Chapter 401: The 22nd Division Art Troupe Can Do It (2/2)



Jiang Yuman laughed, "That's not the case."

The estrangement between the two had long been eliminated through many interactions. Moreover, although they both did not want to recognize Ji Fangshu, they were relatives who knew each other well.

Therefore, when Gao Fei met An Xiao backstage, his attitude was quite bad.

Her mouth could make people angry or angry at the same time. Every word she said hit the point where An Xiao wanted to take all the credit, and she directly helped Jiang Yuman to clear her name in front of others.

An Xiao originally wanted to ignore this matter and let everyone forget it slowly, but Gao Fei brought it up in public and even exposed him. You can imagine how he felt.

If looks could kill, Gao Fei would have died countless times.

But Gao Fei didn't care. She had attracted countless hatreds, and one more An Xiao wouldn't make any more, and one less An Xiao wouldn't make any less.

After becoming such a young and excellent screenwriter, no matter how well you perform, there will still be people who say bad things about you, so it’s better to just go with the flow.

Anyway, there are so many people who dislike her, but no one has ever really made her suffer.

As it turned out, Gao Fei was still too young.

Sometimes, you can't say too much.

Just as the performance was about to begin, the director of the General Military Region Art Troupe suddenly found her and said that there were glass shards in the female soldiers' shoes and several performance costumes were damaged.

Hearing this, blood rushed to Gao Fei's head instantly, and he was almost stunned. "Who did it?"

"There are dozens of people backstage, and it's impossible to check not only our show but other people's shows as well."

Captain Fan spoke in an anxious tone. Something happened at this critical juncture, and even she was a little confused.

He took a deep breath and continued, "I've already reported this matter. The female soldier's wound needs to be bandaged, so the musical can't be performed."

"Teacher Gao Fei, 'Revolutionary Female Militia' has a two-hour performance time, and no other program can take its place now." When saying this, Captain Fan's expression was more serious than ever.

This was an occasion that concerned the international reputation of the team. All parties had put in considerable effort, and there were even dozens of plans for controlling the situation at the last minute.

The number of people performing other shows has not increased or decreased. If something goes wrong in the most crucial musical, no one can cover it up after such a long time.

No one can escape subsequent accountability.

After thinking about the consequences, the two of them broke out in cold sweats. At this point, they had no time to find out who did it. The most important thing was to fill the hole first.

Gao Fei forced himself to calm down and went to the director team. "How many shows are left?"

"There are also martial arts performances, dancing and singing, about forty minutes. What's the matter?" The directors thought they were simply asking about the appearance time and their expressions were very relaxed.

Gao Fei's forehead was covered with sweat. Even though she was as rebellious as she was, she understood how serious the situation was.

We must seize every minute and every second.

So she did not hide it anymore and told the director team about the General Military Region's Labor Union.

The entire director team fell silent, everyone was so shocked that they were speechless.

This is a musical, a full two hours of musical.

Even coordinating the timing of a single song is complicated, let alone such a long time.

"We have no way to coordinate the time," the director team said directly, "wait until this is over and see what the higher-ups decide on the punishment."

Not only will there be penalties, but it will also bring shame to the country.

"Something happened to the General Military Region's labor corps, but the other labor corps are fine," Gao Fei looked at them. "Can we let the other labor corps take over?"

As long as there is a program, it is no better than doing nothing.

Some people shook their heads and said, "Who can replace the level of "Revolutionary Female Militia"?" Obviously they did not agree.

"Why not?" Gao Fei had calmed down. "The 22nd Division's Workers' Corps can do it."

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