Sheng Ning's father is a veteran of the Korean War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. Her mother has run away since she was born. Later, my father married another widow from a foreign country, and the widow also brought an oil bottle. Since she was a child, Shengning had a bad relationship with her stepmother and stepsister. Later, she realized that although her stepmother was mean to her, she really paid too much for selling her own daughter in order to make her a soldier.

She finally understood in the previous life, but it was too late. The stepsister committed suicide by drinking pesticides less than three years after marrying to the mayor's house. The stepmother couldn't stand the blow and she couldn't afford it. Finally, when she was in jail, her father visited her once, and she still remembered the look in her eyes.

All the past, in Sheng Ning's mind, like black-and-white movies, kept playing back. Every scene and every shot made her hate herself very much. The hands on her knees were tightly clenched together, almost breaking her fingers.

"Sheng Ning, are you nervous?" Zhang Hongmei leaned to Sheng Ning's side with a flushed face, "I'm almost so nervous, I don't know where to put my hands."

Sheng Ning shook her head, "Not nervous." She was also nervous to death this time in her previous life, but after countless performances in the following, she was used to it. She just sat here quietly waiting for the scene, and she had a calm demeanor.

Zhang Hongmei's face turned redder, and she whispered: "Shengning, you seem to have changed." She became no match for the previous Shengning.

Sheng Ning panicked, and quickly said at a loss: "Hongmei, are you still complaining about me? I used to bully you, because I was not good, I apologize to you."

Zhang Hongmei was used to being bullied in the art troupe. Someone apologized to her, but she was panicked and shook her head quickly.

"No, I didn't blame you, in fact, I know your heart is good." Everyone bullied her, only Sheng Ning would apologize to her.

Sheng Ning felt sad for a while, seeing that she had been blinded by lard before, and even Zhang Hongmei, who was the most honest and honest friend in the cultural troupe, could see better than her.

I remember that Zhang Hongmei seemed to be married to a fellow soldier in her previous life. In the past, Sheng Ning's eyes were higher than the top, and she naturally looked down on these people. After thinking about it for a long time, she did not remember what Zhang Hongmei's future husband would look like.

"It's almost here, it's almost here..." urged the backstage support staff responsible for arranging the performance.

Sheng Ning hurriedly stood up, sorted out the clothes on her body, and waited behind the curtain with the seven dancing members of the art troupe.

The huge and heavy curtain blocked everything in front of him, and Sheng Ning was excited and quietly lifted the opening cloth to look ahead. It's just that as soon as she stretched her head, she suddenly felt countless pairs of sharp eyes, which scared her to put down the curtain and calm the noisy heartbeat.

Sitting in the auditorium are the best soldiers and officers of the entire military region, many of whom are scouts. That look was like a reconnaissance plane, how could it not be able to spot her.

It's just that everyone is not malicious, purely curious.

Xu Qigang in the audience was not interested in performing at all. If the commander hadn't ordered him to come, he would rather bring his soldiers to participate in the training.

He was already drowsy sitting under the stage, and suddenly he saw the little head sticking out from behind the curtain.

Xu Qigang's hard face unconsciously appeared soft.

It's so cute!

Shen Jianguo, who was sitting in his back seat, also saw Sheng Ning, and a smile appeared on his polite face.

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