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After registering the personal information of the military wives.
Rong Mei held a brief meeting with several people who had signed up for the poetry recitation.
Six people have been tentatively selected: Yu Fangfang, Wang Xiumin, Shen Xianying, You Man, Sun Mengfei, and Deng Xia.
Several of them are of similar age, around 26 or 27 years old, and all have jobs, so everyone has to work during the day and only have time to rehearse at night and on weekends.
This made time even more urgent, so Rong Mei also took on the task of selecting poems and background music.
After seeing everyone off, she and Zhou Nanxu walked home leisurely.
Rong Mei kicked the stone away and sighed, "Oh, I have to stay up late tonight to write the plan."
It was a common occurrence in the previous life, but here it was the first time for a young girl to get into a bridal sedan.
Zhou Nanxu pursed his lips and looked at her, "Can't you write it tomorrow?"
Although he had never written any planning proposals, he had written a lot of work reports, and he could understand what Rong Mei was going to write from the literal meaning.
He hadn't taken his eyes off her tonight.
Seeing how skillfully she presided over the meeting on the stage, it didn't look like it was her first time doing this job.
She was calm, her words were clear, and most importantly, she had the ability to control the situation, allowing all the military wives to follow her lead.
This is totally unlike the aura of an eighteen-year-old.
She is obviously the youngest one in the entire compound, but she is the one with the greatest deterrent power.
She was so dazzling and sparkling when she was speaking on the stage.
At that moment, the unsolvable love in his heart seemed to finally have an answer and was given meaning.
How can one not be moved by such a woman?
Even if you put aside that impeccably beautiful face, she is still the brightest star.
Rong Mei shook her head and winked at him slyly, "That won't do. I have to hand this plan over to the Propaganda Department the next morning. Once the Propaganda Department approves it, I have to apply for funding. The sisters-in-law have to spend money to buy food on the Mid-Autumn Festival."
After she finished speaking, Rong Mei suddenly stopped and turned to face Zhou Nanxu.
Look up.
Smile at him.
Her fingers drew circles on his left chest, then poked it upwards gently, her eyes seductive and her tone seductive, "By the way, do you think I said anything wrong just now? This is my first time hosting a meeting, and I'm a little worried."
Although she was asking a question, Rong Mei's hands did not stop moving for even a second.
The surroundings were quiet and the night breeze blew gently.
The moon was dim, the stars were sparse, and only the street lamp hanging high on the wooden stake was still emitting a hazy yellow light.
The weakening of vision further increases the sensitivity of hearing and touch.
Zhou Nanxu was so excited that his whole body went numb. He curled up his left hand, which was not holding anything, and clenched it tightly. He said in an unsteady tone, "Very, very good."
He didn't dare to meet Rong Mei's eyes, so he tilted his head slightly to the right after he finished speaking.
Looking at the man's face gradually turning red, Rong Mei's lips curled up even higher.
She moved her hand upwards, grabbed the man's collar, and gently pulled him in front of her, in order to bring them closer together.
He leaned forward, his entire body almost touching Zhou Nanxu's.
Standing on tiptoe, she leaned close to his ear, her warm breath spreading over his earlobe, and she whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "If I perform well, can I get a reward?"
Zhou Nanxu's heart trembled, and he felt the air around him was scorching hot. His big hand with distinct joints loosened and tightened, as if he was restraining something. He tried his best to make his voice sound steady, "What reward do you want?"
Rong Mei didn't answer.
The soft lips moved down along the earlobe, found the man's tightly pursed thin lips, and pressed them against his accurately and directly.
At the moment when their lips were tightly pressed together, Rong Mei felt a little nervous, yet very satisfied.
She could clearly feel the man's lips trembling slightly.
The softness is just right.
She likes it very much.
release.
With a half-smile in his voice, he asked lazily, "Do you want to go home and sleep tonight?"
A very direct invitation to the man.
Of course Zhou Nanxu knew what this meant, and he became distracted for a moment.
But another voice emerged from deep in his heart - Zhou Nanxu, she is only eighteen years old, and you haven't officially obtained the marriage certificate yet!
then.
Suppress the strange feeling in your heart.
He took two steps back and put some distance between himself and Rong Mei.
Pretending nothing had happened, he urged, "Hurry up, I have to go to the group soon."
After he finished speaking, he took a step and hurried ahead.
The meaning was already very clear, it was almost like rejecting Rong Mei outright - I won't sleep with you tonight.
Rong Mei, who failed to flirt again: ...
Talking dirty!
He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Zhou Nanxu's back.
very good.
Man, you managed to get my attention.
Zhou Nanxu sent Rong Mei to the door of her house. Without even entering the house, he said goodbye to Rong Mei and hurried downstairs again.
Rong Mei was so angry that she clenched her teeth.
Is this the Pansi Cave that eats people? Why is she walking so fast?
But soon Rong Mei forgot about the man.
After washing up, she lit a lamp and started writing her plan.
I wrote until two in the morning before I finished, turned off the lights and went to bed.
The next morning, I got up at around eight o'clock as I usually went to the office at ten o'clock.
Today, Rong Mei left home at nine o'clock.
Went to the Propaganda Department of the Front Camp.
The director of the Propaganda Department was named Yin Yuanliang. He was not surprised by Rong Mei's arrival because his superiors had already informed him in advance.
However, when Rong Mei took out the neatly written plan to report her work to him, he was still a little surprised.
The handwriting is neat, the language is concise, and the expression is clear.
People can understand it at a glance.
He also did not hesitate to praise Rong Mei.
But he still had one thing he didn't understand.
That’s what Rong Mei’s performance program says – tentative?
Rong Mei explained, "Oh, I haven't confirmed this yet. I will report the project one day before the performance."
The reason it's tentative is that it depends on what instrument she can borrow on the day of the performance.
Of course, the plan she submitted was passed smoothly.
Yin Yuanliang even agreed to apply for funding. He would apply for it himself. He also needed to communicate with the canteen, and he would make the arrangements.
With someone to help her, Rong Mei was naturally happy and at ease.
"By the way, Director Yin, does the department have any musical instruments that can be borrowed? Can you lend them to me for the performance tonight?"
Apart from the art troupe which has musical instruments, the entire army can only place its hopes on the Propaganda Department which is responsible for propaganda work.
It’s a pity that Rong Mei was disappointed.
Yin Yuanliang sighed, "Alas, our department really doesn't have this thing. On weekdays, we are responsible for publicity work. When there are cultural activities, we are basically just auxiliary. We still have to go to the art troupe for this thing."
But there is hope.
"But it's not a difficult thing. You just need to go to the art troupe yourself. I'll call Director Liao of the art troupe and you can go directly to pick it up."
Rong Mei smiled and thanked him, "Then I'll trouble Director Yin."
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