Wen Xin sneered, "Even if they train military qualities, they are not as good as the ordinary female soldiers."
Just now, Su Wenzheng didn't give them any face at all. They thought she was very confident in the art troupe, but it turned out that she had given up on herself to such an extent in private.
The arrogance at that time was just a broken jar!
"It always gives them something to look forward to."
Ji Fangshu's bad mood disappeared immediately. "When that person comes tomorrow, I don't know what to think when I see them slacking off at the shooting range."
"Which person is it?" Wen Xin was a little curious.
She and Ji Fangshu came here this time, not for the purpose of investigating the situation of the art troupe.
The reason is still the person who will come tomorrow.
The position is here, but Wen Xin doesn't know the specific identity of that person. Before, I was concentrating on the training of Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe and didn't ask.
Now that we have come to this point, it is inevitable to be curious.
Ji Fangshu smiled slightly, "Who else could it be? It's the one who praised your script of "Forward" before."
The fame of a military region depends not only on its own strength, but also on the fame bestowed upon it by others.
After she said this, Wen Xin understood, "It turned out to be Mr. Wei."
The reason why his fame is so widespread is closely related to that person.
She understood this man's character, could not tolerate any sand in his eyes, and had her own set of criteria for judgment.
I know that the art troupe only cares about the beginning and not the end, and in the end neither side will be happy, so I will definitely not be polite when speaking.
Seeing that she understood, Ji Fangshu also smiled.
Wen Xin said: "By the way, should we hurry up with Jiang Wanxia's matter?"
"There's no rush for that," Ji Fangshu didn't care too much, "She has a good foundation, so it's okay even if she practices a little later."
The lead dancer of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe has been determined, and Jiang Wanxia, who was added temporarily, is at most an ordinary musical actor.
It's not difficult, you can go there later.
Wen Xin was still a little confused. According to her understanding of Ji Fangshu, she should be a person who pays attention to efficiency.
However, despite her doubts, she did not say anything. Ji Fangshu must have her own reasons for doing this.
…
On the other side, Jiang Yuman hurried back to the office.
Xiaoyi had been sitting obediently in Yang Yun's arms, but when he saw her, he pouted and started crying.
When Jiang Yuman reached out and took him, he stopped crying.
"Hey, you little brat." Yang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Auntie didn't abuse you, did she?"
You were fine just now, why did you change your expression so quickly?
"No, thank you Yang Ren for watching over me," Jiang Yuman said, a little embarrassed. "How long has Xiaoyi been awake?"
"I just woke up not long ago. As soon as I woke up, I looked for you everywhere. I didn't complain even if I didn't find you."
Yang Yun liked such a worry-free child and waved her hand to signal Jiang Yuman that you’re welcome.
After thinking for a while, he said, "By the way, how is your script going?"
“There’s not much land that’s been changed.”
Jiang Yuman handed the notebook to her. Yang Yun glanced through it and nodded, "Then there will be no problem if you revise it before the meeting tomorrow afternoon."
"yes."
There will be no problem in the next meeting if the script is revised.
There were four people in the art troupe meeting. After they finished talking, Su Wenzheng stood up again and said:
"An old leader will come to inspect tomorrow. Let the female soldiers wake up and not let down their guard."
Zhuang Wanbai was stunned for a moment and suggested, "Then shall we continue with tomorrow's physical fitness training?"
I was practicing dancing in the gym, so the chance of running into the leader was low. But if you go to the training ground, the probability is much higher.
"Of course, we will continue." Su Wenzheng said, "Haven't we been practicing well recently? I went to talk to Commander Zheng about this shooting and asked the Shenfeng Battalion to give us guidance."
"Well, let the leaders see the elegance of the female soldiers in the art troupe."
Su Wenzhen went specifically to ask Commander Zheng for a favor. Even for the sake of the Shenfeng Battalion, the old leader would not refuse her any face.
Unfortunately, it was Wei Qing who was injured...
Thinking of this, Su Wenzheng dismissed the meeting with a heavy heart.
Thinking that there was nothing more to do in the art troupe, Jiang Yuman said goodbye to the other two and turned around to return to the family compound.
As soon as he went out, he ran into Fu Jingchen.
She was a little surprised when she saw Fu Jingchen, "Why did you finish training so early today?"
There wasn't much to do in the art troupe today, and she thought she'd gone back earlier, but Fu Jingchen was already waiting outside. Was the sun rising in the west?
"They are still in training, I came back early." Fu Jingchen reminded her, "I will pick them up tomorrow."
After being reminded of this, Jiang Yuman finally responded, as if this was indeed the case.
"It's been so long since you mentioned that I forgot."
Fu Jingchen explained, "It's changed to tomorrow."
Jiang Yuman instantly remembered what Captain Su said at the meeting. She said that a certain person would come to inspect tomorrow, so was this the person that Fu Jingchen picked up?
No wonder.
Before, she was wondering, isn’t it usually the security guards who are responsible for picking up people? How come it's Fu Jingchen's turn?
Now that I think about it, it was because that person held a special position.
Jiang Yuman didn't ask about the leader's identity, but reminded him, "Don't forget to bring a chair for Xiaoyi."
"I know."
Xiaoyi now knows his name. When he hears his mother calling his name, he looks around, and finally stares at Fu Jingchen and shouts, "Dad!"
The sound is super loud.
"Um."
Fu Jingchen took him over with a smile in his eyes, and said casually, "Manman, do you have anything you want?"
"There's nothing missing." Jiang Yuman said, "When you take me out on vacation, I'll see if there's anything I like."
After being stuck in the army for so long, she was really looking forward to the day when she could get out.
"Okay." Fu Jingchen naturally nodded in agreement.
When the two returned home, Jiang Yuman was sitting by the bed changing Xiaoyi's clothes, and he came in carrying a basin.
This was not the first time that Jiang Yuman enjoyed this treatment. She was already familiar with it after the first time, so she just soaked her feet in it.
Fu Jingchen lifted her trouser legs. The redness and swelling on her knees had dissipated a lot, and it was indeed much better than yesterday.
"I didn't lie to you, did I? My knee doesn't hurt that much anymore." Jiang Yuman said.
"It works, rub it some more." Fu Jingchen did not take it lightly. He poured some safflower oil into his palm and continued to rub it.
Fu Siyi, who was standing next to him, watched for a long time and then imitated his movements, moving his hands back and forth.
The clumsy little action amused both of them.
By the next day, the mental outlook of the entire 22nd Division was obviously very different.
The art troupe organized dance practice, and the people below organized to go to the training ground.
When the female soldiers of the art troupe gathered at the shooting range, Ji Fangshu and Wen Xin also followed.
“They actually came.”
Looking at the group of people led by Commander Zheng walking towards them from afar, Ji Fangshu had a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Just wait for your embarrassment."
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