"As long as Captain Fan thinks it's okay, that's fine." Jiang Yuman said.
Before, the 22nd Division Workers' Union did not have so many regulations and was still in its infancy, so she would participate in every link.
This is the situation of the General Military Region Workers' Troupe. Thinking of the large group of people in the chorus, opera troupe, and song and dance troupe, Jiang Yuman felt a pain in her waist if she watched them all one by one.
Director Fan said: "Teacher Yuman is the screenwriter, I need to ask you what you think."
As soon as the script of "Loyalty to the Motherland" was submitted, all the leaders were very optimistic about it. Because it was linked to another important matter, everyone was also very concerned about the performance time.
From the reactions of these leaders, Captain Fan could more clearly realize that if this musical were released, it would definitely have a greater impact than "Revolutionary Female Militia".
The two exchanged a few more words, and Jiang Yuman finally gave in and followed Zhu Ji to the rehearsal room, where he sat next to her.
After a while, Fu Siyi fell asleep and kept rubbing his eyes. The female soldiers' singing had lulled him to sleep, and Jiang Yuman, fearing he would get angry and make a fuss, quickly took him out the side door.
The child fell asleep while we were still on the road.
Jiang Yuman's hands were sore from hugging him, so she didn't go back to the West District compound, but planned to go see Qin Dongling first.
When I walked to the gate, I happened to run into Zhuo Qinghuai.
"Brother Qinghuai." Jiang Yuman greeted him. The two families were close, so the name couldn't be too distant.
She hugged Fu Siyi tightly, and when she looked down, she saw that the edge of her arm where it touched Xiaoyi's clothes was faintly red.
"Let me help you hold it." Zhuo Qinghuai took the initiative to reach out and take Xiaoyi.
"You're such a bother," Jiang Yuman dodged to the side, "Ma Xiao is here soon."
If you are good at speaking, you can make a joke at this time, say that you are the uncle and give a hug, and the matter will be over.
But Zhuo Qinghuai obviously didn't, and after being politely rejected, he still looked over here.
Jiang Yuman thought for a moment and explained, "Xiaoyi can move when he sleeps, and he wakes up when he moves, so I can hold him by myself."
Zhuo Qinghuai nodded, and the two exchanged a few more words before Jiang Yuman returned with the child.
When Qin Dongling came home, the red mark on her hand had not faded yet. He looked at it several times and asked what happened.
When he learned that the baby was squeezed out, he said, "Next time, call your uncle Sun and he will pick you up."
Although we are of different generations, I still feel sorry for my own children no matter how old they are.
Sun Shifu nodded repeatedly. It took a lot of effort for him to drive. As a family member of the Chief of the General Staff, Jiang Yuman had made contributions to the arts, so it was her due rights to enjoy these.
"How can I trouble Uncle Sun every time?" Jiang Yuman thought.
Sun Shifu gave her some advice, "I remember the General Military Region's Industrial Corps' car, let them take you there next time."
"OK."
The topic quickly turned to the next place.
After dinner, Sun Shifu sent the mother and son back to the West District compound.
The next day, Jiang Yuman had just arrived at the Workers' Troupe of the General Military Region when Captain Fan told her that the lead singer had already been selected.
"Su Mei is basically the best. She was in 'Revolutionary Female Militia' too. She has experience, so I'm at ease." Captain Fan seemed very satisfied with her performance yesterday and praised her in every sentence.
She was satisfied, and Jiang Yuman found out her fault. Just as she was about to nod, several female soldiers rushed into the office.
Looking back, Tian Minjing rushed in with a face full of anger, and the other two or three female soldiers who followed her were standing at the office door, anxious and flustered.
Obviously, they wanted to hold Tian Minjing back, but they failed in the end.
"Comrade Tian Minjing, what are you doing?"
Captain Fan said in a serious tone, "Have you forgotten the rules? Do you think you can just come into the office by reporting in?"
Tian Minjing glanced at Jiang Yuman, took a deep breath, returned to the door, and shouted a report.
"Come in," Captain Fan walked around to the back of the seat and sat down, glancing towards the door. "Close the door."
Tian Minjing closed the door as she requested. As a result, the female soldiers standing at the door didn't feel comfortable eavesdropping there, so they could only walk away with red faces.
"Teacher Yuman, don't just stand there. Come and sit here." Captain Fan called out to Jiang Yuman from behind.
Tian Minjing obviously didn't want to say anything, and Captain Fan asked her to close the door again, so Jiang Yuman had to find a place to sit down.
Looking at the other people in the office, Tian Minjing glanced in Jiang Yuman's direction several times.
Captain Fan ignored her and frowned, saying, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Tian Minjing knew that Jiang Yuman was definitely out, so she said bluntly, "Captain, I came here to ask why I didn't choose you as the lead singer when I sang obviously better than Comrade Zhang Sumei yesterday."
When she spoke, she looked directly at Captain Fan, clearly full of confidence.
Two months ago, Tian Minjing dared to be so bold. Now that she is the daughter-in-law of the political commissar, others have to think twice.
"You should know it yourself," Captain Fan said calmly, "your leader told you that you sang the wrong note."
Tian Minjing's face became even more convinced. "Captain, I only made a mistake once. Zhang Sumei clearly knows soprano. Her voice is very close to mezzo-soprano."
Jiang Yuman used to be very knowledgeable about this, but after sitting in the rehearsal room for a while yesterday and listening to some of the opinions from the audience, she is now completely clueless.
In my superficial understanding, the difference between soprano and mezzo-soprano also coexists, and when handling the actual situation, people can hear the difference.
If you can detect a difference, even if it's just a small one, you're wrong.
Of course, this is what Jiang Yuman herself thought in her heart. In reality, she was just a layman. The victim in this matter was Tian Minjing. Let's see how the other party explains it one by one.
"Let me ask you first," Captain Fan didn't rush to argue, but instead looked at her, "Is it more serious to sing it wrong, or to let people distinguish it?"
Tian Minjing's anger was stuck in her throat, and she held it back, her pretty face flushed. Obviously, she also knew it, but it involved her own interests and she was not willing to speak out.
Opening the 껙 is equivalent to admitting that the quota is given to Zhang Sumei. She has been looking forward to it for so long, how can she be willing to do it?
When he heard her reply, Captain Fan became anxious and turned to look at Jiang Yuman. "Teacher Yuman, what do you think?"
After all, she was the daughter-in-law of Political Commissar Zhuo. Jiang Yuman wanted to say something offensive, but paused.
This made Tian Minjing feel aggrieved. She said directly, "Singing wrong is even more serious."
"That's right?" Captain Fan said, "Comrade Tian Minjing, do you have any other questions?"
She felt disappointed from the bottom of her heart when she thought that Tian Minjing was so calm and composed, yet she rushed into the office to question the team leader.
"Captain," Tian Minjing raised her head, "but you said before that I've made great progress in the past two years, and that you hope to be chosen as the lead singer for the next new script?"
As if grasping the last straw, Tian Minjing's eyes showed a hint of pleading.
"I did say that," Captain Fan said, a little embarrassed, "but at the selection yesterday, you didn't seize the opportunity."
The words fell.
Tian Minjing was stunned at first, then she glanced at Jiang Yuman who was sitting next to her, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she opened the office door and ran out.
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