Chu Yanlong didn't know what his wife was thinking. He hadn't yet let go of what happened at noon, so even though they were sitting next to each other, he didn't talk to Xu Yajun.
It was not until other leaders of the 19th Division arrived one after another that he began to talk to others.
As the head of the 22nd Division Art Troupe, Su Wenzheng went backstage before entering the venue and arrived a little late.
"Comrade Su Wenzheng."
Hearing the noise, Chu Yanlong turned and looked over. "I went to the headquarters this time, but I didn't get to see your art troupe. I must learn more this time."
"I will definitely not let Master Chu down."
Don't be fooled by Su Wenzheng's serious answer.
In fact, she was secretly complaining: It's a good thing I didn't go, otherwise my son would have caused such a big trouble, and he wouldn't have been able to find a crack in the ground to crawl into at the scene.
Of course, she also knew that this was just a polite remark. Since the Chu family had that kind of relationship with Ji Fangshu, others would definitely hope that Hongchu was from the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
Both sides said one thing and meant another, and after a hypocritical conversation, they looked away.
In the not-so-small rehearsal hall, there was no other sound except the sound of people looking for seats.
At this moment, Chu Yanlong's guard walked in from the door.
I don't know what they talked about, but the two of them quickly got up and left.
After a while, he came in with two people.
Su Wenzheng took a casual glance and saw that it was Zheng Liujiang and Fu Jingchen who came in. She thought she had seen it wrong.
When he realized it was indeed them, he quickly stood up from his seat.
"Commander, why are you here?" She stepped out and let Zheng Liujiang sit inside.
As for Fu Jingchen, he sat next to her.
There weren't many seats in the first row, but Fu Jingchen was already the head of the regiment and a trusted and beloved general of Zheng Liujiang, so no one had any objection to him sitting here.
"Our art troupe is having a performance, so I came over to take a look on my way." Zheng Liujiang said casually after sitting down.
The others were ashamed, because the vehicles of the 19th and 22nd Divisions were not close, and they couldn't see where they were going.
But Zheng Liujiang didn't care whether others believed it or not. After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pull Chu Yanlong to talk about the manual.
"The Divine Vanguard Battalion is so powerful because of these daily trainings. Now we are all training at this intensity, so it won't be a problem to train another Divine Vanguard Battalion in the future..."
At the beginning, Chu Yanlong could still nod in response. The more he listened, the more numb his expression became, and in the end, he could hardly keep up even the superficial effort.
He was completely clear.
The old fellow Zheng Liujiang came to the 19th Division not to watch the performance of the art troupe, but to show off in front of him.
Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze and looked at the empty stage.
Seeing this, Zheng Liujiang took out the manual and showed him a few places. "Look here. In fact, anti-exposure training can greatly improve the combat capability of individual soldiers."
Hearing this, Chu Yanlong barely regained some interest and looked over intently.
Seeing him looking at him, Zheng Liujiang quickly moved his fingers as if he was guarding against a thief.
With this blockage, I can't see anything.
Even though Chu Yanlong was good at disguising himself, he was still so angry that his head was buzzing.
I almost swallowed the words that were on the tip of my tongue.
Zheng Liujiang also knew his limits and soon started talking to others about it.
Just like that, after he had blatantly shown off in all directions, he finally felt relaxed physically and mentally. He leaned back in his chair with peace of mind and set his sights on the stage.
Su Wenzheng sat next to him with her whole body. Occasionally, she caught a glimpse of the serious Fu Jingchen from the corner of her eye, and she could hardly suppress the smile on her face.
Zheng Liujiang kept talking about the daily training of the Shenfeng Camp. Apart from him, who else knew so much about it?
She didn't expect it either.
Such a cold and aloof person, but he would actually spend time thinking about these things with his wife.
Even though Jiang Yuman was still in the backstage at this time, I don't know what her expression would be when she saw Fu Jingchen coming.
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