Captain Fan's expression froze, and he swallowed all his complaints after hearing the news.
Zhuo Qinghuai arrived soon. With him here to accompany them, the people from the art troupe did not stay long. They still had to go and comfort the other female soldiers.
"Are we just going to let the mess of the premiere go like this?" In the car, Team Leader Sun was very angry.
"What else?" Director Fan sighed, "As for the art troupe, just don't let her come." The implication was that Tian Minjing should be expelled.
Team Leader Sun was skeptical about this, but she was also in a bad mood and was afraid that her tone would be too harsh, so she had to purse her lips and endure it.
"We performed quite well," Jiang Yuman suggested. "We can just reinsert the singing at the end. It won't delay anything."
After hearing this, Captain Fan's expression became more serious, and he thanked the others for their support.
Team leader Sun said directly: "Let Zhang Sumei practice. She has a good foundation."
After many rounds of competition, the position of lead singer finally fell into Zhang Sumei's hands. She cherished this opportunity very much and practiced very hard. The leaders of the art troupe immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Zhang Sumei, who has always been old-fashioned, can take over the responsibility again after being substituted in an emergency.
Tian Minjing was quiet. Zhang Yurong said that Zhuo Qinghuai had taken a few days off to take care of her in the hospital.
"She had a big fight with her mother. She didn't want her mother to take care of her and only wanted Qinghuai. I saw Qinghuai yesterday and his eyes were bloodshot," Zhang Yurong added.
Jiang Yuman asked, "What are you arguing about?"
"She was asked to write a note requesting a long vacation. Tian Minjing directly said she wanted to quit the art troupe, and her mother got anxious again. She told her not to come and recommended her sister. This is the first time I've seen Tian Minjing angry. I'm afraid the mother and daughter have become enemies this time."
She and Tian Minjing didn't get along, but she was protecting the fetus and was the children's aunt, so Zhang Yurong's etiquette made it impossible for her to ignore it.
I went to visit with a fruit basket, and unexpectedly I just saw that scene.
"She's a good friend in Qinghuai, and she should support her," Zhang Yurong sighed as she thought of the situation at that time, "If Qinghuai hadn't stopped her, she would have definitely beaten Tian Minjing."
Her daughter's physical condition was different. Most mothers would think about how to make up for their children, but she was busy finding a place for her little daughter.
Jiang Yuman felt a little complicated. To Tian's mother, this daughter who had lost her reputation and was unwilling to help her mother's family was no longer of any value, and she was reluctant to give her any warmth.
Perhaps Zhang Yurong also saw this, and she felt more pity for Tian Minjing. After all, it is difficult to cultivate human kindness in an environment where people have to be strong and aggressive to get love.
When it was time for dinner, Qin Dongling asked Zhang Yurong to stay for dinner and asked about the Zhuo family's situation.
It was obvious that he cared deeply about these matters and asked very carefully.
Fu Jingchen saw all of this and quietly took over Zhuo Qinghuai's affairs during his vacation. Because he was too busy, he stayed in the dormitory at night.
Two days later, Zhuo Qinghuai's vacation ended. After learning about it, he went to his office specially after training.
I didn't meet anyone, so I had to walk back. I passed by the cafeteria and saw a row of dishwashing sinks outside. I went forward and washed my face. The wind blew and I felt sober.
He didn't want to leave the dormitory, so he staggered to the training ground.
Someone is doing pull-ups on a horizontal bar, and the muscles on his arms are strong and beautiful.
Zhuo Qinghuai walked to another horizontal bar, took off his coat, and followed suit without saying a word.
At the beginning, the two of them had an uneven rhythm. After an unknown amount of time, when sweat wet his eyes, Zhuo Qinghuai finally let go of his hands and sat down next to the horizontal bar.
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