I had originally intended to make the art troupe lose face in front of the leadership, but who knew it would indirectly help them gain attention.
"There are many female soldiers who scored ten rings in the company, but only two from the art troupe. It's really amazing." While speaking, the smile on Ji Fangshu's lips was particularly forced.
Wei Liao didn't even turn his head, but looked at Zheng Liujiang with special satisfaction, "All-round development is right! Art soldiers are also soldiers. If they can't do anything, can they still be called soldiers?"
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured down on her. Even though Ji Fangshu tried her best to hide it, the embarrassment in her eyes was evident.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. It was hard for her to doubt that what Mr. Wei said was specifically targeting the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
On the contrary, Zheng Liujiang was extremely happy.
He had no other hobbies, except that he was easily influenced by others and liked to hear them praise him or the 22nd Division.
Seeing Liu Yucheng walking towards Jiang Yuman, he simply exchanged his experience in leading troops with Wei Liao.
On the other side, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang were looking at the target opposite, still a little dazed.
"Sister-in-law," Fu Haitang rubbed his eyes, pulled Jiang Yuman's hand, and said excitedly: "It's really ten rings!"
Jiang Yuman also stared at her blankly. Not to mention Haitang, even she felt like she was dreaming.
After practicing for an afternoon, I have this ability?
Before she could figure out any answer,
Fu Haitang excitedly threw himself into her arms, his head bouncing excitedly on her shoulders, "Ten rings! Ten rings!"
Jiang Yuman only had time to wrap her arms around her back before they both sat down on the ground.
The other female soldiers quickly helped the two of them up from the ground, "Teacher Yuman, Haitang, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang brushed the dust off their pants, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.
Liu Yucheng came over at this time, "Sister-in-law, Comrade Fu Haitang."
"The commander and the others are asking you to come over."
"Ah? You asked us to come over?" Fu Haitang glanced outside the guardrail. "Did he say what it was?"
She saw her brother and several other people outside, and she moved her feet for some reason.
"What else? It must be a compliment to you guys!"
The other female soldiers were all excited. "Haitang, Teacher Yuman, you guys have earned a lot of face for the art troupe this time! Last year, in the military competition, the first place among the female soldiers even won nine rings!"
Last year's first place was nine rings, but Gang's art troupe produced two ten rings!
What does this mean? ! This year, their art troupe has a good chance of winning a place in the military district competition!
"Didn't you say last time that we only know how to dance? This year, let's have a big competition and show them how good we are."
The girls all played finger-guessing games, eager to let those who made sarcastic remarks learn some new lessons.
Fu Haitang is a modest girl. "Everyone is very nice. We are just lucky."
"Strong is strong, what does it have to do with luck?"
"That's right. Besides, you and Teacher Yuman are both so amazing. Do you both have such good luck?"
“…….”
Seeing that everyone was getting more and more excited, Liu Yucheng coughed lightly and reminded, "Sister-in-law."
Jiang Yuman turned to look at everyone, "You guys go first and come back later."
"good."
Watching the two figures walking away, Liu Yucheng continued to train with everyone.
Outside the shooting range, Wei Liao looked at Jiang Yuman approaching with a dazed look in his eyes.
It wasn't until both of them saluted him that he reacted.
Zheng Liujiang next to him commented, "Comrade Fu Haitang, Comrade Jiang Yuman, you all performed very wrong today!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." The two stood straight, looking particularly heroic.
Wei Liao looked at Jiang Yuman and said, "Comrade Jiang Yuman, right? I heard that you are the scriptwriting teacher of the art troupe."
"Commander, yes." Jiang Yuman nodded.
"You're wrong. In my impression, screenwriters are all young women with brilliant literary talent like Teacher Wenxin."
Wei Liao laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that there would be someone like you who could get ten rings."
Being brought out for comparison, Wen Xin's face seemed to be flipping over a color palette, red and green.
Jiang Yuman didn't think too much about it and said naturally, "They are all extraordinary performances."
Thinking about Zheng Liujiang's introduction just now, she looked at Wei Liao in front of her with a trace of suspicion.
It seems that this should be Wei Qing's grandfather.
"There is a solid foundation for extraordinary performance."
Wei Liao likes humble young people. "If you can do everything, you really have such ability."
Even though he hadn't seen the script written by Jiang Yuman, but looking at her temperament, Wei Liao felt that it wouldn't be too bad.
Thinking of this, he encouraged: "Keep up the good work and strive to see you two receive awards on stage at the military competition in two months."
It is obvious from his words that he has high hopes.
"Yes." Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang saluted.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Liujiang smiled from ear to ear.
Long face, too long face!
It's a shame that we are from the Fu family. All of us can afford this!
"By the way, is your art troupe here today?" Wei Liao suddenly asked something off topic.
Jiang Yuman understood that he did not see Wei Qing, "No, there is a female soldier injured and recovering."
Wei Liao frowned, as if thinking about something.
Wei Qing was his granddaughter, so he knew a lot. Even if he wanted to hear more about the situation, he had to wait until after the meeting today to ask Su Wenzheng.
"Mr. Wei, how long have we been out here? The meeting is about to start, we should go back." Zheng Liujiang interrupted at the right time.
It just so happened that Wei Liao wanted to meet Su Wenzheng as soon as possible and listen to Wei Qing's situation, so he nodded.
Before turning around, seeing Fu Jingchen staring at Jiang Yuman, he said jokingly, "The training of your wife should be the same as your training of the Shenfeng Camp, right?"
The Shenfeng Battalion was well-known throughout the military region, and Wei Liao had also witnessed the cruelty of their training.
Thinking about how good his wife's shooting skills are, I couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
Fu Jingchen looked up and exchanged a glance with Jiang Yuman, then said, "Yes."
"That's right." Wei Liao put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "Don't be like Xiang Lifeng, the girl will like it."
Hearing Xiang Lifeng's name, Fu Haitang lowered her head slightly, trying hard to control the corners of her mouth from turning down, for she was afraid that she would hold back her laughter.
Jiang Yuman and Fu Jingchen also looked at each other from a distance with smiles in their eyes.
"Okay, let's go back."
After Wei Liao passed on his experience, he turned around with satisfaction, and the others hurriedly followed.
Wen Xin and Ji Fangshu lagged behind by a few steps, feeling at ease.
Especially Wenxin.
She had been praised twice by Mr. Wei for her work Advance, and she had always been proud of it, with her good name spreading throughout the military region.
The military district competition has not yet been held, but Jiang Yuman has been praised by Mr. Wei, which makes her feel a long-lost sense of crisis.
“Even if she’s a good shooter, the screenwriter looks at the quality of the script she creates.”
Ji Fangshu saw her peace and comforted her, "Believe in Lie Lie, believe in Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe."
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