He would ignore other things, but this time the rumor was that he and Jiang Yuman were getting divorced!
This just hit the most sensitive spot in Fu Jingchen's heart. As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried out.
He rarely gets so unstable.
Looking at his back, Fu's mother, who had reacted, quickly asked, "Where are you going to pick him up?"
"Door." Fu Jingchen's voice came from afar.
…
At the gate of the West District compound, Sun Shifu drove in from outside and saw Fu Jingchen standing on the side.
"Why is Jingchen Zhi like this?" He looked at Qin Dongling and Jiang Yuman in the rearview mirror.
The Chief of General Staff had just finished his work, and came with Jiang Yuman to see Xiaoyi. He didn't expect Fu Jingchen to wait at the door.
"You should wait for me." Jiang Yuman waved to Fu Jingchen.
Sun Shifu turned the steering wheel, parked the car next to Fu Jingchen, and lowered the window, "Jingchen, get in quickly."
Fu Jingchen looked back and saw that his wife and mother were sitting in the back, "Dad, Uncle Sun."
Qin Donling, who was sitting in the front, nodded, then suddenly remembered that he couldn't see from his seat, so he could only say "hmm".
Sun Shifu laughed to himself. Others didn't know, but he knew clearly that the Chief of General Staff was afraid that his son-in-law would keep yelling at him like he did yesterday until he agreed.
Jiang Yuman obviously also thought about this. She pressed her mouth and glanced at Fu Jingchen, and found that he was staring at her.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice.
I should have just come to the door and waited for her today, but now she is looking at me so strangely.
Fu Jingchen shook his head. "Nothing." Qin Dongling was still in the car. He couldn't take Jiang Yuman back by car.
Captain Fu, who was always aloof, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
I don't know when the rumor that my wife ran away will be clarified.
Only by holding Jiang Yuman's hand did I feel more real and better.
"Why do you feel so bad today?" Jiang Yuman was curious while lying on the bed in the evening.
The two were very close, listening to her breathing in her ear, Fu Jingchen shook his head, "I'm not in a bad mood."
"What's that?"
"Manman," Fu Jingchen paused, "I'll pick you up at the door tomorrow, can we walk back?"
After the words fell, Jiang Yuman was stunned, "Why did you come back?"
Fu Jingchen briefly explained what the other people in the yard said.
Jiang Yuman suddenly realized, "So you waited for me outside the door today so that everyone could see that we didn't separate."
Fu Jingchen did not deny it.
"You still have this side of you that is so anxious about gains and losses?" Jiang Yuman put her face close to his shoulder, "Let's go, I have to go with you. I'll try to leave work early tomorrow and come back to accompany you. We'll walk around the entire compound."
"If we don't meet anyone on the way, we can go knock on the door and find ..."
At this point, Fu Jingchen couldn't help it anymore and lowered his head.
A kiss gently fell on her forehead.
After a while, he said seriously, "No need to knock on the door."
Jiang Yuman squinted her eyes and said, "Then, wait for me outside the door when the time comes."
"good."
Because of this innocent kiss, Jiang Yuman was still lost in thought during the break in the General Political Department the next day.
"Yuman, what are you thinking about?" Su Wenzheng's voice drew her attention back.
"I wonder if I can get to class on time today." After spending such a long time together, Jiang Yuman was no longer afraid of Su Wenzheng and would occasionally joke with her.
Yang Yun answered from the side, "It's no problem to be on time for work, but today's rehearsal is very stressful."
It has been nearly half a month since the two art troupes came to the General Political Department. The choreography has been reviewed as a whole, and today is the first round of inspection by the judges.
In the rehearsal hall, Minister Xiao, Director Jing, and Gao Fei sat in the first row, waiting to watch the performances of the two art troupes in turn.
They were drawn into the first group and were waiting for notification.
"There are no problems with this round of inspection." After saying that, Jiang Yuman glanced at the female soldiers of the 22nd Division Art Troupe.
They hold their heads high, which is the confidence they have possessed since "Hot Blood Youth".
On the contrary, because their training time was shorter than theirs, the Battle Flag Song and Dance Troupe seemed a little depressed.
"You can go in." At this time, Director Jing's voice came from inside.
The 22nd Division Art Troupe lined up to enter, while the troupe leader and others stayed outside.
This was Su Wenzheng's first time at the General Political Department, and she attached great importance to every performance. Ever since the girls entered, she was visibly nervous.
"Captain, don't worry." Yang Yun comforted her, "Have you forgotten that Teacher Gao Fei said that our script has depth in its conception?"
"That's right." Su Wenzheng has always believed in Jiang Yumen and couldn't help but laugh.
Jiang Yuman knew very well that Gao Fei made the changes not because she thought her script was well written, but simply because she saw Qin Dongling's special feelings for her.
From her attitude towards Hao Yang, we know that she is a picky and extremely strict person.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuman subconsciously looked in the direction of Hao Yang.
You don't know until you look, and you find that the other person is also looking at her.
The two sides' eyes met for a brief moment, and then Hao Yang was the first to turn his face away.
The sound of girls' movements could be heard faintly in the rehearsal room. Everyone fell silent instantly, and Hao Yang clenched his fingers even more.
The rehearsal hall of the General Political Department is very large. I can only hear the sounds but not the content clearly.
She didn't know what the scripts of the 22nd Division Art Troupe were like.
But since he had changed it so many times, Jiang Yuman hadn't changed it once. Gao Fei was so partial to him, Hao Yang felt very unconfident facing her.
I was daydreaming for a while. The sound from inside came from near and far away. The rehearsal hall was soon opened and the girls lined up to walk out one by one.
They were all delighted. Just by looking at this scene, they knew they were being praised.
Su Wenzheng felt relieved, but when she saw the Battle Flag Song and Dance Troupe go in, Captain Kuang and others became nervous.
The result was not surprising.
Because the choreography and the script were not well integrated and the performance on stage was not smooth, Gao Fei criticized him harshly.
"This is already the first round of inspections. Even if the performance is not perfect, at least it is smooth and familiar!"
She put her hands on the table, her attitude distant and unkind, "You guys are stumbling around like you've only been training for two or three days, you're far worse than the first group."
The girls came out dejectedly.
Looking at Captain Kuang following behind Gao Fei and discussing with her in a kind way how to improve it in the future, Hao Yang felt particularly uncomfortable.
I couldn't help but look towards the stairs.
The 22nd Division Art Troupe was standing there listening to Jiang Yuman's speech. They were all in high spirits and their morale was obviously high.
Looking at Jiang Yuman's back and glancing at Gao Fei from the corner of his eyes, Hao Yang felt sour in his heart.
Because Jiang Yuman has a backer, she openly protects her and makes things difficult for herself.
If I hesitate any longer, what awaits me is not a round of inspection and scolding, but being kicked out as a stepping stone for the 22nd Division Art Troupe.
Thinking of the photo in his hand, Hao Yang's eyes flashed with determination.
Things have come to this point, and for the sake of a fair chance, she has no choice.
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