May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

"Here!" Lu Xiaoshuang quickly ran over, "Head of the team, you looking for me?"

"How is Dielianhua's practice recently?" Yang Wenying asked.

Lu Xiaoshuang scratched his head embarrassedly, and said in shame: "I'm sorry, the leader, I have been busy practicing Hope Field recently, Dielianhua didn't practice."

"Not once?" Yang Wenying's voice became severe.

"Sheng Ning often practices." Lu Xiaoshuang has seen Sheng Ning practice jumping butterflies and flowers in his spare time more than once. She originally saw her very uncomfortable, but now she has to admire her hard work and talent.

I hope that Yuanye’s dance has Western characteristics and performance. It is very difficult for her, and she has no energy to practice others. But Sheng Ning can easily control it every time, so she can't accept it.

Yang Wenying remembered the Dielianhua that Sheng Ning had danced before, nodded, and said coldly: "You guys have been practicing hard for me recently. Next month, I will show condolences. I will transfer people from each group."

"Yes!" Lu Xiaoshuang saluted a military salute, "Head, you can rest assured, you promise to complete the task!"

As a literary soldier, it is your duty to show condolences, and I was told when I joined the army. No matter how hard and tired, no one would dare to shrink back.

As a qualified soldier of the People's Liberation Army, it is their duty to send wonderful performances to the soldiers and civilians guarding the front line.

"Okay! Go ahead and leave it to you for your dance team."

Lu Xiaoshuang did not leave, he hesitated and said, "Where is Team Leader Zheng?" When she and Zheng Meilin's Liang Zi were in the cafeteria, the competition between the dance group and the dance group became increasingly fierce.

On behalf of the Thirty-nine Division Art Troupe, it is an honor to go down to the performance. Although it delayed the practice of Hope Field, it still caused a group of dissatisfaction.

"This is the order to be executed!" Yang Wenying said in the art troupe. She was happy to see the success of the private competition of these little girls, but she would turn her face and deny people if things were delayed.

"It's the head!" Lu Xiaoshuang left with a grin.

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After eating at noon, I have a short half-hour break. People who are acquainted with each other will gather together to chat. The weather is a bit cold, and everyone in twos and threes is not out in the practice room.

There is floor heating here, which is the warmest.

Sheng Ning put her chin in her hands, thinking about the idea of ​​the script, since she decided to develop in this direction in the future, she could not relax.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt someone pat her shoulder behind her.

When she turned around, she was a strange girl, and she seemed to be dressed by the drama club.

"Comrade, what's the matter?"

The little girl shyly smiled at Shengning, "Someone is looking for you, waiting for you outside."

"Oh!" Sheng Ning nodded, got up and followed the girl, and asked as he walked, "Who is looking for me?"

Training has been intense recently, and she has not seen anyone except the art troupe. When I was sending the letter, I went to the reception room, thinking that I had no chance to find Xu Qigang.

Martial law is now at the end of the year, and it is difficult to get out of the division compound.

The little girl's face became more and more shy, her cheeks flushed, and she stammered: "You will know when you go!"

"Oh!" Sheng Ning frowned in confusion.

The distance is very short. Behind the practice room is a cedar tree with dozens of greenery. Standing in front of the glass window behind the training room, one can vaguely see this cedar tree.

At this time, a layer of crystal snow was piled up on the branches of the cedar forest, which was dazzling in the afternoon sun.