Xia Hong drove very fast, and her driving skills must be quite good. She looked so relaxed and at ease, as if she were sitting in a teahouse drinking tea.
The old saying, "Holding the steering wheel in your hand, stepping into the gates of hell," doesn't seem to apply to the editor-in-chief!
Given Xia Hong's personality, she could probably remain calm and composed as if nothing had happened, even if someone died right in front of her.
"Sister Hong, where are we going now? Straight to the military academy?"
Xia Hong stepped on the brake and asked, "Is there anything else? Otherwise, I'll just take you there!"
Ye Wanying shook her head: "No, but I won't participate in this training, right?" If they asked me to participate, would they expect me to beat them all up?
Um, never mind, let's keep a low profile.
"You're overthinking it. You want to train? There's no place for you. The director and the big boss used a lot of connections to get you in this time. You'll be with the director when you get there. As for training, just watch them!"
Is it really that simple?
It really is that simple!
"All right!"
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The car soon arrived at the First Military Command Academy in the capital. The sentries at the gate were imposing, and their sidearms were real guns.
The six large, gilded characters of "Army Command Academy" are cast on the stone tablet, with two intersecting bayonets above them, making it a force to be reckoned with!
Since the car couldn't go in, Xia Hong parked it outside, got out, took the pass, and led the mother and child over.
At the sentry post, even the soldiers were thoroughly questioned by the sentry: What's your surname? What's your name? What are you doing here?
Then Ye Wanying obediently opened her luggage bag for Shao Bing to inspect.
The sentry only allowed them to pass after everything had been checked thoroughly.
In fact, this isn't unique to this unit; it happens in every military unit. In the elite regiment, the mother and son only need to show their faces, and no one dares to question or inspect the regimental commander's wife and son.
After Xia Hong led the mother and son inside, they found the temporary office where the film crew was located. Before even entering, they could hear the director cursing:
"Are you brainless? You can forget everything, why don't you just forget yourself?"
"Director, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will definitely correct it, and it will never happen again!"
"Alright, alright, hurry up and find something to replace it. Everyone will be here this afternoon, so make sure everything is ready!"
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Xia Hong stood outside the door and waited until the director inside finished scolding someone before knocking and entering: "Hey, Director Wu, who made you angry again? I can hear your scolding voice from far away."
The two must have a good relationship and be quite familiar with each other; otherwise, Xia Hong certainly wouldn't have greeted them in this way.
As expected, Director Wu wasn't angry at all, and said, "These young people are so unreliable, they can forget everything, sigh!"
"They're all young people, they're definitely not experienced, Director Wu, our screenwriter has arrived!"
"Oh? You've arrived? Where are you?" Director Wu really wanted to meet the screenwriter. The script was so good that even Director Wu himself couldn't help but immerse himself in it when he read it for the first time.
Xia Hong clapped her hands: "Yingying, come in!"
When Director Wu saw the young man and the baby who walked in through the door, he was completely shocked: "Xia Hong, this, this is the screenwriter?"
So young? And she's a girl?
Director Wu has always thought the screenwriter was a scoundrel, otherwise how could he have written such a story of iron-blooded tenderness?
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