Jiang Wanxia was thinking about finding an opportunity to respond to the problem, and her attention was not on the door.
After a while, when I looked at the door again, Jiang Yuman had already left.
Fu Haitang came in from the door with a smile on her face.
People who are friends with her all say, "Haitang, your sister-in-law is so nice and comes to see you often."
"Yes," Fu Haitang smiled as she mentioned Jiang Yuman, "Sister-in-law is the best."
"We've been wanting to say this for a long time. Your sister-in-law is so beautiful." The others looked at each other and said, "She's just like those movie stars."
Jiang Wanxia curled the corner of her mouth sarcastically. Without that face, could she marry into the Fu family?
According to Pan Lanfeng, Jiang Yuman looks almost exactly like her deceased mother. So even though they have the same father but different mothers, they don't have many similarities.
The advantage is that others can guess their identities at a glance, and the disadvantage is that the difference in appearance between the two sisters is not big.
Although she was considered a beauty, she was definitely not the kind of beauty who would become the center of attention just by standing there.
When they went out together in the past, everyone would praise Jiang Yuman, but the compliments to her were very perfunctory.
Because of this, she has liked Jiang Yuman since she was a child.
"Yes, she is the most beautiful person I have ever seen." Fu Haitang's voice continued to come over, "She is also very good at writing and reading. In short, she is very outstanding."
Hearing this, Jiang Wanxia almost wanted to roll her eyes.
Good at reading and writing? Is she sure she is talking about Jiang Yumen?
It seems that Fu Haitang is also full of nonsense, and what he says is not credible at all.
"As expected, we are a family and we live together."
"The one we're honoring in this performance is your brother. The two of you are a perfect match!"
Fu Haitang loved to hear these words and enjoyed talking to them.
Jiang Wanxia became more and more annoyed as she listened, and prepared to find a faraway corner to practice.
When he stood up, he made a lot of noise on purpose.
The others looked in her direction in surprise and whispered, "What's wrong with her?"
Wei Qing said, "Who knows? These past few days have been very strange."
"Alright, alright, let's stop talking and just practice."
"Haitang, how did you do that move yesterday? Can you teach me? I feel like I'm not very energetic when I jump."
"good."
Seeing that Wei Qing actually asked Fu Haitang for advice, Jiang Wanxia's eyes became even colder.
His mind raced, thinking about when to tell Team Leader Zhuang what had just happened.
At this moment,
Team leader Zhuang is in Captain Su's office.
"Captain, what do you want to talk to you about?" Team leader Zhuang asked respectfully.
Having just solved a troublesome matter, Director Su was in a very good mood. "Wanbai, the script has been decided. The screenwriter will come to the art troupe in the next two days to guide everyone. You must cooperate well."
"When the military district performs, our art troupe will be able to show its best spirit."
Zhuang Wanbai's expression brightened. "Is it Teacher Wenxin's play?"
She misunderstood intentionally.
Captain Su looked so relaxed, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the performance.
In addition to Teacher Wenxin's love, she thought of other people.
“Yes.”
Unexpectedly, Captain Su denied it, "It's a new screenwriter teacher, you haven't heard of him."
Seeing that his old subordinates were confused, Captain Su smiled and said, "It's a young screenwriter. I've seen the play this time. The quality is very high, but not as good as Teacher Wenxin's."
"So that's how it is," Zhuang Wanbai breathed a sigh of relief, "I see, Captain, then shall we arrange a dormitory for the screenwriter?"
Captain Su hesitated for a moment and said, "You arrange it."
The screenwriter needs to follow up at any time.
Although Jiang Yuman lived in the staff quarters, she still had to practice in the morning and evening to catch up with the progress.
There are dormitories, which is convenient for lunch breaks.
Zhuang Wanbai nodded, said a few words, and turned to go out to prepare.
Like the female soldiers in the art troupe, the screenwriter teacher lives in a single room dormitory.
Although it is also on the first floor, the conditions are much better.
With the instruction of Captain Su, Zhuang Wanbai went to the military headquarters to borrow someone, moved all the furniture into the room, and gave it a simple clean.
Because of this, she did not show up in the practice room during the morning dance practice time.
In the afternoon, the female soldiers of the art troupe went to the training ground.
Team leader Zhuang appeared briefly, took them to the training ground, and left quickly.
Jiang Wanxia didn't even find a chance to complain.
In the afternoon at the training ground, Captain Hao led everyone to stand at attention and run. She was so tired and sweaty that she soon had no time to think about anything else.
It wasn't until I finished washing up and lay in bed at night that I thought of this.
"By the way, what have you guys been busy with today?" At this moment, someone in the room asked.
"I heard about it,"
The female soldier on the upper bunk was lying on her stomach, looking down at them. "I heard that we will have a scriptwriting teacher coming soon. Team Leader Zhuang is probably preparing for this."
"Zhang Qi, how come you are so well-informed?" The others looked at each other and smiled.
"I went to the toilet today and heard Team Leader Zhuang instructing the people to help move things." Zhang Qi explained.
Everyone suddenly realized.
For a moment, I felt novel and nervous.
"Will the new scriptwriting teacher be Mr. Wenxin?"
"Don't think about it. It's Teacher Wenxin. The team leader has already come to inform us. It must be another screenwriter."
Hearing this, the others immediately curled their lips, "That's hopeless. Who can compete with Teacher Wen Xin? When the military district's grand performance comes, we will just be laughed at."
Jiang Wanxia thought so too.
Of course, she not only regretted the drama, but also regretted rejecting the olive branch from Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
If she had known that Teacher Wenxin would continue to cooperate with the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, she should have agreed to Director Ji's proposal at that time...
It's too late to talk about this now.
Jiang Wanxia closed her eyes and forced herself not to think any more.
Now is the time to struggle. She must strive to get the lead dancer position in this performance.
With such determination, she soon fell asleep.
The others trained for the whole day and didn't chat for too long.
The dormitory soon fell into silence.
At this time in the family compound, Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen were still awake.
Remembering that she had been in the art troupe since childhood, Jiang Yuman talked about it.
After confirming that he had not heard wrongly, Fu Jingchen looked at her intently and did not speak for a long time.
Several emotions intertwined, and in the end, joy and pride prevailed.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Yuman waved her hand in front of him and said, "I'm telling you, for this performance by the cultural troupe, Director Su decided to write a musical to praise your Shenfeng Battalion. Are you looking forward to it?"
Fu Jingchen took her hand and brought her into his arms, "I'm looking forward to it."
Thinking that she is so beautiful and talented, even someone as confident and outstanding as Fu Jingchen felt a sense of crisis at this time.
It was only when he looked at Fu Siyi crawling around on the bed that the sense of crisis eased a little.
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