Chu Yanlong didn't know what his wife was thinking. What happened at noon was still not over in his mind, so even though they were sitting next to each other, he didn't talk to Xu Yajun.
It was not until other leaders of the 19th Division arrived one after another that he began to talk to others.
Su Zheng was the head of the 22nd Division's Workers' Group. He went backstage before entering the stage and arrived a little late.
"Comrade Su 뀗 Zheng."
Hearing the noise, Chu Yanlong turned and looked over. "I went to the headquarters this time, but I didn't get to see your group's style. I must learn more this time."
"I will definitely not let Commander Chu down."
Don't think Su Zheng answered so simply.
In fact, she secretly complained: It's a good thing he didn't go, otherwise his son would have caused such a big disaster, and he wouldn't have been able to find a crack to hide at the scene.
Of course, she also knew that this was just a polite remark. Since the Chu family had that kind of relationship with Ji Fangshu, others would definitely prefer that Hong Bo was from the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
Both of them were talking nonsense, and after a hypocritical conversation, they looked away.
In the not-so-small rehearsal hall, there was no other sound except the sound of people looking for seats.
At this moment, guard Chu Yanlong walked in from the door.
I don't know what they said, but they both quickly got up and walked out the door.
After a while, he came in with two people.
Su Zheng took a casual glance and saw that it was Zheng Liujiang and Fu Jingchen who came in, and she thought she had seen it wrong.
When he realized it was indeed them, he quickly stood up from his seat.
"Commander, why are you here?" She stepped back and let Zheng Liujiang sit inside.
As for Fu Jingchen, he sat next to her.
There were not many seats in the first row, but Fu Jingchen was already the head of the group and a favorite of Zheng Liujiang, so no one had any objection to him sitting here.
"We are having a performance by the trade union, so I came to take a look on the way." Zheng Liujiang said casually after sitting down.
The others were ashamed, because the 19th and 22nd Divisions were not close by car, and they didn't even look for where they were on the way.
But Zheng Liujiang didn't care whether others believed it or not. After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pull Chu Yanlong to talk about the manual.
"The Divine Vanguard Battalion is so powerful because of these daily trainings. Now that we are all training at this intensity, it will be no problem to train another Divine Vanguard Battalion in the future..."
At the beginning, Chu Yanlong could still nod in response. The more he listened, the more numb his expression became, and in the end, he could hardly hold on even to superficial efforts.
He finally understood.
The old fellow Zheng Liujiang came to the 19th Division not to watch the performance of the Workers' Union, but to show off in front of him.
Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze and fixed his eyes on the empty stage.
Seeing this, Zheng Liujiang took out the manual and searched through it to show him a little bit, "Look here, in fact, anti-exposure training can greatly improve the combat ability of individual soldiers."
Hearing this, Chu Yanlong barely regained some interest and looked over intently.
Seeing him looking at him, Zheng Liujiang quickly moved his fingers as if he was guarding against a thief.
With this blockage, I can't see anything.
Even though Chu Yanlong was good at disguising himself, he was still so angry that his head was buzzing.
I almost swallowed the words on my lips.
Zheng Liujiang also knew about it and soon started talking about it with others.
Just like that, after he had blatantly shown off in front, behind, left and right, he finally felt relaxed, leaned back in his chair, and set his eyes on the stage.
Su Zheng sat next to him the whole time. Occasionally, she would catch a glimpse of Fu Jingchen in the corner of her eye, and she could hardly suppress the smile on her face.
Zheng Liujiang kept talking about the daily training of the Shenfeng Camp. Apart from him, who else knew so much about it?
She didn't think about it either.
Such a cold and lonely person, but he would spend so much time thinking about these things with his wife.
Even though Jiang Yuman was still backstage at this time, she didn't know what her expression would be when she saw Fu Jingchen coming.
As I thought of this, the spotlights on the stage suddenly lit up.
The place was already quiet, and even a pin drop could be heard clearly.
Backstage, the female soldiers stood behind the curtain, each of them patting their chests to calm down.
Even though they have rich acting experience, they can't help but feel nervous when they take the stage seriously.
"Go up and perform well. Don't be afraid. This is nothing like a large-scale military region performance."
Zhuang Wanbai encouraged warmly, "You have practiced for the entire afternoon today, and you are all doing very well."
The female soldiers nodded.
At this time, the prelude of music sounded outside, and the female soldiers lifted the curtain and walked out with their heads held high.
As they stood still, the lights came back on, shining on everyone.
Except for the stage, the audience below was completely dark and one could not see what was going on below.
Xu Yajun swept his eyes over these female soldiers one by one, his gaze as sharp as a torch.
But after looking back and forth several times, I didn't see the girl.
How is that possible?
Even though she is not the head of the labor troupe, she knows that appearance is very important for art soldiers.
Even if she is not good at dancing, her face can be used as a vase to enhance the overall impression of the 22nd Division's Workers' Group. Why didn't Su Zheng arrange for her to perform?
The more Xu Yajun thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Fortunately, everyone else's attention was on the show, and no one noticed that something was wrong with her.
"Hot Blood Youth" is worthy of being the most influential musical in recent years. As the performance deepens, the audience becomes more and more invested in it.
Even after the show ended, they were still feeling regretful and happy.
It was this sense of representation that caused everyone in the venue to react and burst into thunderous applause.
Even Chu Yanlong raised his hand and clapped.
There was a reason why Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe lost to them this time.
"Comrade Su Zheng, your program this time is really great." He turned around and said.
"It's all thanks to the screenwriters, the girls and the team leader who worked together to achieve this result." Su Zheng had no intention of taking all the credit, but instead mentioned everyone.
Zheng Liujiang was very proud, "Our 22nd Division is full of talents."
Chu Yanlong lost his smile, pretended not to hear, and continued to look at the stage.
The female soldiers lined up and bowed to the applause.
When they turned around to leave, Fu Haitang was the first to walk in.
Jiang Yuman was at the entrance. When Fu Haitang saw her, he said excitedly, "Sister-in-law, I saw my brother."
Fortunately, she couldn't see below when performing on the stage, otherwise she couldn't guarantee whether it would be correct.
It was only after the curtain fell and all the seats were lit up that she could see clearly.
"Why is he here?" Jiang Yuman's first reaction was disbelief.
"I don't know," Fu Haitang shook his head, "I actually saw him in the first row."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuman quickly took a small step forward and took the opportunity when the female soldiers came in to look at the first row.
Although the audience was leaving the venue in an orderly manner from the back to the front, the attention on the stage remained.
At this moment, looking at the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the female comrade in the audience, when she came, the dim rehearsal hall seemed to be lit up.
Such a beautiful lady, I feel stunning at first and second glance.
I don’t know what she saw, but her beautiful eyes curved and she quickly lowered the curtain.
In just half an hour, many people were stunned.
Chu Yanlong's breathing became even more rapid, as if he was nailed to his seat.
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