Song Ran happily returned home, thinking about what Director Li explained to her, from tomorrow, she will go to the art troupe to report, first give her a week of inspection, and then decide to stay after a week, she has to behave well.

When I returned home, Wu's mother greeted her: "Just now, Camp Commander Gu called to look for you." ”

Song Ran replied lightly: "Got it." ”

"Camp Commander Gu left a phone number, let you go back to him when you come back. ”

Song Ran took the small note and snorted: "Who wants to call him back." ”

Mother Wu looked at her with a smile: "It's rare, you have a conflict with Camp Chief Gu?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "Since he is on a mission, let him carry out the task with peace of mind, I won't call to disturb him." ”

Song Ran covered his cheeks with a faint pain, ate a little food, and went upstairs.

Gu Jingxing waited in the communication room of the Northwest Military Region and couldn't wait for anyone, and seeing that it was too late, he left the communication room with a faint sense of loss.

Song Ran was excited at this moment, and he didn't have time to care about Gu Jingxing at all, thinking about how to perform well when he joined the art troupe tomorrow.

In addition, she hasn't told her family about this yet, but her sister and her father know about it, will she strongly oppose it?

It's better to hide it from them first, at least until you become an official member of the art troupe, then the raw rice will be cooked and cooked, and it will be useless for them to object.

The next day, Song Ran got up early in the morning, and at breakfast, Song Guoqing also asked her: "Since it's a holiday, let's sleep a little longer, it's so cold, why do you get up so early?"

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Song Ran's toothache is much better, she said perfunctorily: "Oh, I made an appointment with Li Sheng to go out together." ”

Song Guoqing nodded: "Well, it's okay to play, don't play too crazy, you know? Go home early in the evening, it's the end of the year, and it's not too peaceful outside." ”

Song Xuan also said: "Indeed, at the end of the year, many social idlers plan to sneak a good sum of money in these two days to go home for the New Year, and go home after dark, do you hear?"

Song Ran nodded like pounding garlic: "I heard it, I heard it." ”

After breakfast, Song Ran went to the art troupe in a hurry, and the gate of the art troupe had not yet opened, so she stood at the gate outside the courtyard, waiting for the gatekeeper to open the door with a smile on her face.

The gatekeeper came with Director Li, and Song Ran hurriedly handed over the thermos cup: "Director Li, you can taste the sweet soup I brought." ”

Director Li looked at her with a cold face: "Just do things well, don't think about corrupting me with small favors, I don't want to eat this." ”

Song Ran retracted his hand and responded: "I will do things well." ”

The gatekeeper played a round game: "What kind of sweet soup did you bring?"

Song Ran hurriedly handed over the thermos cup: "Egg custard stuffed with red bean wine." ”

The uncle praised: "Ouch, this is delicious and delicious, Director Li loves to eat wine, I'll bring it to Director Li's office for you." ”

Song Ran smiled: "I'm sorry for you." ”

The gatekeeper happily carried the thermos cup into a small ivory building on the left.

Director Li's tone was still not good: "Don't bring it in the future, you know?"

Song Ran was admitted by her exceptionally, and if she accepted her little favor again, wouldn't it give people a handle? It is not good for this little girl's reputation.

Song Ran nodded solemnly: "I know the director." ”

She thought that she would come over and bring something to eat on the first day to express her gratitude to the director, but she didn't think about it so thoughtfully.