Chapter 245: The Son’s Debt Is Paid by the Father (1/2)



Having said that, not to mention Su Wenzheng, even Fu Haitang next to her looked at Jiang Yumen a few more times.

The sister-in-law is defending her brother in front of Captain Su.

Realizing this, Fu Haitang bit her lip and smiled.

"You, you," Su Wenzheng couldn't help laughing, "It's a good thing that Commander Zheng couldn't hear it."

The relationship between this couple is so good that it is visible to the naked eye.

But this is also good. As a former literary and artistic worker, she knows one thing very well: good family relationships are the fertile soil for literature. Only when life is happy can the desire to create be infinitely extended.

It is best for Jiang Yuman to be like this. Perhaps she can write good scripts in the future, instead of being a flash in the pan like Wen Xin.

Thinking of Wen Xin, the smile on Su Wenzheng's face faded.

She sat up straight and coughed lightly, "I have something else to tell you this time."

Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang looked at her.

After organizing her words for a while, Su Wenzheng finally spoke, "Yesterday, I received a notice that Teacher Wenxin would be transferred to the art troupe."

"Isn't she the screenwriter of Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe?" Upon hearing this, Fu Haitang had a strange look on his face.

Before, you insisted on cooperating with the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, and now that the Tenth Division Art Troupe has become famous, you shamelessly want to come over. Is this okay?

"According to the requirements, the art troupe should have two scriptwriting teachers. But there is only one at the moment, so the union asked her to come here to assist for three months."

Su Wenzheng explained carefully, "In the past three months, our group's performances will be based on "Hot Blood Youth", and she is just assisting in daily training."

After the extra-large military region performance, the Tenth Division Art Troupe and "Hot Blood Youth" have been closely linked.

Even if Wen Xin knew the content of the training, other song and dance troupes would not snatch away the honor that belonged to them.

It’s just because of the previous “Fire” incident that everyone can’t help but feel uncomfortable.

"I understand." Jiang Yuman nodded.

Seeing her so calm, Su Wenzheng breathed a sigh of relief and talked about going to other troops for performances.

After staying in the office for half an hour, the aunt and sister-in-law finally came out.

"Sister-in-law, Wenxin is coming to our art troupe. Aren't you annoyed at all?" Fu Haitang asked as soon as they went out.

Jiang Yuman reminded her, "I wrote "Hot Blooded Youth"."

With this sentence, Fu Haitang was stunned at first, and then he laughed.

"That being said," she muttered, "I don't think she's here for any good."

Jiang Yumen was silent. In the storyline, apart from describing how Wen Xin returned to the top with "Liehuo", she did not spend any more time writing about this character.

Just from seeing him a few times at the military district competition, she could sense that he was mean and conceited.

Her specific purpose could only be known after she arrived at the art troupe.

In short, Jiang Yuman firmly believed that since she could beat Wen Xin once, she had the confidence to beat her twice, three times, and every time.

After the afternoon training, as soon as it was dismissed, Fu Jingchen turned and left the training ground.

Looking at his hurried back, Ma Laosan widened his eyes and whispered, "Isn't that our dormitory? That's the staff quarters, right?"

The dormitory and the family quarters are in two directions, which are obviously not on the same line.

“It’s the family compound!”

The others' eyes sparkled, "The captain has returned to his family compound... Could it be that my sister-in-law and younger sisters are back?"

"It must be!" Fan Qiang said excitedly, "The team leader has been driving out these past two days, so he must have been brought back today! We've finally waited for it."

"I made it through. I made it through."

A group of men stretched out their hands and clenched their fists. If they were not covered in sweat and stench, they would have wanted to hug each other.

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