In the next few days, Lin Xiaohuan and Zhou Ranran worked in the hospital during the day, and went to the division art troupe to rehearse at night.

In the art troupe, except for the dance rehearsal room, which is very large, the area of the other rehearsal rooms is very small, Song Yuzhi arranges other programs in her troupe to rehearse during the day, and concentrates on the dance studio to practice dance at night, so that the instrument room is empty at night, just left for the two of them to use alone.

Therefore, it was not until the night before the party, when everyone gathered in the auditorium for live rehearsals, that He Tingting saw their program for the first time, the choreography was magnificent, but the movements were beautiful, and with the bright and crisp sound of the bamboo flute, their performance was likely to be the best program in the party.

A sense of crisis suddenly rose in her heart.

At the same time, she is also annoyed and complaining.

Why did the head of the troupe give them such a good dance to perform.

He Tingting glanced at his comrades-in-arms who were all praising him, and said with a smile: "Xiao Huan, Ran Ran, your show is so good-looking, this dance is newly choreographed for you by the head of the troupe, right?" Why did you lie to me that you would use the old dance in the group, maybe you were afraid that we would rob you, right? Hehe......"

When the literary and artistic soldiers present heard this, they looked at Lin Xiaohuan and Zhou Ranran with doubts and puzzles.

Shen Mei was also a little strange, but through recent contact, she liked the two of them quite a lot, and felt that they might just say it casually at that time, and there was no deep meaning, so she smiled and played the round, "Tingting, Xiao Huan, they didn't know much about dance before, they probably thought we danced, don't think about it." ”

"Hehe, I didn't think much about it, in fact, they are all colleagues from our division, and everyone performs the same, I just don't think they need to lie to us, originally because they rehearsed alone, we have been worried." He Tingting responded gently.

Her tone and expression were disappointed, and her eyes showed even more grievances.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaohuan silently rolled her eyes in her heart, feeling that there was something wrong with her brain.

Zhou Ranran didn't even give her a look, and practiced the bamboo flute seriously, as if she was talking to the air.

The literary and artistic soldiers listened to her words, but they began to whisper, and they also felt that they had no need to hide it, and everyone would not be so stingy......

Shen Mei didn't understand the situation, so it was hard to say anything, and seeing that her comrades-in-arms were talking louder and louder, she could only look anxiously at the door of the auditorium, looking forward to the head of the regiment coming back quickly.

Song Yuzhi was also here to watch them rehearse, but not long ago she was suddenly called to the division commander's office.

Lin Xiaohuan glanced at everyone's gossip looks, then looked at He Tingting and said with a blank expression: "He Tingting, you are so strange, we didn't tell you from beginning to end that we were going to dance the old dance in the group, why did you say that?" ”

Pretending to be aggrieved? Who wouldn't?

Lin Xiaohuan's pure big eyes looked at her tightly, with a little questioning in her innocent eyes.

"That night, Ran Ran Ming told me that he was going to dance an old dance, and said that the head of the troupe could help you choreograph the dance in one night, so quickly, did you forget what you said yourself?" He Tingting immediately retorted.

The literary and artistic soldiers saw that the two of them insisted on their own words, and their minds began to change left and right.

Some didn't know who to trust for a while, some felt that Lin Xiaohuan and they didn't look like cautious people, and of course some had a good relationship with He Tingting, so they naturally chose to believe her.

Someone helped He Tingting speak: "Tingting, don't argue with people like them, our art troupe is kind enough to help them, they are still guarding us, and they have to rehearse alone, don't pay attention to them." ”

This kind of person? Lin Xiaohuan frowned and sneered.

She looked at this literary soldier who thought she was "righteous", and said in a light tone: "Did you hear our conversation at that time? If you don't know, don't rush to make a statement. ”

Zhou Ranran saw that her expression had faded, and she also put down the bamboo flute and walked over.

She glanced at the people who were helping her, her eyes fixed on He Tingting, and said coldly: "He Tingting, what I said at the time was that we were going to dance the old dance, not the dance that the division art troupe danced, and the head of the Song regiment did help us get the dance out in one night." ”

Her eyes were a little cold, and the aura on her body suddenly became depressing, so everyone, including He Tingting, didn't reply for a while.

Lin Xiaohuan also added: "As for asking for a separate rehearsal, it's even funnier, don't you think too highly of us, will the head of the regiment agree to whatever we ask?" ”

"Why did you all stop? Done with all the exercises? "Song Yuzhi is back.

Shen Mei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her, and immediately spoke: "Leader, you are finally back." ”

Song Yuzhi looked stunned, Shen Mei knew it, as soon as she heard this, she knew that there was a mess at the scene, and hurriedly asked: "What are you all doing when I'm not there?" ”

Everyone straightened up, but no one dared to speak.

"Shen Mei, you say." Song Yuzhi stared at her with a serious face.

Shen Mei said everyone's questions, and hoped that the head of the regiment could explain.

Song Yuzhi listened to her words, and her brows furrowed even tighter.

She swept through everyone one by one, and finally looked at He Tingting, and said solemnly: "What's so strange about this, this dance was originally an old dance more than 20 years ago, but you haven't seen it, as for the separate rehearsal, I also arranged it, their dance is different from yours, and there is an empty room, everyone doesn't need to crowd together to rehearse, and the door of the rehearsal room is not locked, so what is not guarded." ”

After listening to her words, everyone knew that Lin Xiaohuan and the others were not lying, and quietly raised their eyes to look at the two of them, with an embarrassed apology in their eyes.

But some people were still uncomfortable, and couldn't help muttering: "Leader, you are so partial, why don't you leave such a good dance for us to dance by ourselves, and give it to outsiders." ”

Song Yuzhi immediately glared at her, "I see that you have pink eye that affects your eyesight, and I don't take a closer look at this dance, it is a solo dance, is it suitable for so many of you to dance?" And I also remembered this dance when I saw Lin Xiaohuan, because it was a dance choreographed by her mother back then. ”

"Huh? Her mother's choreographed dance? Her mother is also a literary soldier? ”

"This choreography is very good, and her mother is very good."

For a while, everyone was whispering about Zhou Joy.

"Alright, it's all quiet." Song Yuzhi clapped her palms to stop the noise, and then criticized: "You don't just care about envy and redness when you watch her dance, you should self-reflect, what she did for the first time, and what she is like now after practice, you have all seen it, talent is good, but more important is to practice diligently." ”

"Yes! Head. Everyone responded immediately.

Song Yuzhi then informed another thing, "The division commander said just now that there are comrades-in-arms from the capital army coming to our division headquarters tomorrow night, which means that you represent the face of our division headquarters, one or two cheer me up, don't drop the chain!" ”

"Yes!" As soon as they heard that other troops were coming, everyone became enthusiastic in an instant.

But Lin Xiaohuan and Zhou Ranran's expressions were very calm, and they were even a little helpless in their hearts, according to their experience, this kind of temporary news and people always turned out to be ...... There have been some twists and turns, and I hope it's not the best this time.

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