Wei Liao looked at Jiang Yuman and spoke up, "Comrade Jiang Yuman, right? I heard that you are the scriptwriting teacher of the art troupe."
"Commander Xi, yes." Jiang Yuman nodded.
"Yes, I have the impression that all screenwriters are young women with brilliant literary talent like Teacher Wen Xin."
Wei Liao laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that there would be someone like you who could hit ten rings."
When compared, Wen Xin's face looked like a color palette had been overturned, all red and green.
Jiang Yuman didn't think too much about it and said to herself, "They are all extraordinary performances."
Thinking about Zheng Liujiang's introduction just now, she also looked at Wei Liao in front of her without leaving a trace.
It seems that this should be Wei Qing's grandfather.
"Extraordinary performance also has a solid foundation."
Wei Liao likes humble young people, "Not everyone has the ability to do everything."
Even though he hasn't seen the script written by Jiang Yuman, but looking at her temperament, Wei Liao feels that it won't be too bad.
Thinking of this, he encouraged them, "Keep up the good work and strive to see you two receive awards on stage at the military competition in two months."
It is obvious that he has high hopes from what he said.
"Yes." Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang saluted again.
Looking at this scene, Zheng Liujiang couldn't stop smiling.
It’s so embarrassing, too embarrassing!
They are worthy of being the Fu family, the whole family is so outstanding!
"By the way, is your art troupe all here today?" Wei Liao suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
Jiang Yuman understood that he did not see Wei Qing. "No, a female soldier was injured and is recovering."
Wei Liao frowned, as if thinking about something.
Not many people knew that Wei Qing was his granddaughter. Even if they wanted to find out about the situation, they would have to wait until after the meeting today to ask Su Wenzheng.
"Mr. Wei, how long have we been out here? The meeting is about to start, it's time to get ready." Zheng Liujiang interrupted at the right time.
Zheng Wei Liao wanted to meet Su Wenzheng as soon as possible and inquire about Wei Qing's situation, so he nodded.
Before turning around, seeing Fu Jingchen staring at Jiang Yuman, he joked, "Isn't the training of your wife the same as your training of the Shenfeng Camp?"
The Shenfeng Battalion was well-known throughout the military region, and Wei Liao had also witnessed the cruelty of their training.
Thinking about how good his wife's shooting skills are, he couldn't help but ask one more question.
Fu Jingchen looked up and exchanged glances with Jiang Yuman before saying, "No."
"That's right." Wei Liao put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "Don't be like Xiang Lifeng, the girl won't like it."
Hearing Xiang Lifeng's name, Fu Haitang lowered her head slightly and tried her best to control the corners of her mouth from turning down, for she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back her laughter.
Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen also looked at each other from a distance with smiles in their eyes.
"Okay, let's go."
After Wei Liao shared his experience, he turned around with satisfaction, and the others hurriedly followed.
Wen Xin and Ji Fangshu lagged behind by a few steps, feeling uneasy.
Especially Wenxin.
She was once praised by Mr. Wei for her poem "Forward", and she has always been proud of it. Her good reputation spread throughout the military region.
The military district competition has not yet been held, but Jiang Yuman was praised by Mr. Wei, which gave her a long-lost sense of crisis.
"Even if she's a good shooter, the screenwriter looks at the quality of the script she creates."
Ji Fangshu saw her uneasiness and comforted her: "Believe in "Liehuo" and believe in Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe."
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