Through the glass window of the corridor of the regiment headquarters, An Ge and Jiang Feng saw Teacher Liu and Jiang Meifeng sitting face to face on both sides of the conference table.

One is red-faced, the other is pale, and they are all in a state of red eyes when they see each other.

An Ge and Jiang Feng glanced at each other, and at the same time made a decision, squatting directly in the corridor, leaning against the glass window, and secretly looking inside, but to see what was going on.

I only heard Jiang Meifeng's voice holding back her nasal voice and opened her mouth slowly: "Chunhua, what are you doing here?" I just made a suggestion, and I didn't interfere with your intentions, you are so angry, you have said that for so many years, why can't you change your straight temper?"

"Jiang Meifeng, don't you come, you just made a suggestion?" Teacher Liu sneered: "Is that the attitude of making suggestions? What did you say to Lao Jia just now? Don't think I didn't hear it, I have to find a way to replace An Ge, who will replace An Ge? Let your baby daughter go? Is your baby daughter the material to play Wu Qinghua? Also, why do the actors of my dance team have to listen to your suggestion of singing? Let me ask you if you know how to dance?"

Jiang Feng heard the sentence, "We have to find a way to replace An Ge." He frowned and scolded secretly, "Damn, why can't you stop and stop." Sure enough, there is a mother, and there must be a daughter. ”

An Ge raised his eyebrows at him, and just wanted to ask, only to hear Jiang Meifeng say again: "Chunhua, you seem to have some misunderstanding about me, alas...... It's been all these years...... I'm just an old actor in our art troupe, and I have a deep affection for the troupe, otherwise why would I put my daughter in our art troupe to exercise? I don't believe you to inquire, how many art troupes begged me to put my daughter with them...... I don't believe in our art troupe, I believe in Chunhua, this is my best friend," she said and sighed faintly, as if she had been wronged by all kinds of grievances.

Jiang Feng squeezed his eyes at An Ge when he heard this, you understand what it means.

An Ge pursed his lips and smiled, it turned out that this was "There is a mother, there must be a daughter." ”

Jiang Meifeng's tone of voice is very similar to Han Xiaoya's, except that she is soft and hard.

It's no wonder that these are all people in their forties, and it's too unreal to pretend to be a little girl.

Liu Chunhua sneered.

"Chunhua, Meifeng was also a member of our art troupe back then, and she had a deep affection for our troupe, and she made suggestions for the sake of our troupe. Don't get me wrong...... Although An Ge has a good dance major, she is very problematic in terms of political consciousness. Chunhua, don't be rash. Jia Ming was on the sidelines to help.

What a big hat, An Ge pursed her lips when she heard this, and couldn't help but smile coldly, she was a little worried that she would "look ugly", but this time she couldn't be annoyed a little.

"Lao Jia, I want to be a dancer, not a pacesetter of political consciousness that you want. Liu Chunhua said with a sneer: "Also, why do you think that An Ge's political consciousness is very problematic...... I see that she has overcome family difficulties this time, and she is still able to persist in training and complete tasks, which reflects the high political consciousness of a dancer. ”

"She used her connections to go through the back door and give her father treatment that did not meet the regulations, but this is not a matter of political consciousness? Also, many comrades have reflected that she is serious about individualism, does not love the collective, and does not unite with comrades, is this also a problem of political consciousness?" Jia Ming couldn't wait to behave, eager to degrade An Ge to uselessness.

"What are your reasons for that...... Liu Chunhua was so angry that he was speechless: "It's just a crime of desire, why bother." ”

"Hey, Chunhua, how are you talking to the leader?" In front of Jiang Meifeng, Jia Ming felt very faceless, after all, he was the political commissar of the art troupe.

"Leader, Lao Jia, don't forget that I am also a cadre at the regimental level, and in terms of military rank, we are at the same level. "Liu Chunhua is fighting to the end this time.

The appearance of someone aroused the irritability in her heart, and the anger that she usually held back spread in her chest.

"Alright, alright, both of you can say less. Commander Zheng played a round game, "They are all old people, is it interesting to fight for these? Now the key question is who will perform, whether to send An Ge or send Han Xiaoya? It will be performed in another week, and if you don't make a decision, it will be too late, if it is like the last National Day performance, I don't think the head of the art troupe of our military region will want to do it." As the head of the regiment in charge of business, he has lingering feelings about the last National Day performance.

The dance "Wind and Rain", which was the focus of the creation, made a mistake and became a joke.

"Well, let's hear what the dancers have to say and ask for everyone's opinions. ”

An Ge and Jiang Feng, who were hiding in the corridor, heard Head Zheng calling Yang Lixin: "What about asking you to inform An Ge and Jiang Feng to come over for a meeting? Why haven't you arrived yet? Also, you called the business backbones of your dance team, Han Xiaoya, Li Jing, and what Xie Yuhong...... Call as many as you can, and come along. Don't want to hide when you encounter something, this is the team you directly manage, who will clean up this mess for you. ”

Jiang Feng and An Ge glanced at each other tacitly, stood up, adjusted their military uniforms, stood upright, raised their hands and knocked on the door of the regiment headquarters: "Report." ”

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"So you're An Ge?" Jiang Meifeng sat on the sofa, half-squinted her eyes, and looked up and down.

"Report chief, I am An Ge, and I am a dancer of the art troupe. An Ge Lizheng raised his hand and saluted solemnly, without the slightest slackness, his every move was upright and polite, so that people couldn't find the slightest fault, but there was a high and indifferent determination between his gestures, Jiang Meifeng frowned, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh, I heard that you and our Xiaoya ......" she snorted coldly, deliberately only half a sentence, and then smiled meaningfully, hinting at her identity to the other party.

In front of this little girl as big as her daughter, she didn't bother to pretend anymore.

An Ge frowned and repeated: "Our Xiaoya ......" and then she made a sudden realization: "Oh, it turns out that you are Han Xiaoya's mother, no wonder some comrades-in-arms said today that you are here to fight for Han Xiaoya's role, Han Xiaoya also deliberately said that her mother came to our group to do business, not to compete for the starring role, in the end, you are well educated, Xiaoya's consciousness is high." ”

She said it extremely sincerely, without the slightest hypocrisy, and even Jiang Feng, who was on the side, said secretly: "This acting skill is getting better and better." ”

Jiang Meifeng's face stiffened, and there was a hint of embarrassment: "Yes, we are all educating Xiaoya to keep her duty, guard against arrogance and rashness, and don't be special just because she is a cadre's child." She said and looked at Jia Ming and Head Zheng beside her, and said: "It's a pity that young people nowadays don't have that kind of consciousness. ”