Jiang Yuman was stunned. "I don't have such plans at the moment."
It is true that the Fu family’s house is in the capital, but the situation is very different now.
In the past, only Fu Wangshan and his son were in the army and could come back when they had a holiday. But now, even she, Fu Haitang, has joined the army.
Normally, they are in the army, and perhaps only during the Chinese New Year holiday will the family be able to go back home.
"Really?"
Wei Qing's gloomy face suddenly brightened up, and she stroked her chest and said, "Teacher Yuman, you don't even know. I was so afraid that you would leave."
Perhaps because of what had happened one after another, she could always find a sense of security in Jiang Yuman.
Others might not believe it. There are very few people who can give her this feeling, except for her grandfather and Jiang Yuman.
Otherwise, given her proud and arrogant personality, it would be unlikely for her to be so nice to others.
"Really, I promise." Jiang Yuman was also very serious.
So Wei Qing was happy and took her to the backyard to see the fish.
When they went there, Wen Yan and Fu Haitang were fascinated by the pictures. When they heard them coming, Fu Haitang said, "We should bring Xiaoyi here. He will definitely like these."
"I don't know whether he likes fish or not. But it's true that he likes playing in the water." Jiang Yuman felt helpless about her son's mischief.
But this guy is loved by many people.
Her parents-in-law never interfered with her child-discipline, but sometimes when she saw the old couple looking at her with dirty eyes, she inexplicably couldn't bear to spank him.
It feels like I'm also cleaning up my parents-in-law.
Fortunately, Fu Siyi is very smart and will learn his lesson after being beaten lightly.
Fu Haitang seemed to have thought of this as well and couldn't help laughing.
The few of them chatted and laughed and stayed at Wei's house for an entire afternoon before returning to the art troupe.
The female soldiers went to the practice room to practice dancing, and Jiang Yuman went to find Su Wenzheng with the sorted script.
"So fast?" Su Wenzheng was surprised to see her coming.
“I just corrected some typos.”
Jiang Yuman put the book on the table and motioned for her to read it. "I feel like the story is already quite complete. It wouldn't be appropriate to add anything else."
Su Wenzheng opened the newspaper and the editor of the Jianjun Daily only gave her a general idea of the plot. She didn't know much about the story, but she had high expectations for it.
The more I watch, the more I become immersed in it.
After a long time, she closed the script, looked up at Jiang Yuman, and said nothing for a while.
When he spoke again, he was full of admiration, "You really were born to do this."
"And most importantly, when other people write scripts like this, they almost always follow the same template. But when you write it, the feeling it gives people is completely different."
As he spoke, he couldn't put it down and looked at it.
Jiang Yuman breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little worried at first, but seeing Su Wenzheng's appreciation, she felt more at ease.
She asked, "Should we send it to headquarters?"
"Of course," Su Wenzheng carefully put it away and said, "Send it over. I will get a reply within half a month."
Except for the special case of Yang Yun’s script last time, the review cycle is basically the same at other times.
Jiang Yuman nodded. Half a month was not a long time. After all, the play that the 22nd Division Art Troupe was going to perform now was "Hot-Blooded Youth", and "Dawn" was the script she had prepared for the end of the year.
Seeing that she was neither arrogant nor impatient, Su Wenzheng was even more satisfied and said with great emotion, "Yuman, with you here, I think it won't be difficult for the 22nd Division Art Troupe to go to the capital."
Thinking of going to the Propaganda Department for a meeting, and Ji Fangshu's attitude this year, she even made a joke, "If you want to leave, I won't be able to sign the approval document."
Good works are closely related to good screenwriters, and Su Wenzheng can't bear to part with her.
"You won't worry about that." Jiang Yuman found it funny after explaining so much.
Perhaps it was because her previous reputation was too great. After Fu Wangshan regained his status, everyone was worried that she would return to the capital to lie down.
After getting the promise, Su Wenzheng was satisfied, "I feel relieved when you say that."
The two talked for a few minutes before Jiang Yuman left.
Yang Yun just happened to pass by, and when she came in, she saw Su Wenzheng's smiling face, so she couldn't help but ask a few more questions.
Su Wenzheng finally found someone to share the script with. After praising the script to the utmost, she said, "With such a high status, he is neither arrogant nor discouraged, and can calm down and polish the script. Just based on this point, he is not comparable to Wenxin before."
Speaking of Wen Xin, Yang Yunlu showed a hint of disdain.
"How could she possibly compete with Yuman? If she really wanted to compete, it would be with Teacher Gao."
The teacher Gao mentioned by Yang Yun is Gao Fei.
If the General Political Department is the dream hall for all literary and artistic workers, then Gao Fei has entered this dream hall three times.
She lives in the headquarters military compound, has edited many classic works, and has participated in several important international performances.
She appeared in all the articles of the Jianjun Daily and the literary and art supplements, which are difficult for ordinary screenwriters to appear in.
It can be said that this is a female screenwriter teacher who has both fame and fortune and is extremely capable.
Since Jiang Yuman has already crushed Wen Xin and become the new generation of military region's talented screenwriter, the next person she needs to get close to is Teacher Gao Fei.
Speaking of such an admirable person, even Su Wenzheng showed admiration on his face.
"Gao Fei hasn't written a script for a long time. This time, if Yu Man's script is submitted, maybe there will be hope."
As the most famous screenwriter, Gao Fei is so famous that even if the script he writes is terrible, people are willing to pay for it.
What's more, she always produces top quality products.
Yang Yun did not comment, and turned to ask other questions, "Captain, what did Captain Ji mean by what he said during the meeting today?"
Today they went to the Propaganda Department for a meeting. Ji Fangshu was in high spirits and praised Jiang Yuman before leaving.
You know, ever since the failure of the super-large military district parade, she has had a gloomy face every time I saw her.
This look is really abnormal.
"I don't know what's wrong with me," Su Wenzheng was quite rude to this old rival, "Ignore her and focus on the girls' training."
Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years.
Ji Fangshu mentioned Jiang Yuman for no apparent reason, which reminded Su Wenzheng of bad memories, so she asked her about it in a roundabout way.
Knowing that Jiang Yuman had no intention of leaving, she felt extremely relieved.
"Okay." Yang Yun felt relieved after hearing that.
Like Su Wenzheng, she knew how talented Jiang Yuman was.
As long as she can stay here, and as long as this script is acceptable, the 22nd Division Art Troupe will be no match for the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
By then, Ji Fangshu would probably be so angry that she would die, right?
The General Political Department, the General Military Region compound... just thinking about it makes my heart beat faster.
Yang Yun went there with full of energy.
Su Wenzheng was left sitting in the office, packing up the script before leaving and mailing it to the General Political Department.
Just like that, the two years passed by in a flash while the art troupe was concentrating on training.
After the newspaper worked overtime to organize the content, the new edition of the Jianjun Daily was finally laid out here.
Once printed, it is delivered directly to major newsstands.
In the compound of the General Military Region, when Sun Shifu went to see the Chief of General Staff, he also brought him a copy.
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