Family members of the art troupe?
Zhuang Wanbai raised his head and looked at her, "Whose family member is this?"
The choreography for the performance is about to begin, and the art troupe will be very busy for a long time.
She hoped that someone else would interfere.
Seeing how much she valued it, Jiang Wanxia's eyes flashed with an obvious smile, "She's Fu Haitang's sister-in-law."
"Fu Haitang's sister-in-law?" Zhuang Wanbai repeated it, his expression becoming more and more strange.
Fu Haitang is Fu Jingchen's sister, and her sister-in-law is...
"right."
Jiang Wanxia knew what she was thinking and told her all the recent events with exaggeration.
At the end, he said: "Every time she comes, Comrade Fu Haitang will go out to talk, which will prolong the overall running-in time of our art troupe."
She thought what she said was reasonable and well-founded.
Team leader Zhuang did not respond, but just looked at her steadily.
Jiang Wanxia kept talking about the overall progress of the art troupe, and came to the office specifically to talk about Fu Haitang's family. The harmony among the team members was already quite obvious.
Zhuang Wanbai believed that his intuition would be wrong.
Facing such a gaze, Jiang Wanxia, who was full of confidence, suddenly felt at ease.
He reached out and scratched the seam of his pants, then continued, "Leader, I didn't come here to say this for any other reason. I just hope that our art troupe can perform better in the military district performance."
Military district performances were Zhuang Wanbai's problem. When he heard this, the doubts in his heart were dispelled.
Jiang Wanxia is a member of the art troupe and has a strong sense of collective honor.
He immediately relaxed his expression and explained, "Those are the family members of the art troupe."
Are you a family member? What is that? Jiang Wanxia frowned in confusion.
But before she could ask, there was a knock on the door.
“Bang, bang, bang—”
The two looked up and saw Captain Su and Yang Yun standing at the door. The sound just now was made by them knocking on the door frame with their hands.
"Captain Su, Director Yang." The two men quickly stood up and saluted.
Director Su glanced at Jiang Wanxia and then at Zhuang Wanbai, "Wanbai, go get everyone downstairs and get to know the scriptwriter first. It will be convenient for us to rehearse together later."
"Yes." Zhuang Wanbai nodded.
After watching Captain Su and Yang Yun leave, she turned to Jiang Wanxia and said, "Tell everyone to go downstairs first, and go get Teacher Jiang."
"Okay." From the moment she heard Captain Su's words, Jiang Wanxia's attention was on going downstairs, and she didn't even hear the screenwriter's last name clearly.
After agreeing, go and inform everyone immediately.
Zhuang Wanbai turned around and went back to the dormitory.
When she arrived, Jiang Yuman had just cleaned up the house.
When he turned around and saw her, he politely called her "Team Leader".
"You don't have to be so polite," Zhuang Wanbai asked Xiaoyi a little more after seeing him sitting on the lower bunk, "Is there anything missing in the room?"
Jiang Yuman looked around the room and said, "Not yet."
"Okay, if you need anything, just let me know."
After Zhuang Wanbai finished the routine questioning, he talked about what Captain Su had told him.
Jiang Yuman nodded and picked up Xiaoyi who was sitting on the bed. "Okay, then go down right away."
Xiaoyi opened his bright black eyes and snuggled into his mother's arms after being picked up by her.
On the way downstairs, he occasionally turned his head to look at Zhuang Wanbai, but when he was discovered, he quickly buried his face.
After a few rounds, Zhuang Wanbai was amused by this little guy, "Really smart."
Jiang Yuman looked at his arms that were as fat as lotus roots and agreed, "He's a little kid with a lot of smarts."
While they were talking, they had already reached the downstairs.
The art troupe and others were standing in the distance, including Director Su and Yang Yunxiao.
Seeing them coming, everyone looked over.
Some were curious, some were surprised, and quite a few people secretly looked at Fu Haitang several times.
"Is this Fu Haitang's sister-in-law? Why is she walking with Team Leader Zhuang?" The voices of the people in the back row were as soft as mosquitoes.
Seeing Captain Su and the others turn around, another female soldier became a little bolder and spoke a little louder, "Yes, could it be that she is our screenwriter?"
Fu Haitang was standing in front of them, so he could naturally hear what they said clearly, with confusion and expectation in his eyes.
"How is that possible?"
Jiang Wanxia tilted her head slightly, "Do you think anyone can write a screenplay? After all, you are a screenwriter for the art troupe, how can your requirements be so low?"
When she spoke, there was a hint of contempt at the corner of her lips.
No one knows better than Jiang Yuman how much knowledge she has. Not to mention being a screenwriter, she even couldn't write essays when she was in school.
I handed in a blank paper every time.
Fortunately, she was the daughter of a female martyr, so she had been persuaded to drop out of the school affiliated to the textile factory a long time ago.
Now she came here with Team Leader Zhuang. It must be that Team Leader Zhuang took her words to heart and asked her to come to the art troupe again.
As for how Team Leader Zhuang knew Jiang Yuman... Jiang Wanxia chose to ignore this.
In short, subconsciously speaking, she was unwilling to associate Jiang Yuman with the identity of a screenwriter.
"Who do you think has low requirements?"
Fu Haitang turned around and said, "Sister-in-law is very good at studying, okay? She is good at reading and writing!"
From the beginning to the end, Jiang Yuman was Fu Haitang's explosive point.
At first I hated her and rolled my eyes whenever anyone mentioned her. Now she is protecting her. She gets angry with anyone who speaks ill of her sister-in-law.
Jiang Wanxia glanced ahead and saw that Captain Su and Yang Yun didn't pay attention to this side, so she said, "You were really deceived!"
"How do you know how seriously you've been cheated?"
Fu Haitang felt even worse about her, "Can you understand your sister-in-law better than me?"
"...On the contrary, she must be the screenwriter." Jiang Wanxia's breath was stuck in her chest and her face turned red.
She felt that Fu Haitang must have done it on purpose.
She was sure that she would admit that Jiang Yuman was her sister, so she blocked her on purpose.
But these words really hit her sore spot. Even though she was full of admiration, she could only utter these painful and itchy words.
Fu Haitang didn't even want to pay attention to her.
Others did not join in their argument, but seeing that Jiang Wanxia's words stood the test of time, they all felt that this was impossible.
Just like that, amid the confused and curious gazes of the crowd, Jiang Yuman and Zhuang Wanbai walked up to the crowd.
Being stared at by so many people, Xiaoyi seemed to know that this occasion was very important and spoke obediently.
Head Su looked around and introduced formally: "I'm sure everyone knows that our art troupe will have a new scriptwriter for the military district performance three months later."
After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Yuman with a smile on his face, "Everyone, let me introduce you. This is our new screenwriting teacher, Teacher Yuman."
The voice fell,
The female soldiers all widened their eyes, and Fu Haitang's expression was even more exaggerated, with her mouth wide open.
Did she hear it right? My sister-in-law actually became the screenwriter teacher of the 깊 Art Troupe!
Even though she was arguing so hard that her face turned red and her neck got angry, she actually wasn't thinking in that direction.
etc!
If my sister-in-law really becomes a screenwriter, does it mean that I can see her anytime and anywhere in the future?
Realizing this, Fu Haitang was so ecstatic that he ran two laps excitedly at the training ground like a wild horse!
It was only when he looked at Captain Su and the others that he suppressed the impulse.
She was happy, that's how Jiang Wanxia was.
Facing the seemingly invisible force around her, she clenched her fists and looked up at Jiang Yuman, who was at the front of the crowd, with such hatred that she wanted to stare two holes in her body.
She wanted to understand, how could Jiang Yuman suddenly become a screenwriter teacher in the art troupe?
Is the threshold for screenwriting in art troupes so low now?
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