During the three months of preparation for the military district competition, everyone was like a taut string, with all their energy focused on training.
Now that the competition is over, and we have achieved such a proud result, we should really celebrate.
"I'll listen to you, Master." Su Wenzheng nodded, "It's a good opportunity for everyone to relax."
This time, there were not enough seats in the rehearsal hall for the extra-large military performance, so many people were not able to see it.
Since its establishment, the art troupe has been committed to performing in the troops to bring joy to the hard-trained soldiers, so the evening activities are perfect.
"It's settled then."
The two continued to discuss the performance for a while, and finally Wei Liao came, and Zheng Liujiang left first.
Su Wenzheng walked towards the art troupe.
On the way, I happened to meet Jiang Yuman and told her about it.
"Captain, Teacher Yuman, I see you are here."
While the two were talking, two female soldiers came over and said, "The Propaganda Department wants to take a photo of us, and we need you."
Propaganda Department?
Upon hearing these three words, Su Wenzheng raised his chin and breathed a sigh of relief.
She and Ji Fangshu had been the group leaders for many times, and she had lost many times.
Even this time, Dui 뀘 snatched Teacher Wenxin's script.
But when everyone thought that she and the art troupe were bound to lose, they staged a beautiful comeback.
Thinking about this, Su Wenzheng rarely smiled, turned her head and said to Jiang Yuman: "Yuman, let's go over there."
"good."
When the two of them followed the two female soldiers to find the art troupe, Ji Fangshu, who was the Minister of Propaganda, was standing next to Wen Xin.
Looking at Su Wenzheng and Jiang Yuman sitting on the stools, with the female soldiers surrounding them like blooming flowers, she felt like ants were gnawing at her heart.
But she has always been a generous and magnanimous person, so she couldn't lose face no matter how much she cared.
Even at the end of the photo shoot, he still had to force a smile and congratulate, "Wen Zheng, the performance of the art troupe was very wonderful this time, congratulations."
"Yes, this is all thanks to Teacher Yuman," Su Wenzheng said meaningfully, "Her script is better than some old teachers', isn't it?"
It almost said that she reaped the consequences.
When Ji Fangshu heard this, the smile on her face suddenly faded.
Wen Xin was young and had always been praised by her father. This was the first time she was humiliated in public. She couldn't help but say, "Yes, but the quality of scripts varies. Even if a script becomes a big hit, it may not be able to maintain its quality."
As they spoke, she and Jiang Yuman's eyes met, one sharp, the other calm.
Ji Fangshu also sarcastically said, "Jiang Yuman's journals have been so good recently, she should hurry up and write two more."
As he spoke, he seemed to be smiling.
"Thank you for the reminder, Captain Ji," Jiang Yuman said calmly, "but a product with a profound meaning needs to be polished slowly."
Wen Xin: “…….” He was pointing at her.
"Hahaha," seeing her shutting things up like this with just one sentence, Su Wenzheng laughed heartily, "One movie, Onward, can earn four million viewers, so we still have four million for Hot Blood Youth."
Back then, the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe took the entire military region by storm with the performance of "Advance". This time, the performance of "Hot-Blooded Youth" in front of the leaders was no less impressive than the former and it was completely capable of following the same path as "Advance".
Ji Fangshu and Wen Xin were stabbed in the heart by the two men, and could only leave with gloomy faces.
Jiang Yuman and Su Wenzheng watched their backs disappear before turning around.
The female soldiers were making faces in the background.
When they turned around suddenly, the female soldiers were caught by the regiment commander and the teacher. They coughed twice and looked around.
Fortunately, Su Wenzheng didn't intend to argue with them.
After announcing the evening performance, I went to the office building.
The art troupe's performance was so good this time that she, as the troupe leader, must do everything she can to get it included in the literary and artistic supplement.
Only by being included in the literary and artistic supplements can a program truly become popular in the military region.
As soon as she left,
The female soldiers dispersed and walked slowly towards the art troupe.
On the way, Fu Haitang asked: "Sister-in-law, where is my brother?"
The extra-large military district performance had just ended and the training had not officially started yet. There were people everywhere around, but Fu Jingchen was not seen.
Usually, whenever my brother has some free time, he can't wait to be around my sister-in-law, even at the stadium.
This is very wrong.
"I went to the office building." Jiang Yuman happened to see him when he came out of the rehearsal hall just now.
She guessed that since he had achieved such excellent results in this military district competition, perhaps the division commander wanted to praise him.
In a sense, Jiang Yuman was half right.
At this time in the teacher's office,
Zheng Liujiang leaned back in his chair, shaking his head, "The commander has already agreed to what I told you last time."
Looking at Fu Jingchen in front of him, he paused and added, "The appointment letter should be available within next week."
Hearing this, Fu Jingchen inappropriately remembered what Jiang Yuman had said.
After the military competition is over, they will go back to see their parents, and then...
Just as he thought of this, Zheng Liujiang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Jingchen, it's so rare to see you in a daze, what are you thinking about?" Zheng Liujiang teased, "No matter who this happens to, they will be crazy happy, why are you still silent?"
Who wouldn't praise such a young leader for his ability?
Only their ten masters have it!
Don't think he didn't see how ugly Xu Qing and Mo Hai's faces looked when he spoke in front of the army commander just now.
However, Fu Jingchen had met all the rigid requirements in terms of qualifications and military merits. Although they were dissatisfied, they could not say a word of opposition.
Tsk tsk tsk, Zheng Liujiang thought proudly: Once Fu Jingchen becomes the head of the regiment, let him start training those soldiers immediately, and they will have several Shenfeng battalions in the future...
The next military district competition will definitely piss that old man Mo Hai off to death.
The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became. When he was about to laugh, Fu Jingchen's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Replying to the commander, I'm thinking about taking a vacation."
Just one sentence and Zheng Liujiang's expression changed immediately.
"No," he jumped up from his chair and walked back and forth in front of his desk with his hands behind his back. "It is said that a new official will start with three fires. You are going to take a vacation right away. Aren't you afraid that the fire will be extinguished?"
Fu Jingchen didn't speak.
Seeing his reaction, Zheng Liujiang knew that he didn't listen.
Thinking of his last vacation, she couldn't help but squinting at him and muttered, "Is Jiang Yumanzhi on vacation?"
"Well," Fu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, "go back to see my parents."
Zheng Liujiang: “…” He guessed that was the case.
Clearing his throat, he said earnestly, "Anyway, you can't leave since you just became the head of the group. You have accumulated so much vacation time, so you can take a vacation later."
Then, he patted Fu Jingchen on the shoulder again, "You don't have money at home, so you should train more Shenfeng Battalion and these soldiers. It will only take a few days, and it will be quick."
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