Naturally, Fu Jingchen's role was not large, mainly because she had met Su Wenzheng and unexpectedly got along well with the troupe leader. She had already started writing the play.
Poor Qin Dongling and Xu Mei, who were thousands of miles away from each other, were looking forward to their daughter coming back soon. However, people from the "Literary Supplement" came, and their precious daughter was left there.
Qin Dongling had no choice but to shamelessly send a telegram, asking Commander Zheng of the 22nd Division to mediate.
It was at this time that Commander Zheng learned that Qin Yuman was actually the only daughter of the Chief of General Staff.
He wanted to persuade her to go, but Qin Yuman had already written a very good script. Under Su Wenzheng's lobbying, Zheng Liujiang chose to turn a blind eye.
Anyway, they just treat the little girl well. There are many spoiled girls in Cixi. Now is the age when Qin Yuman should work hard.
Zheng Liujiang would never admit it, he just wanted to show off the 22nd Division Art Troupe.
Qin Yuman had no idea what was going on in Master Zheng's mind.
Her talent for drama improved by leaps and bounds, and she wrote with divine intervention. Gradually, she adapted to life here and became friends with the female soldiers.
Of course, there were a few times when she met Fu Jingchen in the cafeteria, and it was difficult for her not to look at him.
For some reason, every time she looked at Fu Jingchen, she felt a strange throbbing.
At times like this, Qin Yuman felt particularly sorry that her mother was not with her. Xu Mei was her best friend, and most of the time she was willing to chat with her as an equal.
If her mother were here, she could tell her all her feelings. This feeling, similar to falling in love with a boy, was something she had never experienced in her previous life.
that's all,
During the day, I think about the drama and watch the female soldiers train.
Rest and daydream at night.
Soon, the day of the military competition arrived.
Qin Yuman watched the game with the 22nd Division Art Troupe.
I have to say that the military competition was extremely exciting, especially the Shenfeng Battalion, which was a medal harvester.
At the beginning, Qin Yuman would break out in a cold sweat, but after reading it over again, every time she saw their familiar faces, she would feel relieved involuntarily.
"The weighted cross-country shooting is about to begin." Someone said.
The entire crowd rushed over, and Qin Yuman also went to look, and indeed saw Fu Jingchen's figure.
The invincible Shenfeng Camp was no different from everyone else at this moment. They all looked at the field with burning eyes, curious and full of infinite confidence in that figure.
Fu Jingchen obviously did not disappoint their expectations.
The first place result was like the most primitive stimulant, and everyone in the Shenfeng Camp blushed with excitement.
Qin Yuman didn’t know if she was influenced by them, but she felt her face was also red.
As she stood on the sidelines, what had just happened kept repeating in her mind. She felt her breathing quicken, and even though she couldn't see, her eyes were very bright.
Fu Jingchen came out of the shooting range and stopped subconsciously when he saw her.
This beautiful female comrade whom he had seen at that performance also made him feel very different.
It's not just her beautiful and charming face, but also that mysterious and unfathomable feeling.
Fu Jingchen felt that he might like this lesbian a little, especially that she only looked at him?
Like now, she was looking at him intently... the medal hanging around her neck.
According to Fu Jingchen's previous character, no, if there was anyone else here besides her, he would definitely pretend not to see it and walk away.
But looking at Qin Yuman, he couldn't move his feet, and even took two steps closer to her.
Qin Yuman raised her head and looked at him, speechless for a moment.
The genius that everyone admired just now was now standing in front of him.
Fu Jingchen spoke first, his voice a little low, "Do you want this medal?"
“……?”
Qin Yuman didn't react. What did it mean that she wanted a medal?
But she didn't say anything, so Fu Jingchen thought she agreed and took off the medal and handed it to her.
His palm was still hot, and at this moment, the heat seemed to flow through the medal and into Qin Yuman's heart.
As they looked at each other, she couldn't help but smile.
In the cluttered training ground, she was as beautiful as a blooming white peony, delicate and pure.
Fu Jingchen could only hear the sound of his own heart beating.
From this moment on, their story begins again completely and thoroughly.
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