Chapter 55: The First Townhouse

Autumn turns to winter, and the climate gradually gets colder.

As the end of the year approached, all the work of the troops was counted in a countdown stage, and everyone was busy one after another.

As the all-army theatrical performance at the end of the year draws closer and closer, the task of rehearsals is getting heavier and heavier.

Perhaps it was because of Han Xiaoya watching from the side, An Ge never dared to take it lightly, and completed the rehearsal task seriously every day, and carefully buttoned every action.

Ange's life is very simple and monotonous, every day is just three o'clock and one line, from the dormitory to the rehearsal hall to the hospital, and so on.

However, the simpler life is, the more it gives her a calm mind. It's still too late, study hard, train hard, and live the life you want to live.

Dancing, self-study, reading literary books, reading famous books, slowly storing the required knowledge, Mr. Liu also said that literary background is the basis for shaping all characters, if there is no deep cultural foundation, it is impossible to deeply understand the characters you want to create.

An Ge took Mr. Liu's words to heart, and went to the library to get a library card.

She worked so hard that she didn't fit in with her surroundings, and soon caused a new round of dissatisfaction.

"Ange just doesn't feel at ease at work, thinking about his own things all day long. ”

"Yes, she's doing individualism, not collectivism. ”

Also, she has no one in her eyes, never takes others in her eyes, and has no class feelings for her comrades. ”

"That's it, she doesn't unite her comrades-in-arms, she forms small groups, except for Li Jing and Zhou Tingting, she looks like she ignores other comrades-in-arms, she is tall and hypocritical, and looks down on others. ”

In a certain "back-to-back" criticism and self-criticism life meeting, An Ge gained a lot of opinions, and even Yang Lixin was a little surprised, he didn't expect An Ge to be so unpopular in the team.

Of course, An Ge is not the only one who is unpopular, Han Xiaoya, Xie Yuhong, Zhu Mei...... And so on, all of them are not good relationships.

Except for Zhu Mei, those three are all technical backbones and future training objects.

Hell too.

Yang Lixin really couldn't understand these seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, their minds were so incomprehensible.

However, the instructor's job is to do a good job in everyone's ideological and political education, and this situation that is not conducive to unity really gives Yang Lixin a headache.

He went to discuss with the squad leader Li Jing.

Li Jing was not surprised, "Instructor, don't bother with this." Anyway, it's not a day or two like this, and to put it bluntly, there is no contradiction, and no one can get used to anyone. ”

"Then why can't you get used to it? These people are all key training objects in the regiment, so there is a problem if they continue like this. Yang Lixin was worried.

They are a military art troupe, and the requirements for the training targets are red and specialized, and it is not possible to look at political consciousness.

Li Jing said: "Leaders, if you can't get used to it, you can't get used to it, and there is no reason." ”

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "I can't get used to Han Xiaoya, and Zhu Mei can't get used to Ange." ”

Yang Lixin patted the materials on the table, "But in addition to you and Zhou Tingting, there are really a lot of people who have opinions about An Ge, you have a good relationship with her, you have to remind her more, don't always be on top, detach from the masses, and pay attention to having a good relationship with everyone." ”

"She's the female number one, it's normal to dislike her, who doesn't want to be the female number one. ”

Yang Lixin shook his head with a serious face, "You can't say anything, if everyone doesn't like her, there must be something wrong with her, you, as the squad leader and her good friends, should remind her from time to time, and if there is no change, you will be encouraged!"

Li Jing agreed.

Thinking about it, he was not convinced: "An Ge just doesn't like to waste time on others, and she doesn't say it so hypocritically and detached from the masses, you see that she doesn't like Han Xiaoya so much, isn't she patient to help her rehearse!"

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced An Ge became, as soon as she went back, she told An Ge these words, but she didn't expect people to be very calm, "Forget it, let others say it, I can't stop other people's mouths." ”

Li Jing said: "Lao Yang's words are not right, what is meant by changing if there is nothing, then encouragement." It is to seek truth from facts. ”

An Ge yawned boredly: "He is an instructor, he doesn't think like this, who thinks like this, Political Commissar Jia also said that what I said is even more ugly! In comparison, he can be regarded as protecting me." ”

Speaking of Jia Ming, the corners of An Ge's mouth twitched, he still targeted her everywhere!

"By the way, when it comes to Political Commissar Jia, I remember, the first rehearsal will be held tomorrow, how are you prepared? I heard that the regiment is going to bring people to see it, don't let him find trouble. Li Jing reminded her.

An Ge nodded.

The next day was the first rehearsal of the "Red Detachment of Women" dance drama, and from the prologue, An Ge played well, basically meeting Mr. Liu's requirements.

Just as they began to rehearse to the second act, Jia Ming accompanied a few people into the rehearsal hall, and after watching for a while, Jia Ming stepped forward and whispered a few words to the teacher.

The female Red Army soldier played by Li Jing stood opposite them, and when she saw Teacher Liu's face, she immediately became gloomy.

Li Jing looked at the group of people curiously, in addition to Commander Zheng and Instructor Yang, there were several people he didn't know, among them was a middle-aged woman in a military uniform, with fair skin and charm, looking very familiar.

She knew that something was wrong, and sure enough, when the section was over, Teacher Liu called a timeout.

Beckoning everyone to come around.

"Everyone behaved well just now, but we still have to pay attention to the rhythm, especially the female Red Army soldiers here, our eyes should always follow Wu Qinghua, she is a newcomer brought by Hong Changqing, you use your eyes to express your sympathy for her and your anger at Nan Batian's atrocities, don't look like standing on the side and watching the excitement, you know?"

"Got it. ”

"Okay, I'm done here, now we welcome Political Commissar Jia to have something to say. After Mr. Liu finished speaking, he stepped aside with a stiff face, and Jia Ming looked at her, his face a little embarrassed.

He had no choice but to step forward, coughed helplessly, and emphasized the importance of the performance in a clichΓ©, and said a few words of encouragement to everyone, and then cut to the chase: "Just now An Ge played Wu Qinghua, and he performed well, but since we have set up A and B corners in this play, let's also check how Han Xiaoya is preparing for B corner today, and Xiaoya will perform for us in the next scene." ”

He glanced back at the middle-aged female soldier, and after getting the approval, he took the lead in applauding.

Someone slapped his hands a few times.

The look of embarrassment on Jia Ming's face became even more obvious, and he waved his hand: "Let's rest for ten minutes first." ”

After saying that, he retreated back to the middle of the men.

An Ge and Jiang Feng had just finished dancing a pas de deux, wiping their sweat with a towel on the pole, and when they heard this, they both couldn't help but turn their faces at the same time and glanced at the strangers.

"Who is that woman?" An Ge asked.

Jiang Feng hooked his lips, lowered his voice and sneered: "Who else?" Mrs. Han, the famous soprano Ms. Jiang Meifeng. ”

An Ge sighed.

Jiang Feng sighed twice: "It's really amazing, I personally went out to fight for the role of my daughter." ”

An Ge's heart was poured down by a basin of cold water, feeling cold and cold, but she refused to show it on her face, she took the towel again and continued to wipe her sweat, "She really gave me face." ”