Jiang Wanxia was standing in the first row of female soldiers in the art troupe. She was concentrating on singing, but when she saw Jiang Yuman, her pupils shrank.
She didn't expect to see her here.
At first glance, I was worried that I was seeing things.
After taking a closer look, she realized that she was not mistaken. After all, she had only seen such a beautiful person, Jiang Yuman.
Even a place like the art troupe, which produces many beautiful girls, cannot compare with it.
For a moment, my mood was quite complicated.
She had heard about the accident at the Fu family a long time ago. She thought that Jiang Yuman would go to the countryside to suffer, and she would join the art troupe, and the two would never have any intersection again.
Even if we meet again, there will be a world of difference between us.
Who knew this would happen so quickly, and the expected difference was turned upside down.
Jiang Yuman has become even more beautiful.
At first glance, her eyes and eyebrows were extremely bright, and her hair was slightly messy when she turned her head while talking and laughing. Such a confident and beautiful look made it impossible to take your eyes off her.
At this moment, this pair of extremely beautiful eyes looked at her. Jiang Wanxia subconsciously took a deep breath and forced herself not to look away.
Jiang Yuman was not surprised. She had the original owner's memory and of course knew that this was Pan Lanfeng's daughter.
Obviously one is the older sister and the other is the younger sister, but it is very ironic that the other is only nine months older than her.
So the original owner knew very well that Jiang Mingbin and Pan Lanfeng had an affair while his parents were married, so he disliked this younger sister very much.
The original text didn't explain much, and she didn't expect that Jiang Wanxia would join the art troupe.
"Turn right!"
The voice of the art troupe leader interrupted their thoughts for a moment.
Jiang Yuman came back to her senses, turned around and continued talking to Fu Haitang.
Jiang Wanxia was in a miserable situation.
When the leader spoke, she was still distracted and didn't even turn around.
So when the female soldier next to her turned around, their heads bumped heavily.
Not only did his military cap fly out in an instant, but he almost fell down.
Both of them were standing in the first row. This mistake was so obvious that the soldiers around who were paying attention to the art troupe burst into laughter.
"What's going on?" Leader Zhuang of the art troupe asked seriously.
"Report!"
After such a big embarrassment, the female soldier next to Jiang Wanxia blushed and said unhappily: "It was Jiang Wanxia who didn't turn right, so I bumped into her."
Being laughed at by so many people and facing the stare of Team Leader Zhuang, Jiang Wanxia's face turned red enough to look like blood.
Team leader Zhuang looked at her, remembered that she had a talent for dancing, and did not intend to make things difficult for her.
After letting the two men retrieve their military caps, the art troupe was organized to enter the cafeteria for lunch.
After this incident, Jiang Wanxia didn't even know when Jiang Yuman left.
After waiting in line to get her meal and sitting down to eat, she began to ponder one thing:
When she met Fu Jingchen in the military hospital, she felt something was wrong. This time Jiang Yuman could come to join the army, it must be because of 놛.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanxia felt a little proud and a little worried.
What makes me proud is that the title of female soldiers in the art troupe sounds much better than that of military dependents.
But I'm still worried that with Fu Jingchen's promotion, Jiang Yuman will have to return to the capital to grab a house in the future.
She didn't know it before, but after joining the art troupe, she knew what the Shenfeng Camp represented.
This is the elite division of the entire military region, and Fu Jingchen is their boss who is convinced by their words.
With people like Shenfengying here, it's not difficult to gain independence.
Let's not talk about the distant future. Let's take the military district competition three months later as an example. As long as we can win all the awards again, Fu Jingchen might be promoted.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanxia couldn't help but sigh.
That house was too valuable, and she didn't want Jiang Yuman to go back and grab it.
Jiang Wanxia was so absorbed in thinking about these things that she had no intention of talking to the female soldier to ease the atmosphere.
Looking at the other female soldier, Wei Qing, who had just made a fool of herself, the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Their art troupe has always appeared in front of everyone with the best appearance. It was at least her fault that they were embarrassed in public just now. Does Jiang Wanxia not feel any responsibility at all?
For a moment, everyone felt a little strange.
On the other side,
Jiang Yuman and others also returned to the yard.
She didn't think much about Jiang Wanxia's work in the art troupe.
The most important thing to do now is to write a letter to the old couple of the Fu family to report their safety.
In the letter, Jiang Yuman talked about what happened on the road in the past few days and the house they divided.
Of course, in addition to our trivial matters, we also care about the health of our parents.
The letter was very eloquent and detailed, taking up a total of two pages.
"I'll go out and hand it in later." Fu Jingchen said when he saw her put down her pen.
The lunch break was about to end, and I walked over with the letter, just in time.
"No."
Jiang Yuman folded the letter and put it in the envelope, saying, "I also gave the letter to Haitang. When she finishes writing, we will hand it in together."
Having suddenly left her parents, Fu Haitang must have wanted to write a letter to them.
The writer of the letter is happy, and as the recipient, Mr. 괗 must be happy too.
Fu Jingchen understood this, and the corners of his mouth rose. His wife was very thoughtful.
"Okay, go ahead."
Seeing that 놛 had put on his military uniform but was still reluctant to leave, Jiang Yuman stretched out her hand and pushed him away, "You're wasting time if you dawdle here."
"We know how to train ourselves."
"Even if they knew, it wouldn't be good if you, the battalion commander, weren't here."
Jiang Yuman pulled her hand free and said, "Why didn't I realize before that you could be so nagging?"
Perhaps the masters of the school never dreamed that their famous sharpshooter would be described as "nagging" by his wife.
놚 knows that 놛's gun-drawing speed is always very quick and no one can match 놛's speed and accuracy.
Fu Jingchen, however, had a smile in his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it.
"Then remember the way when you go out, and don't go to the training ground." 놛 warned seriously.
Jiang Yuman looked up at 놛, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do I look like someone who would bother you?"
Even if she was stupid, she would not go to the training ground to look for him during training time.
"That's not what I meant," Fu Jingchen smiled helplessly, "It's hot recently, and no one wears clothes on the training ground."
"So you're afraid I'll see this."
While Jiang Yuman was looking at him with amusement, her eyes were also wandering around him, "Do you have any?"
With his eyes narrowed, he looked like a cat patrolling its territory.
She knew that female soldiers would occasionally go to the training ground to improve their physical fitness.
So Fu Jingchen also doesn't wear a shirt when training?
"I can't." Fu Jingchen explained.
No matter how hot it is, I will wear one.
"That's more like it." Jiang Yuman was slightly satisfied. "Only I can see it."
"Well, you can only look at me." Fu Jingchen smiled.
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