If it weren't for the incident at the shooting range, Wei Liao would definitely not know who his granddaughter was talking about.
Thinking of the screenwriter teacher who scored ten rings, a hint of understanding emerged in his eyes, "It turned out to be her."
"Grandpa, do you know Teacher Yuman?" Wei Qing subconsciously widened her eyes upon seeing this reaction.
Wei Liao smiled but didn't answer her. Instead, he frowned and said seriously, "Tell grandpa first what happened when you fell off the stage?"
“I didn’t fall off the stage.”
Wei Qing pouted, "It's all Jiang Wanxia's fault for spreading the soybeans! Grandpa, you don't know, if it wasn't for Teacher Yuman holding me up, I would have really fallen down from there."
"It won't be just a simple injury. I'm afraid you and my parents will have to come to the hospital to take care of me."
"You are ignorant and talking nonsense." Wei Liao glared at his granddaughter and then showed a thoughtful expression.
It doesn't matter if I didn't know it before, but it turns out that Comrade Jiang Yuman helped her granddaughter so much... We in the Wei family must remember this favor.
As for that lesbian...
"Wen Zheng said before that the female soldier who hurt you didn't mean to do it. Judging from your expression, did you do it on purpose?" Wei Liao tapped the table with his right finger.
"Of course I did it on purpose!" In front of her grandfather, Wei Qing had no scruples and expressed all her thoughts.
Wei Liao had been listening silently until the end, and then asked, "What's going on with your script?"
I've wanted to ask this for a long time.
My granddaughter clearly wrote in a letter that the art troupe would work with Teacher Wenxin this time, so why did it change at the last minute?
"The Jiaoyang Dance Troupe asked for the script at the last minute."
Wei Qing didn't know much about this, but she didn't like it at all. "Grandpa, you guys are praising Teacher Wenxin too much. I think Teacher Yuman must be very good at writing scripts."
When Teacher Wenxin became famous, she had not yet joined the art troupe, and she only knew that her grandfather praised her.
But a person's excellence is reflected in all aspects, and Wei Qing couldn't help but feel dissatisfied when she went back on her word.
"Now that you mention it, I'm looking forward to it."
Wei Liao laughed, "I know your screenwriter teacher is excellent, otherwise my granddaughter wouldn't talk about her all the time. When the performance comes, grandpa will watch your performance carefully."
"Our art troupe will definitely be better than the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe!" Wei Qing raised her head.
The grandfather and grandson talked for a few more words before opening the door.
Su Wenzheng first talked to Wei Liao, and then looked at Wei Qing's legs with hope in her eyes.
Wei Liao saw what she wanted to ask and said, "Wen Zheng, I want to thank you for hiring a good screenwriting teacher. I heard from Wei Qing that this incident was all thanks to her."
"As for Wei Qing's leg, she said that Comrade Jiang Yuman also gave her medicinal wine, and now it doesn't hurt anymore."
Now that the pain is gone, I can catch up with the progress of the art troupe, and the art troupe can also have a good level of lead dancers.
"That's great." Su Wenzheng felt mixed emotions and her eyes felt a little sore.
The words she said to comfort her subordinates before were all helpless, and she couldn't let it go at all.
Now there was room for maneuver... Jiang Yuman, she silently repeated this name in her heart, feeling extremely fortunate for the decision she had made.
I am also very grateful to her.
After Wei Liao finished asking about his granddaughter's situation, he left the art troupe as it was getting late.
The jeep drove me to a classical courtyard. As soon as I got out of the car, a middle-aged man came up to me.
"Dad, why did you come back so late yesterday?"
Wei Liao had no patience with his granddaughter when facing his eldest son Wei Min. He walked inside and said, "Do I need to report to you where I'm going?"
"That's not what I meant." Wei Min had no choice but to follow behind and could only look at the guard.
The guard glanced at the old man, and when he walked into the living room, he whispered at the door: "The commander went to see the young lady."
"What happened to Qing'er?" When Wei Min heard that it was his daughter's fault, he also became anxious.
"Hmph, don't tell me that I am not qualified to be your father-in-law!"
Wei Liao said: "You were so eager to have a daughter, but now that you have one you don't take it seriously. Don't wait until you become like the Xu family next door, and then you'll regret it."
Wei Min was really helpless now, "Dad, I also have official business today, so I can't go to the 22nd Division. Why do you compare me with the Xu family?"
The Xu family forced their daughter away for the sake of their in-laws, but they were too busy with official duties to go to the 22nd Division. How can the two be the same?
"Isn't that the same principle? Go away, don't get in my way."
Wei Liao remembered that he was unhappy when he heard that his granddaughter had suffered a loss, so he took his anger out on his son, hoping to turn a blind eye to it.
“……”Wei Min hurried away.
As I walked, I was still thinking whether I should take some time to visit my daughter, but we were not in the same division, my mother would not go again, and it would be strange if I went.
But there seems to be a social gathering in a dozen days, you can go and have a look.
…
Su Wenzheng and others did not dare to be careless about Wei Qing's leg recovery, and asked the doctor from the military hospital to evaluate it again.
After getting a positive answer from the doctor, Wei Qing slowly resumed her dancing practice.
Jiang Yuman and the team leader controlled the choreography and stage rhythm, and the art troupe had Wei Qing and Fu Haitang lead the dance. In a short period of time, the mental outlook of the art troupe had greatly improved.
During these ten days, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang's reputation spread throughout the 22nd Division.
Whenever the art troupe is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind is the two female soldiers who can hit the ten rings.
In response, everyone in the Shenfeng Battalion almost announced through a loudspeaker that it was their battalion commander's wife and sister.
"These people are really out of date. What are they talking about? Two female soldiers. Obviously our sister-in-law is a screenwriter teacher!"
Ma Lao winked and said, "As expected of the battalion commander's wife, she can do such a literary thing as writing a script well, and she can even get a ten-ring!"
Fan Qiang also laughed, "If we are not from the same family, we will not enter the same door."
We have all seen Jiang Yuman. Some people thought she was a delicate flower, but who knew she was a rose with thorns.
Liu Cheng looked around and confirmed that there was no one around, so he quickly called out to them, who immediately surrounded him.
"You were not there on the day of the shooting. The teacher praised my sister-in-law and the battalion commander, and asked the battalion commander not to train my sister-in-law the same way he trained us, otherwise she would be like Xiang Lifeng, and girls would not like her."
Upon hearing this, several people burst into laughter.
Liu 냫cheng laughed until tears came out. He wiped his eyes and was about to continue talking when he heard footsteps behind him.
Turning around, Xiang Lifeng was standing behind him. When he saw her looking at him, he waved his finger and said, "Go on, why don't you say anything?"
Liu 냫成: “…….”
In short, Jiang Yuman and Fu Haitang became famous.
They didn't care and focused on training. More than ten days passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for several song and dance troupes to get together.
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