"Yes." Xiang Lifeng folded his hands and said, "All of them are from our battalion and the Shenfeng Battalion."
When he spoke, his tone was light.
It looked as if one of his own soldiers was locked up in a solitary confinement room filled with other people's soldiers.
Upon hearing this, Fu Haitang and Jiang Yuman both looked up in surprise.
Divine Front Battalion? Is that the battalion led by Fu Jingchen? How did they get into the detention room?
Xiang Lifeng is here, so is Fu Jingchen here too?
Thinking of this, the two looked around.
"Look, it's there." Xiang Lifeng raised his chin and looked back.
A few people looked back and saw Fu Jingchen standing in the distance.
The other party did not expect to see them here, and walked forward a few steps, "Why are you here?"
The confinement room was a relatively independent area, and it was obvious that they were heading here.
Fu Haitang closed his mouth and looked at his sister-in-law consciously.
It turned out that Jiang Yuman was reliable. She did not answer, but asked: "Why are you here too? Did you make a mistake?"
"No," Fu Jingchen said helplessly, "the soldiers from the two battalions were fighting during their break."
The word "fight" can be used either way. In a good sense, it means two camps are sparring with each other; in a bad sense, it means a brawl.
So what should I say? Why don’t we play together in a camp with good relationships?
While the battalion commanders were away, the soldiers from the two battalions got angry and Xiang Lifeng's soldiers accused the Shenfeng Battalion of bullying them, and the two sides could be dealt with in one go.
Finally, they all came to the detention room.
Now there are two or three people in a detention room.
Seeing Fu Jingchen explaining to Jiang Yuman honestly, Xiang Lifeng curled his lips.
I really should let the soldiers of the Shenfeng Battalion in the confinement room come and see how powerful Fu Jingchen is all day long.
But when they saw how he looked in front of Jiang Yuman, they knew they would be disillusioned.
Like Xiang Lifeng, Fu Haitang secretly gave Jiang Yuman a thumbs up.
It has to be my sister-in-law. With her around, I don't have to worry about being lectured by my brother.
Maybe her pride was too obvious. After a second, Fu Jingchen looked over.
Fu Haitang was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he calmed down instantly.
Here, Zhuang Wanbai looked at Fu Haitang and Jiang Wanxia, and was also in a dilemma for a moment.
According to what the two said, the detention room is now full of soldiers.
Of course, the female soldiers were kept together with the male soldiers.
Jiang Yuman noticed her expression and pleaded, "Captain Zhuang, there is no room in the detention room right now. How about keeping this in mind and look at it after the military district performance?"
Although it was also a plea, the nature of this time was the same as before.
Now the room is enough.
"Let's do this for now." Zhuang Wanbai thought about it carefully and nodded in agreement.
Director Yang punished them by putting them in solitary confinement for a day, but the arrangements were tight afterwards.
There is no vacant room now, and the progress in the later stage also squeezes time. I will see the opportunity after the performance.
"When you go back, don't do what you did today and put dancing first."
Zhuang Wanbai looked at the two of them with a serious look in his eyes: "It was because the military district performed well in the performance that I went to plead for mercy so that you can make up for your mistakes."
"Yes." Jiang Wanxia quickly agreed, feeling extremely fortunate.
Fu Haitang nodded thoughtfully, not daring to look in the direction of her brother.
With what Team Leader Zhuang said, it’s impossible to hide it even if you want to.
"Okay, go back and wash up and rest." Zhuang Wanbai didn't know what Fu Haitang was thinking.
Seeing that it was getting early, he waved his hand for them to go back. He did not stay any longer and turned to find Yang Yun to explain.
As soon as she leaves,
Jiang Wanxia turned to look at Xiang Lifeng and said gratefully, "Captain Xiang, thank you for speaking for us."
After hearing this, Fu Haitang looked puzzled and got goose bumps.
Xiang Lifeng also retracted his gaze and glanced at her, not giving her any face at all, "I didn't speak for you."
Jiang Wanxia didn't expect him to reply like that, and her face turned red.
"I...I didn't mean that. I was just thinking about what you said just now, Captain. We are not in solitary confinement."
As he spoke, a pair of watery eyes looked at Xiang Lifeng.
Jiang Wanxia's appearance was relatively picky in the art troupe. Before Jiang Yuman's sister-in-law came, she was also a top-ranked female soldier.
If any other soldier saw such a look, even if they were soft-hearted, they would still give face.
But when she met Xiang Lifeng, it was like she was flirting with a blind man.
Not only did he not give her face, but he folded his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with me. You should thank those soldiers who fought."
Jiang Wanxia: “…….”
My face and neck turned red.
She bit her lip, secretly glanced at Jiang Yuman beside her, and felt very convinced.
After coming to the Tenth Master for so long, she already knew that Xiang Lifeng and Fu Jingchen had very different identities before.
Thinking about Jiang Yuman's past life, she felt itchy and wanted to make herself familiar to Xiang Lifeng.
I didn't expect that I didn't get the chance to be familiar with him, but instead brought shame upon myself.
"Go back."
Fu Jingchen took Xiaoyi who opened his arms towards him, and looked at Fu Haitang, "Haitang, you go back with me."
"Oh, me? I'm practicing dancing tonight. Yes, I'm practicing dancing."
Fu Haitang racked his brains to find an excuse.
Xiang Lifeng coughed and said, "Dancing or boxing?" While speaking, his eyes were still moving around Fu Haitang's slightly messy hair.
Whatever you want to talk about,
Fu Haitang endured for a long time before he finally restrained himself from kicking him again.
"You should practice your boxing skills well." Fu Jingchen gave Xiang Lifeng a cold look.
The intention was obvious, to make him tease Fu Haitang again.
Xiang Lifeng quickly pursed his lips and stopped talking, watching the few people turn around and leave.
From where he was, Fu Jingchen had a wife and a son, and his little sister was chattering beside him.
Look at yourself and the people around you... Xiang Lifeng lowered his head and happened to meet Jiang Wanxia's eyes.
He sighed and turned back to the dormitory.
Jiang Wanxia was left standing there, her face turning pale and blue.
…
At this time, the Propaganda Department of another military region.
Ji Fangshu, the head of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, had just hung up the phone and asked about the troupe's training today.
"Captain Ji, don't worry."
The short-haired woman across from her smiled and said, "The Jiaoyang Dance Troupe's spirit this time is even better than when they performed 'Forward'."
"The training pace is also completely up to par, better than I expected."
After hearing this, Ji Fangshu was in a very good mood and said modestly: "This is also because your script is good, Teacher Wenxin."
Although Teacher Wenxin didn't answer, judging from her eyes, she must be very satisfied with the compliment.
"You've passed,"
Ji Fangshu changed the subject and said, "I just heard a piece of news. The art troupe has found a new screenwriter teacher, and Director Su attaches great importance to him."
Teacher Wenxin smiled confidently, "Doesn't Captain Ji have confidence in "The Blazing Fire"?"
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