would do this.
Du Qiuxi glanced in the direction of the door opposite and said, "The truth will come out sooner or later. Aren't we going to attend a bonfire party tonight? Let's see how she tries to cover up her lie then!"
The other military wives remained silent, apparently agreeing with this.
As they sat together, the topic quickly turned to other places.
Jiang Yuman, who lives next door, doesn't know yet that someone is thinking about slapping her in the face.
After the aunt and sister-in-law coaxed Xiaoyi to sleep, they waited in the yard for a while. When they couldn't wait for Fu Jingchen, they went to their rooms.
Jiang Yuman was not sleepy. She did not take a nap after going to the bedroom. Instead, she took a pen and continued to think about the next script.
Wenxin's words today reminded her indirectly that having only one script was not enough and she needed to think more.
She was writing and drawing on the paper, and just as she was organizing her thoughts and starting to write, the door was pushed open.
Turning around, Fu Jingchen walked in from outside.
Jiang Yuman averted her gaze and asked casually, "What did you say? It took so long."
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