In Jiang Feng's bungalow, she was sitting in the room, with a thin cigarette between her fingers, and her assistant Du Juan walked in and whispered: "Sister Feng, I went to Song Ran's school to find out, Song Ran's popularity in their school is very popular, and several students from the student union are sparing no effort to help her publicize, it seems that her attendance rate will probably not be worse than you when the time comes." ”

Jiang Feng frowned, and his heart was not smooth: "Won't it be worse than me, or better than me?"

Du Juan didn't tell the truth: "She...... How could she be better than you?"

Jiang Feng lit a little cigarette ash, took another puff of cigarette, and said irritably: "Originally, I asked Song Ran to perform a day before me, wait...... When it's time to sell tickets for the show, I will tell the ticket department that we will change the order of the performance, I think, those who bought tickets and entered the theater, they should not go out again, besides, after dressing up, can they tell who is Song Ran and who is Jiang Feng......?

Du Juan was a little apprehensive: "Is this okay?"

Jiang Feng smiled disdainfully: "What's not to do, just allow her Song Ran to use small means, don't you want to think of a way?" The director of the ticket department has a lot of handles in my hands,"

Du Juan didn't say much, she knew that Jiang Feng had always been bent on going her own way, and if she talked too much, it annoyed her, and it was her who was unlucky.

When Jiang Feng was intriguing and thinking about how to squeeze Song Ran down, Song Ran was seriously memorizing his lines and figuring out the character's character.

Even, she would get up early every morning and run around the bungalow area a few times to maintain a tall posture.

In the last two days, as soon as Song Ran's schoolwork was over, he was completely immersed in the art troupe, and he would rehearse until late every day before going home.

The teacher who taught the play was very strict, Song Ran finally realized Gu Jingxing's good intentions, indeed, her body did lack training, and it was a little difficult to act in some fight scenes.

It seems that when her brother comes back, she will really be trained by him like his soldiers.

On the day of Song Ran's performance, she came to the backstage early, and as soon as she entered the backstage, she saw Jiang Feng's assistant Du Juan, she was a little surprised, and the army was also very surprised.

When she passed by Jiang Feng's dressing room, she saw Jiang Feng who had already dressed up, dressed in a female general's costume, which made her heroic and sassy, not angry and arrogant.

Song Ran sighed lightly, raised his chin slightly, stood at the door, looked at the person who was dressing in the mirror, and said coldly: "Sister Feng, have you misremembered the time? Today ...... It's the day I perform. ”

Jiang Feng didn't even look back, only said contemptuously: "Oh, is it? Then you go and see today's ticket, who is the actor behind it." ”

Song Ran squinted: "What are you...... What do you mean?"

Jiang Feng hooked his lips and smiled: "Song Ran, I'm sorry, I still have important things tomorrow, my bones were cracked before, and I have to go to the hospital for a reexamination tomorrow, so I adjusted the time, and I will act first." ”

The army was anxious all of a sudden, and was about to step forward to reason with her, but Song Ran pressed it down, and her voice became colder and colder: "So, Sister Feng, have you discussed with me when you adjust the time? Have you discussed with Director Li? Have you discussed with Head Shao?"

With a snap, Jiang Feng slammed the comb in his hand, got up, walked up to her, and stared at her arrogantly: "Yo, have you learned to use Director Li to press me, and you have learned to use Head Shao to press me?"

Song Ran thought that if she slapped down, then she would lose, losing to her radical general.

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