Chapter 22

Seeing Jian Lu and Dun Zi suddenly appear, several military dependents in the yard immediately stopped talking and turned to greet them.

"Dunzi, where are you going?"

"Grandma Wei, Aunt Lulu and I are going to watch the performance of the art troupe."

Dunzi was very excited about going to see the performance of the art troupe, and hurriedly pulled Jianlu along.

After the crowd had left, the square-faced Wei Cuifen muttered, "What's so good about the performance of the art troupe? It's not revolutionary at all!"

"Auntie Wei, isn't the performance of the cultural troupe good?" Song Xinlian picked up the dustpan and went home. "I'm going to go there too."

"Yeah, you have to be careful and keep an eye on your man. Don't let him be seduced by those little fairies in the art troupe."

Song Xinlian curled her lips, feeling that what Liu Cuifen said was really unpleasant to hear.

Jian Lu was pulled forward by Dunzi all the way. She was able to enter the military district thanks to his facial recognition. There were quite a few military dependents who came to watch the performance of the art troupe today. Dunzi was familiar with many people in the military district, and soon he met the political commissar of the second regiment.

He called him Uncle Qin all the time and successfully got two seats assigned to him.

"Aunt Lulu, we can see clearly from here!"

There were crowds of people, and the last time Jian Lu felt this way was when she went to a concert in a stadium. However, the soldiers in the military district were obviously more excited.

Each of them, wearing a white navy uniform, sat upright on a bench, looking ahead with bright eyes. The occasional performance by the art troupe was a powerful tool to boost the morale of the troops.

On the stage, the chorus was passionate, the red revolutionary songs were shocking, and the dance performances were unique.

Jian Lu didn't know whether she had been lacking entertainment activities for too long or was really addicted to it, but as she watched, her heart was filled with excitement.

Especially when he was surrounded by soldiers with innocent hearts, even the applause was more enthusiastic.

The art troupe at that time really had some real talent. Apart from other things, the choir members all had loud and good voices with clean and clear sounds, and the dance team was all beautiful and graceful, with both powerful and beautiful dance moves.

While everyone was watching the performance intently, backstage, the art soldiers from the dance troupe who were about to go on stage were looking down at the audience through the gaps in the red curtains.

"Qian Jingjing, stop looking. Captain Cheng is not here."

A pretty team member with a pigtail made a sarcastic remark.

Qian Jingjing let go of the curtain and turned to look at her companions. A hint of anger appeared on her bright and beautiful face. "What do you care?"

"Hey, let me tell you, Captain Cheng has a high level of ideological awareness, and he may not necessarily look down on certain people."

"Who are you talking about? Who are those certain people?"

"I'll tell anyone who asks me!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, several other members of the group dance team came out to persuade them to stop.

"Zhou Yueming, please stop talking. We are about to go on stage."

"That's right, it's okay to quarrel for a while."

Qian Jingjing glared at him, not wanting to bother with this annoying guy anymore. However, when she thought of Captain Cheng, she felt sour in her heart again.

Originally, she planned to express her feelings to the troupe leader Cheng Zheng after today's performance, but the day before yesterday, her cousin actually said that Leader Cheng was already engaged!

She had inquired about it a long time ago, and knew that Captain Cheng had never been in a relationship, and was not even close to any female comrades. When other soldiers tried to talk to female soldiers or female military doctors, Captain Cheng firmly refused.

How come a potential engagement partner suddenly appears at this moment?

Qian Jingjing is unwilling to accept this! This must be fake!

She wants to find out!

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The performance of the art troupe was splendid. There were benches placed in the empty courtyard. The majestic soldiers on the battlefield watched the performance with their teeth bared, and each of them had a simple smile on his face.

Cheng Zheng had not originally planned to join in the fun. He had never been very interested in literary and artistic performances, and he preferred reading ideological and political books to watching performances.

However, the brigade commander assigned him a task this morning. He would have to go on stage to present awards to the soldiers who won the third-class merit last year.

Song Lu also specifically mentioned that this was definitely not a place for him to look for a partner, after all, he was already engaged.

"Old Cheng, why did the Song Brigade let you go today? This is unlike the Song Brigade's usual style!" The head of the Second Troupe, Wang Jianshe, also came over to join in the fun. He did it purely voluntarily. Would he still be a human being if he didn't watch the performance of the art troupe?!

But today, with such a great opportunity, and even the need to organize a social gathering with the art troupe's artistic soldiers in the evening, Brigade Song actually did not bring Cheng Zheng, a notorious bachelor in the army, to see her. This is very unusual.

The two stood in the outer circle. People were coming and going, and no one noticed them. Cheng Zheng's eyes lit up slightly, "Song Lu has let it go."

"Hahahaha you're really giving him a headache!"

Captain Wang had thought about introducing someone to Cheng Zheng before, but was always rejected. This person is really a stubborn person.

As soon as Xu Lang arrived at the performance venue, he saw Cheng Zheng and Wang Jianshe standing outside the crowd and talking. He hurried over and joined the ranks of those "attacking" Cheng Zheng.

"Everyone in this art troupe is so beautiful, why don't you go and see one?" Wang Jianshe thought Cheng Zheng was confused!

Xu Lang followed closely, "That's right, if I hadn't gotten married, I would have..."

"Xu Lang!" A clear voice interrupted Chief of Staff Xu. Listening carefully, there was a hint of anger in the voice. "If you were not married, what would you do?"

Xu Lang's expression suddenly changed, and he said to himself, "Oh no!"

He turned around tremblingly and saw his wife Cui Yuhe standing behind him.

"Wife, why are you here?"

"What? I can't come yet? Have I disturbed you from seeing the pretty girls in the art troupe?" Cui Yuhe had a delicate appearance, and when she flirted with her man, she was very happy and lively.

"No, no! How could that be possible!"

"Then tell me, what would you do if you weren't married? Would you like to go out with the female soldiers in the art troupe for a blind date? Do you want me to make room for you now?"

Xu Lang raised his hands high, shouting surrender. He just wanted to provoke Old Cheng, the stubborn guy, but now he could only frown and watch Cheng Zheng who was watching the excitement from the side. "Yuhe, you misunderstood me. I didn't want to watch the performance of the art troupe at all. What's so good about this performance? I was just passing by! Really passing by! If you don't believe me, ask Cheng Zheng!"

Cheng Zheng didn't want to get involved in their family affairs. Looking at the way Xu Lang's wife was accusing him, she wasn't really angry, but she was certainly unforgiving in her words. He might as well leave as soon as possible.

"Why am I asking Captain Cheng?" Cui Yuhe glanced at Xu Lang. She had had enough of the quarrel with him. She said with a bit of coquettishness, "I've been here for quite some time. Why don't you find me a seat?"

"Oh, come on! Sit down, let's sit down and watch the show! But I didn't come here specially to watch it. I just passed by and was dragged in by Lao Cheng."

Cheng Zheng listened to the couple talking to each other as they walked inside. Their voices became quieter and quieter until they were gradually blown away by the wind.

"Don't fool me. You asked Director Cheng to drag you to watch the show? Everyone knows that Director Cheng has no interest in these performances. If you ask me, you are just dragging him to watch the show."

"No, this is really unfair to me."

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Cheng Zheng watched the other couples having fun for a while. Xu Lang was famous for being very strict with his wife, but they often quarreled and Xu Lang always gave in.

Liang Haisheng disagrees with this, thinking Xu Lang is too cowardly and bringing shame to men. However, Xu Lang laughs and says Liang Haisheng is just pretending in front of outsiders, as he may be controlled by his wife at home.

The two of them often argued about who was more strictly controlled by his wife, and whenever this happened, Cheng Zheng had no say.

After settling his wife down, Xu Lang watched two shows with Cui Yuhe before leaving to have a cigarette with Cheng Zheng.

The white smoke circle was hesitant, and Xu Lang was about to pour out his tears. "You really can't trust everything a woman says. My wife just pointed at the female soldier from the art troupe who was singing solo on the stage and asked me how she sang. I definitely said it was good, but guess what happened?!"

Cheng Zheng said perfunctorily, "What?"

"She asked me if I thought her singing was bad!" Xu Lang slapped his thigh, "I just fell into her trap! Next time, next time, no matter what she asks, I will say I didn't see or hear anything. I won't believe her and she can still find fault with me."

Cheng Zheng felt that Xu Lang was not cunning enough to play with his wife, but even though he complained, he always had a smile on his face and looked like he was enjoying it. Did he really have a problem with his brain?

Of course, he didn't say this out loud.

At this time, people were coming and going. In the army, a soldier and a female military doctor who had fallen in love were exchanging glances. Xu Lang happened to see them. He patted Cheng Zheng's arm and raised his chin to let people see, "Look at the young man here, he is really different. That female military doctor is so shy."

Cheng Zheng looked up and saw that both of them had red faces and looked very embarrassed.

Xu Lang is still tirelessly sharing his dating experience, "This is because the girl likes you, that's why she's so shy. Look, she's even sneaking away a little. The more shy she is, the more she avoids suspicion, the more she's a cat, don't you understand?"

Cheng Zheng naturally didn't understand and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

On the stage, the highlight of today's performance was about to begin: the group dance "Female Militia of the Grassland" made a brilliant appearance. Xu Lang put out his cigarette, patted his brother on the shoulder, and left quickly.

“I went to watch the show.”

Cheng Zheng shook his head and smiled as he watched Xu Lang leaving.

The heart-stirring group dance ended with an uproar in the audience and thunderous applause.

"Brother Cheng, are you here to watch the show too?" A clear voice suddenly rang out from behind him, and Cheng Zheng felt it sounded strangely familiar.

Looking back, it was Jian Lu.

Today Jian Lu was wearing a grey long-sleeved coat. Perhaps she had watched the performance in the crowd for too long, and her face was flushed, as if it was stained with a touch of the sunset in the sky.

It was break time now and awards would be presented later. Jian Lu looked around and unexpectedly saw Cheng Zheng. His tall and heroic figure was indeed too eye-catching.

Thinking that her strategy has not started yet, she is too lazy and she still has to come and say hello to make her presence felt.

"Comrade Jian Lu, are you here alone?" Cheng Zheng might as well see Jian Lu here. In recent days, he has deliberately not gone to the Liang family, and is preparing to find a suitable opportunity to settle this marriage.

"Dunzi brought me here." Jian Lu was not at all reserved in front of Cheng Zheng and immediately started talking, "The performance of the art troupe today was really great."

Cheng Zheng nodded.

He was always dry with lesbians, but Jian Lu didn't mind. If she wanted to persuade someone, she had to work hard, even if the girl didn't like to talk.

"This is the first time I've seen such a performance. It's so good. Are there often such performances in the army?"

"No, there are only one or two times a year. The military art troupe has to perform in various places."

"Oh." Jian Lu nodded, and her peach blossom eyes suddenly flashed, and when she looked at Cheng Zheng, there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes, "So you come to watch the art troupe's performance every time?"

Cheng Zheng was stunned, and suddenly remembered the conversation between Xu Lang and Cui Yuhe. His throat tightened a little, and he blurted out, "No, I was just passing by, and I didn't plan to come."

As soon as the words came out, Jian Lu smiled, but Cheng Zheng was stunned, frowning slightly, and couldn't help wondering what he was feeling guilty about.

Before he could figure it out, Jian Lu spoke again.

"Did you see the dance performance just now? It was a great performance! I heard that the lead dancer was the niece of your brigade commander's wife."

He knew that she was the niece of the brigade commander's wife. Brigade commander's wife once wanted to bring him and Qian Jingjing together.

This time, he answered even faster, as if he had something to say, "No, I didn't see anything."

As soon as he said this, Cheng Zheng saw Jian Luyu's eyelashes trembling slightly, with a smile on her face, and her expression froze in an instant.

What am I in such a hurry to explain?!