Jiang Lan looked at the eldest brother of the Chen family who went in with a smile and came out with a sullen face, and wisely kept her mouth shut and watched.
Chen Yuanwu placed the bottle in Jiang Yun's basket and said in a businesslike manner, "Xiaojun, come to the publicity department tomorrow morning to get your photo."
Jiang Jun smiled back, "Thank you. I'll come over at nine tomorrow morning."
She thought this was the most natural reaction, but Chen Yuanwu turned around and went back into the cafeteria as if he didn't know her.
"Tsk, you took me to play table tennis, and so many people know me now, and you still have to pretend not to know me in front of others? Are you trying to avoid suspicion? How funny!" Jiang Jun complained inwardly, pushing his bicycle to take Jiang Lan home.
After staying in this time and space for a year, Jiang Jun felt that the rules of no physical contact between men and women in the military compound seemed to be more strict than in the society outside the compound.
She didn't expect that there were so many enthusiastic spectators in the compound. When they saw unmarried men and women, they also liked to cheer and encourage them to be together.
It seems that Chen Yuanwu's attempt to avoid suspicion is too late?
Jiang Jun smiled and said that when she went to get the photos again, she would definitely drag Chen Yuanwu to play another game of table tennis to see his expression!
The next morning, Jiang Jun brought the notes she had made and a bottle of homemade soy milk to Chen Yuanwudang as a birthday present.
Since we were born on the same day, we should show some appreciation. You know, the soy milk she makes is of Michelin three-star quality!
Everyone in the Propaganda Department went to build relationships with the people in the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, leaving only Chen Yuanwu in the darkroom developing photos.
Jiang Jun kindly asked, "The troupe will be returning to the capital this afternoon. It would be a shame if you didn't go and keep in touch with them! I can pick up the photo you gave Xiaolan later."
Chen Yuanwu didn't answer, but took Jiang Yun into the darkroom: "Look at these photos and pick one for Xiaolan."
Jiang Jun looked curiously at the photos in the darkroom that were clamped on the wire like clothes hanging on the clothesline. In the era when there were only black and white photos, this darkroom was already a luxury.
I tilted my head back and looked at each picture one by one.
Finally, Jiang Jun stopped in front of a photo of a female singer and pointed: "Squad Leader Chen, this one is good!"
Chen Yuanwu reached over Jiang Yun's head to take the photo down and looked at it. "Doesn't Xiaolan like that Uyghur singer?"
Jiang Jun shook his head. "Xiao Lan can't keep secrets to begin with. If she keeps looking at that singer's photo all day, she'll probably start to lie."
As soon as she saw the big portrait, she got a professional disease and couldn't help but point and comment.
With a personality like Jiang Lan's, if she starts to make progress in reforming herself, it will be bad if she develops the habit of saying one thing and meaning another.
Chen Yuanwu was puzzled: "Why? If it was the photo you chose, you wouldn't lie."
This is the first time I've heard this reason, it's really fresh.
Jiang Jun looked through a long circle of photos and had been wanting to say, "Of course. The singer I chose will be the head of the song and dance troupe in the future."
As an elite headhunter with an eye for CEOs, she has never missed a treasure.
If Jiang Lan could have such a parent, she would definitely be of good family background!
Children always try to get as close as possible to their idols. In addition to imitating their words and deeds, they also try to assimilate their mentality and emotions. Therefore, you must not choose the wrong idol.
Chen Yuanwu became interested and looked carefully at the photo in his hand. The female singer smiled brightly, "Xiaojun, how did you know? She is now the group leader of the Revolutionary Committee Office of the song and dance troupe. I heard that she just joined the Party not long ago. How did you know she could be the troupe leader?"
Jiang Jun pointed at the lines of her eyebrows and eyes in the photo and said, "Look, her face is so dignified and looks particularly majestic. Her eyebrows are clear and her eyes are beautiful, her nose is high and straight, her teeth are straight and white, and her smile is bright. Just looking at her is inspiring."
"You can also read faces?" Chen Yuanwu reached out and took down all the headshots hanging on the wire. "Come on, Xiaojun, let's take the photos to the small conference room. There's good light there and no one will disturb us."
There were many people from the song and dance troupe, and Chen Yuanwu took individual photos for each artist, and the table was filled with headshots.
These artists have been carefully selected to perform on stage. They already have excellent innate conditions. Over time, each of them has become a world-renowned artist. They cherish their opportunities and have a sincere love for the careers they love.
Especially when Jiang Yun looked at the photo of the Chinese-Russian female singer, whether it was a half-length or full-length photo, she was smiling very brightly, which made people who saw it feel warm.
Jiang Yun walked around the table and explained everything to Chen Yuanwu one by one.
"Like I said earlier, telling lies doesn't necessarily mean lying," Jiang Jun pointed to several photos of another dancer looking back from the side. "In full-body photos, turning sideways and smiling back like this is posed, an artistic gesture. But these three backstage work photos reveal her thoughts. The hand movements are always concealing, which means she's trying to hide her true thoughts. So when she expresses her opinions, she's not being sincere and isn't saying what she really means."
People who say one thing and mean another aren't necessarily bad, but they certainly can't be leaders. People who say one thing and mean another are always indecisive and often have difficulty making choices.
Chen Yuanwu raised his eyebrows. "In the company, all the soldiers stand at attention in the same posture, with the same expression. How can you tell if they'll become company commanders, regimental commanders, or even field marshals in the future?"
A soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is not a good soldier, but not everyone who recites this slogan can become a marshal.
Jiang Yun: "Look at the eyes. You can tell if you have enough confidence by looking at the eyes."
Chen Yuanwu immediately pulled out a few ID photos of soldiers mixed in with the photos and asked, "What do you think of these people?"
These are all Chen Yuanwu’s good comrades, good friends with whom he could talk about anything during training in the recruit company.
Jiang Jun smiled. They were still new recruits, but it was a bit difficult to see their bright future. "They are all seeded players!"
Chen Yuanwu humbly asked for advice: "Seed player?"
Jiang Jun grinned. "Tell me, who are the people they admire? Seeded players grow up based on the people they admire."
"Let me think about it!" Chen Yuanwu did not think about who his comrades admired, but immediately thought of the person he admired the most.
Jiang Jun talked for a long time, his mouth was dry and he couldn't help coughing a few times.
Chen Yuanwu put down the photo and offered to serve tea and water. "They all went to meet the members of the song and dance troupe. Only a few people on duty on the first floor are left."
"Squad Leader Chen, these are the drinks and snacks I made myself," Jiang Jun took the opportunity to take out the homemade drinks and snacks, and watched Chen Yuanwu's smile gradually widen. "Happy birthday to you!"
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