But didn’t Wen Xin write “Advance” and “Fire”?
Even though the quality of her middle part is not normal, the quality of these two parts is top-notch.
She obviously made up that story, but now she wants to plagiarize other people's ideas, which in itself is a very divisive thing.
But we must always be on guard against others.
After that, Jiang Yuman kept Wen Xin in mind when she wrote her manuscripts, and put them in her personal space after finishing them on the same day, leaving her with nowhere to read them even if she wanted to.
At the beginning, Wen Xin was visibly anxious, and even took the initiative to talk to Jiang Yuman, wanting to discuss writing techniques with her.
But after two days, she stopped coming over.
Jiang Yuman didn't know the reason, but she had to put it into the space anyway.
Just like that, a few days passed in a flash.
As the military performance was about to begin, Su Wenzheng called Jiang Yuman, Yang Yun and others over with a smile on her face.
"The labor union called me and told me that the remote military region assigned two people to us today. We will take a bus to the 19th Division tomorrow."
Although the conditions of the 19th Division are worse than those of the 22nd Division, it ranks among the best among all military regions because of its location.
And the conditions are not much different, at least there is no driving, instead of letting the girls carry their own performance equipment.
"Didn't Captain Ji say before that we were going to several remote areas?" Yang Yun asked when everyone else nodded.
As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously glanced at Wen Xin from the corner of their eyes.
Zhuang Wanbai was a respectable man, and he even pulled Yang Yun's hand.
But Yang Yun was not moved at all. She did not say anything to smooth things over. She just looked at Su Wenzheng and waited for a response.
This is not the first or second time that Ji Fangshu has been secretly tripping up the art troupe. Wen Xin was an accomplice before. Should she be given face just because she has temporarily joined the art troupe?
Why?
She felt aggrieved for Teacher Yuman.
Wen Xin lowered her head to reduce her presence.
"I wrote a letter to the trade union. Now the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe is going to those places." Su Wenzheng raised the corner of her mouth. "The leader means that "Hot Blood Youth" should be shown to the military regions with more soldiers first."
According to the path of "Forward", they will go there sooner or later.
But if they don't finish the performance in this month of in-depth performances, they will not overdraw the physical strength of the female soldiers in the art troupe.
All in all, Su Wenzhen won a great victory in this contest with Ji Fangshu.
That's why I'm so happy today.
Jiang Yuman, Yang Yun and Zhuang Wanbai looked at each other, and they were all very happy.
"That's right."
At this point, Su Wenzheng seemed to remember something, "Teacher Wenxin, we're going to the 19th Division's performance tomorrow, will you go with us?"
"No more," Wen Xin, who had been distracted, came back to her senses instantly, "Comrade Jiang Yuman can go."
As she spoke, her expression was still somewhat forced.
They went to perform "Hot-Blooded Youth", and everyone's attention must have been on Jiang Yuman and the female soldiers in the art troupe. Why would she go and humiliate herself?
Besides, she has her own things to do.
"Okay." Su Wenzheng nodded without saying any unnecessary polite words.
He looked directly at Jiang Yuman and others, and discussed with them the arrangements for the 19th Division.
Su Wenzheng was an extremely careful person. At the end, she added, "As for Xiaoyi, don't worry. The union has orderly soldiers accompanying the art troupe throughout the whole process. I applied for one more."
An excellent screenwriter teacher is the treasure of the entire military region. In addition, Su Wenzheng's identity is not ordinary, so her small requests are naturally met.
"Thank you, Captain." Jiang Yuman said sincerely.
Children are always a mother's concern. It is very important to her that there is someone to help look after Xiaoyi when she is busy.
"Don't be polite to me." Su Wenzheng waved with a smile.
She thought to herself, where are we now?
The 22nd Division Art Troupe is now under the jurisdiction of the war zone. If they fight to be affiliated with the Political Department or even the headquarters, then Jiang Yuman, as a screenwriter teacher, will be awarded a military rank by the army and be specially assigned as an orderly.
Of course, this ideal is still too far away. It is the most ambitious goal of every art troupe, but Su Wenzheng did not say it out loud.
"That's right, why are you being polite?" Yang Yun picked up Fu Siyi's little brother, "Let's watch it together."
"Sister, you have already taken care of me a lot." Jiang Yuman said this from the bottom of her heart.
Since the military district competition began, Yang Yun and Zhuang Wanbai have always taken Xiao Yi with them, especially Yang Yun.
She didn't treat Xiaoyi as a son, but at least she tried her best.
Thinking about this, Jiang Yuman felt deeply moved: Thanks to these comrades in the art troupe, I would not be where I am today.
Hearing his mother talking, Xiaoyi raised his head and looked at Yang Yun intently, and suddenly said, "Sister."
The voice was so clear that several people were stunned.
After a moment, Yang Yun laughed and touched his face, "Xiao Yi, your mother calls me sister, you have to call me aunt."
"Sister." Xiaoyi called again as if he didn't hear her.
Every woman can't resist being called a jerk, and Yang Yunxiao is like this. She can't stop smiling.
After laughing enough, she reached out to touch his little head, "Hey, why are you so lovable?"
She was in her thirties and had been promoted a long time ago, but she had never been married. Looking at Xiaoyi at this moment, she actually had a feeling that it would be nice to have a child.
"He's not as sweet-talking as his father." Su Wenzheng looked at Jiang Yuman and said, "He's more like you."
Even if the Fu family moved away later, she knew Fu Jingchen's personality and had been cold since childhood.
Hearing this, Jiang Yumen raised the corners of her mouth but said nothing.
To outsiders, this seems like a default.
Actually, it is not the case.
Jiang Yuman knew very well that Fu Jingchen was very frugal with words in front of outsiders, but at home, he did everything he should do and said everything he should say.
Xu Xiaoyi is not unlike his father, he is just like his father in front of his mother.
The atmosphere among the group was joyful.
Wen Xin was forced to listen in on things that she could not interrupt, and she felt very uncomfortable.
After they finally quieted down, she quickly found an excuse to leave.
After watching her leave, Yang Yun said, "I've never felt that three months was so long."
"Even the 19th Division will be gone for ten days. How long is three months?" Su Wenzheng comforted.
After hearing this, Yang Yun was reluctantly comforted and nodded.
"Okay, you guys can go and tell the girls to get ready first, don't rush around. Don't be late when the bus arrives tomorrow."
"good."
The three of them took Xiaoyi out of the office.
Before the training, the female soldiers of the art troupe knew that they would be going to the 19th Division for a performance the next day.
This was not their first performance, so they already knew what to bring and hurried back to wash and pack.
Zhuang Wanbai walked behind and saw Yang Yun rummaging through the cabinet in the corner of the training room. He was very curious and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Hasn't the draft of the play I wrote before been kept here?" Yang Yun wondered, "I opened the drawer to get something today and found that it was gone."
"Ask Teacher Yuman if she put it away?" Zhuang Wanbai said casually.
"Forget it. Anyway, I applied to the General Political Department Art Troupe before, but it didn't pass."
Yang Yun stood up and said, "Let's go back and rest first. We have to get up early tomorrow."
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