"Gently, gently," Wei Liao was dizzy from her shaking, "Why are you so anxious?"
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
Wei Qing sat up straight and looked at Wei Liao seriously, "Grandpa, Teacher Yuman really helped me a lot and saved me more than once. I can't stand others saying bad things about her."
Hearing this, Wei Liao was surprised and relieved.
My granddaughter has been the treasure of the family since she was young, and everyone has always protected her.
Now that she thinks this way, she has really grown up.
Seeing Wei Liao deep in thought, Wei Qing knew something was going to happen, so she quickly grabbed his arm and said, "No matter what, Grandpa, you have to help me."
"Help, why not?"
Wei Liao came to his senses and agreed directly, "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter for you."
He had watched many performances, big and small, since the establishment of the art troupe, but he had never seen a show like "Hot Blood Youth" that focused on the marksmanship of the female soldiers in the art troupe.
Besides, he had seen countless people, and when he saw Jiang Yuman, he felt that she was an extremely smart and insightful person, and he believed that she would not do such a thing.
"Grandpa, you're the best." Wei Qing rested her head on Wei Liao's shoulder like she did when she was a child.
Wei Liao teased her deliberately, "Isn't it good before?"
"Very good, you are the best grandpa."
Wei Qing's words made Wei Liao laugh out loud.
So in the afternoon, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Military Region called the General Political Department.
In the conversation, he expressed his support for the 22nd Division Art Troupe and the musical, and hoped that the results of the investigation into "Hot Blood Youth" would be responded to as soon as possible and the performance would be resumed.
People in high positions always master the art of speaking.
Wei Liao emphasized the importance of the condolence show to the soldiers, and the comrades from the General Political Department could not find any reason to refuse.
As soon as he hung up the phone, he gathered everyone together to read "Hot-Blooded Youth".
They have been reading Wen Xin's scripts these days, which made them feel dizzy and confused, but when they watched "Hot Blood Youth", they were all particularly fascinated.
Before I knew it, I had finished reading it all.
"You haven't seen a plot like this before, so there shouldn't be any plagiarism issues."
"Send a letter immediately to explain the situation. Commander Wei called personally to tell us about this matter. We must also speed up."
Since the leaders said so, the people below hurried to do it.
Director Jing was left holding the notebook in his hand and flipping through it several times.
She stroked the paper and sighed: "Teacher Yuman is very smart and the script she wrote is very meaningful."
The assistant said, "Director, you never praised spirituality in the previous "Forward."
Although March Forward was all the rage, the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe still did not upgrade, simply because the General Political Department did not relax.
“Because it’s not spiritual.”
The Art Troupe, affiliated to the General Political Department, was a truly elite group. She had seen all kinds of good scripts, and didn't think that "Forward" was so amazing.
Especially this time, it was discovered that Wen Xin plagiarized other people's scripts, which involved the script she wrote later, which was even more unpleasant to the eye.
She even began to doubt the authenticity of "Forward".
However, Wen Xin refused to admit it, and there was no evidence at the moment, so she couldn't draw any conclusions.
After all, some people can only write one great script in their entire life.
Thinking of this, Director Jing threw away all unnecessary thoughts and said:
"Next time, redesign the layout of the newspaper and try to put Wenxin's situation report on the front."
"Okay." The assistant nodded and went to work.
Director Jing was about to stand up with the script in her hand. She planned to go home and study "Hot-Blooded Youth" carefully.
In her opinion, the overall writing level of this screenwriter still has room for improvement, but the aura that permeates the entire article is exactly what they need to learn.
While thinking about this, she walked and soon arrived at the gate of the Political Department.
When I passed by the mail room, I happened to see the postman put a letter on the table outside the window.
Normally, the General Political Department often receives various official letters or scripts.
There are people who collect these letters, classify them, and then send them to the corresponding places.
So this is not Director Jing's job.
But today, for some reason, she saw that the letter was not too thick and the envelope was not formal, so she couldn't help but walk over.
The envelope was facing upwards, and the recipient happened to be the department under her charge.
Following a strange intuition, Director Jing opened the letter which should have taken another two days to reach her.
There was very little inside, except for a piece of letter paper and a stack of yellowed old manuscripts.
After reading ten lines at a glance, Director Jing's face quickly turned gloomy.
I no longer had the mood to go home and study the script, so I just went back the same way.
"Director," the subordinate was curious when he saw her coming back, "Why are you back again?"
"Call everyone here. The comrades who are redesigning the layout should stop and come here."
Director Jing did not answer, but instead threw out a series of instructions.
Her serious attitude also made everyone realize that something big had happened, and they quickly gathered as required.
…
At this time, the Xu family
Ji Fangshu sat on the sofa, searching her forehead.
"Still worried about Wenxin." Xu Qing walked over and spoke in an affirmative tone.
"How could she not be worried?" Ji Fangshu said without even raising her head. "She had been in the Jiaoyang Dance Troupe for so long, and many of her scripts were written in the Jiaoyang Dance Troupe."
"Now that she has been involved in such a scandal, what will others think of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe?"
Xu Qing drank a glass of tea and slowly opened his mouth, "But she is in the art troupe, and the script involved has not been published yet."
This is exactly what Ji Fangshu is most grateful for.
Among all the plays written by Wen Xin, only "Forward" is the most well-known and is closely related to the honor of Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
To put it coldly, as long as Onward is fine, it doesn't matter if any other script is fine.
Seeing her expression relax, Xu Qing knew that he had comforted her to the point.
Thinking of what Xu Yajun told him in the afternoon, his eyes turned slightly, "I just happen to have something else to tell you."
"You should go pick up the female soldier in front of your regiment tomorrow. Yajun has something to do recently and can't go."
After all, they were going to the 22nd Division. Ji Fangshu hesitated for a moment and asked one more question, "What's the matter with her? Why can't even the leader go?"
Xu Qing had a complicated expression and said, "She didn't like the screenwriter of the art troupe and deliberately spread the news that the General Political Department was reviewing "Hot Blooded Youth". Commander Wei called Chu Yanlong."
Having said this, is there anything Ji Fangshu doesn't understand?
Chu Yanlong must have scolded Xu Yajun and forbade her to have anything to do with the 22nd Division anymore.
Even the matter of picking up Jiang Wanxia had to be entrusted to them.
"Anyway, you don't have anything to do tomorrow, so go and pick it up." Ji Fangshu agreed.
It’s just that plans often cannot keep up with changes.
On the next morning, before the couple left the house, an explosive piece of news spread throughout the military region.
"Hot-Blooded Youth", written by Teacher Yu Man, a scriptwriter of the 22nd Division Art Troupe, is confirmed to be an original work.
The screenwriter of Junqu 꽭cai, Wenxin's famous works "Advance", 뀪 and the subsequent "Fire", and 냭's published "Red Field" are all confirmed to have plagiarized others.
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