The military office resembled this environment, square and solemn. The rather large area contained only the desk and the bookshelf behind it, and even the chairs for guests were simple wooden stools.
Jiang Yuman inserted the wintersweets she brought from the yard. The bright yellow buds looked full of vitality.
Fu Jingchen gave up his desk to let Jiang Yuman write a manuscript, while he occupied a small part of the desk next to it to read some issued documents.
These documents did not require signatures and were just some current affairs. Jiang Yuman glanced at them casually and paused.
"Mr. Shi Wenjin is planning to return home with his students. What a coincidence!"
Her voice was quite low, and she tended to mutter to herself. But Fu Jingchen never let her words fall on the ground.
"What's the matter?" He glanced at the newspaper. "Have you heard of this doctor?"
Shi Wenjin is an outstanding medical talent. He took his students abroad for three years to study Western medicine in depth. It is foreseeable that after he returns to the General Military Region Hospital and joins hands with President Gao, he will make great contributions to the development of Western medicine in the motherland.
"No," Jiang Yuman shook her head, "I just suddenly understood something."
Her poem "My Heart for the Motherland" was originally inspired by the sight of young leaves shedding their outer coverings, but unexpectedly, it coincided with the news that was about to be announced.
No wonder Captain Fan is so excited, and no wonder the leaders have been paying close attention to the training progress.
Only when literature and art are closely linked with current affairs can the impact of events be maximized and tell all compatriots that we all bleed the same blood.
For the sake of its stance, even if "My Motherland, My Heart" is a relatively ordinary book, it will be praised to the highest position during this special period.
What's more, this is a very good script, no worse than "Revolutionary Female Militia" and "Dawn".
When she came to her senses, she saw Fu Jingchen still looking at her, so she did not hide it and told him the whole story.
"I'm lucky too," she said modestly.
Fu Jingchen said admiringly, "You were born to be a screenwriter."
Jiang Yuman's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles. She stood up and fiddled with the wintersweets in the vase, breaking off the extra branches. Her happiness was visibly evident.
On that day, everyone who saw the couple said that they were a perfect match.
The next day, the news of the returning doctor spread quietly, and the female soldiers of the General Military Region Art Troupe trained even harder. Jiang Yuman often ate half of her meal in the cafeteria, and other female soldiers came in hurriedly.
There are strict regulations on lunch time, and they shorten the meal time to increase training time.
The leaders and Captain Fan were very satisfied with this. The food in the cafeteria was obviously better, because they were worried that they would get sick from working themselves to death.
But no matter how many dishes she makes, Zhang Sumei always eats the lightest meals because she has to protect her throat.
Due to Captain Fan's warning, Tian Minjing has been well behaved recently, but unlike other female soldiers in the choir, she only eats light meals.
"The lead singer has already been decided. I wonder what's the point of me learning from you every day." Noticing this, Tao Xiaotong said to Zhang Sumei privately.
Zhang Sumei was also surprised, but she didn't want to think too badly of anyone. "Maybe her throat is uncomfortable, or she likes to eat light food!"
Tao Xiaotong was a little speechless. "Everyone knows that she has a very picky taste and has always liked things with strong flavors. You always think too highly of others, and sooner or later you will fall."
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