This is a man's sense of crisis, Fu Jingchen hid it very deeply, and Jiang Yuman did not notice it.
She was also thinking about another thing, "The Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe will also come to participate in the commendation performance. What if they are not as good as them?"
In the book, although "Fire" is not as good as "Advance", it built on the road paved by the former and had the gimmick of Mr. Wen Xin's comeback work, and finally became a great success.
Jiang Yuman knew what kind of script it was.
So even though I was confident in the book I wrote, I still felt a little uneasy.
Only in front of Fu Jingchen, who is closest to her, will she reveal these security details.
Fu Jingchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Are you commending the Shenfeng Camp? In my heart, you are the best."
As soon as these words came out,
Jiang Yuman instantly understood what he meant.
The protagonist of this commendation performance is the Shenfeng Battalion, and in the heart of this battalion commander, she is the best.
When she thought about him saying that, Jiang Yuman felt itchy inside. She stretched out her arms and put them around his neck, smiling deeply, "I didn't realize that you were blinded by lust."
Fu Jingchen combed her hair for her. "After all, heroes are hard to resist beautiful women."
After saying that, he carried her to the bed.
Xiao Yi, who was crawling on the bed, saw Xiao's mother coming and hurried forward.
But before he had time to get close to his parents, Fu Jingchen hugged him and coaxed him to sleep.
Fortunately, it was indeed time for Xiao Xiaoyi to go to bed, and his big eyes quickly closed wider and wider.
Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Yuman looked at Fu Jingchen's back as he put his son aside and turned off the lights, and she tried hard not to laugh out loud.
Of course, she soon really laughed.
…
Jiang Yuman slept until dawn.
After washing up, he briefly revised and summarized the previous part of the script before taking Xiaoyi to the literary troupe.
Both Captain Su and Director Yang Yun were away, and the door of their office was not opened.
Jiang Yuman looked to the right, trying to see if there were any chairs around.
But when I turned around, I saw a middle-aged woman in military uniform.
"You are Captain Fu's lover, right? What are you doing here?" Zhuang Wanbai stared at Jiang Yuman, eyes full of confusion.
When she led the team to the cafeteria for dinner, she met Jiang Yuman. She would never make a mistake with such a beautiful woman.
Jiang Yuman didn't expect that she knew her, so she explained, "Yes, that's right. I'm the screenwriter for this literary troupe, and I'm here to see Director Su."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Wanbai looked dazed for a moment.
She understood that Captain Su was crazy to find such a young and beautiful screenwriter.
If this were to go out, everyone would think that this was the lead dancer of the literary troupe. Who would have known that this was the screenwriter?
"Is Captain Su awake today?" Jiang Yuman asked again.
It was this sentence that brought Zhuang Wanbai back to her senses. "The team leader is going to a meeting today and will be back later. You..."
At this point, I suddenly knew how to address her.
"My last name is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Yuman. You can just call me by my name." Jiang Yuman said at the right time.
"Teacher Yuman."
The screenwriter teacher had a high status, so Zhuang Wanbai could of course address him by name. She said, "I prepared a dormitory for you yesterday. You can go and have a rest."
"Wait until the captain comes back, and I'll let you know then."
"Okay, please."
Just like that, Jiang Yuman followed Zhuang Wanbai out of the office building.
Coincidentally, the cultural group's practice room is just downstairs from the dormitory.
When they reached the door, Zhuang Wanbai said deliberately: "Teacher Yuman, please wait a moment, I will go to see how they are practicing dance first."
The female soldiers of the literary regiment occasionally slacked off, so she had to pay more attention.
Jiang Yuman nodded to show her understanding, thinking of Fu Haitang, and walked to the door.
Zhuang Wanbai walked into the training room and instructed the movements one by one.
When she walked to Fu Haitang, she was stretching her legs.
Seeing that her angle and movements were perfect, Zhuang Wanbai nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone, look at Fu Haitang."
Hearing this, the female soldiers all looked over.
Zhuang Wanbai then continued, "Although I have just been in the Wen Tuan for a short time, my flexibility is better than many people here."
Hearing these words, many people lowered their eyes in shame.
They all saw Fu Haitang's performance in the past few days.
Even though she is a newcomer, there is actually some newcomer's shadow in her. The expression when she dances is very good, and the dance is relaxed and moderate. It is obvious that she has a basic foundation.
Even the usually serious Zhuang Wanbai made an exception and praised her several times.
Compared to her, these old people are more like newcomers.
If other people are like this, what about Jiang Wanxia who is also exercising her legs next to her?
At this moment, she was lifting her legs and trying her best to lean forward. This was the time when she needed to concentrate.
As the mood gets excited, the body shakes as well.
Fortunately, Zhuang Wanbai was by her side and supported her in time, otherwise she would have fallen.
"Jiang Wanxia, look at how dangerous your posture was just now!"
Zhuang Wanbai frowned, "You are very flexible, so warm up slowly and then stretch. What you did just now was both dangerous and ineffective."
"We are about to rehearse the show, and you are injured at this critical moment. Do you still want to go on stage?"
When she said this, her tone was very stern.
The main purpose was to make Jiang Wanxia remember this.
For an excellent dancer, the most important thing is his legs. What Jiang Wanxia did just now was to take her legs seriously.
Jiang Wanxia was unable to appreciate Zhuang Wanbai's painstaking efforts. Instead, she felt embarrassed because of the looks cast at her by everyone.
Especially Fu Haitang!
She had just been praised by Zhuang Wanbai, and seeing herself being lectured, she must have been laughing at herself in her heart.
Thinking about this, Jiang Wanxia felt uncomfortable. Seeing that Zhuang Wanbai was still looking at her, she bit her lip and nodded.
She waited until Zhuang Wanbai started to comment on other people before she raised her head and looked at the others.
As soon as he looked, he found Jiang Yuman standing outside the door, and instantly recalled his plan yesterday.
How come I almost forgot about this? !
Unfortunately, there were too many people here, and telling Team Leader Zhuang directly would ruin her reputation, so even if Jiang Yuman said so, she had better say it directly.
I could only watch Zhuang Wanbai go out.
Because Jiang Yuman moved, the angle changed, and he could see whether she had left.
In short, Jiang Wanxia felt that Zhuang Wanbai must know about this matter, so she waited until the lunch break at noon and quickly took the time to go to her office.
As soon as he finished the report, he said, "Leader, except for the people from the literary group, can anyone else come to our practice room freely?"
"Of course,"
Zhuang Wanbai said naturally: "The cultural troupe is a circus. If other people just come into the practice room, it will be a disturbance."
After saying this, he was still a little confused, "Is there anyone here to disturb you?"
"Yes," Jiang Wanxia nodded, "They are the family members of our literary troupe."
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