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At the beginning of January, the simple morning was awakened by the joy of the female soldiers in the dormitory.

It seems...it's snowing.

I simply sat up, not even wearing a coat. When I walked out of the dormitory, I looked at the thin layer of white on the grass and trees not far away, and I felt a little bored.

Although she has been in Bincheng for two years, there are snow in the United States every winter. She will not be as excited and persistent in snow like this group of southerners who have never seen the "world"...

At noon, although Gu Jiu said he would help her bring lunch and dinner from the villa, in order to avoid suspicion, he basically didn't go to his office to eat much.

canteen.

He simply ate the rice on the plate and listened to Ling Changshu on the opposite side saying something.

It seems that the art troupe is coming to the DT Military Region to perform a condolence performance.

What else do you say? This snow is a good omen...

The soldiers in the army seemed to be very excited about the art troupe. After all, the female soldiers in the art troupe were all a beautiful flower. In addition, the army has never seen women for many years, so it is rare for a woman who can leave now to come.

Of course, except for simplicity.

In the afternoon, I sat simply on the horizontal bar of the playground, swinging my legs irregularly, watching the two "green shells" driving in, parked not far from the playground.

The two sides were led by the company commander, and the soldiers were holding flowers in their hands and shouting welcome-

I heard that all the female soldiers in this art troupe are of great origin, and no one has anything to do with the backstage...

The female communication soldiers got up early to clean the dormitory, and forced them to squeeze in, freeing up two dormitories for them...

The male soldiers were busy, helping to carry their luggage and bringing tea and water, and were very attentive.

The company commander lost his past seriousness and teased: "Hey, hey, put away your saliva! What do you look like! Don't scare everyone in the art troupe..."

There were laughter from the dormitory, which seemed particularly harmonious.

On the contrary, the dormitory next door was much deserted, and a few female soldiers sat on their beds, their faces were very bad.

After all, as both women, why are others so popular with those male soldiers...

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In the evening, Lu Jingzhou pulled him to the auditorium and said he was going to see the performance of the art troupe.

It’s simple or the first time I know that there is such an auditorium in the military region.

Could it be that it was built specifically for the art troupe?

As soon as he entered, his eyes locked on Gu Jiu in the front row.

Let’s share the entire military region, including Gu Jiu, give this face?

At half past eight, the dance began on time.

It’s also difficult for them. In the middle of winter, they are wearing a light dance outfit...

But this looked particularly beautiful in the eyes of the male soldier in the audience, especially his graceful and soft figure...

Art Troupe can grow long hair, and whether it is a performance or daily life, there is exquisite makeup on your face.

I heard that not everyone can go to the art troupe. Not only does it require a skill, but it also requires its appearance and life experience...

Simple and absent-mindedly, looking at someone sitting in the first row from time to time.

Soon, the one and a half hours of performance ended with the warm applause of the male soldiers.

Apart from the venue with Lu Jingzhou and Ling Changshu, he left the auditorium and turned his head to ask Lu Jingzhou beside him: "Is it good?"

"It looks good." Lu Jingzhou subconsciously responded.

The curve of the corners of the simple mouth suddenly cooled: "You're done, I want to tell Xiao Lingxi."

Lu Jingzhou suddenly became anxious, "What are you doing? I went to the performance with an appreciation perspective, and I didn't have any unreasonable thoughts."

He blinked his eyes briefly and said inexplicably: "Then you can't think other women are good-looking!"

Lu Jingzhou was a little puzzled. He simply said that the dance was good and the song was good, why couldn't it be?

Ling Changshu, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Simple, do you think you are much worse than this?"

Ling Changshu made such a sound and immediately got Lu Jingzhou's approval. The two of them even slapped her in front of her and echoed:

"Heroes have similar views, but some people can't do anything about women's sweetness and charm."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gave them a sudden thunder and said angrily: "Skip your sister! I just need to please my own man, why..."

Before the simple words were finished, a woman in a pink gauze dress ran past them, and the air that brought about was fragrant.

In front of everyone, the pretty shadow caught up with Gu Jiu who was walking in front of him, and smiled and said something-

I squinted my eyes slightly, not knowing what the deep meaning was in my eyes.

Lu Jingzhou and Ling Changshu, who were on the left and right, looked at each other and silently chose to retreat, so as not to affect their own debris that would soon explode...

Then, Sing walked up straight and looked at a woman with exquisite makeup in front of her, looking very gentle.

Just a glance, he said in a simple and light voice: "It's cold weather, hurry up and wear more clothes! Don't catch a cold."

Fu Zhixuan's eyes moved slightly, she took a look at the simplicity, then a perfect curve appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said gently: "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and said to Gu Jiu, "Gu Jiu, my father has been thinking about you all the time, and asked me to bring a message. Will he have time to set up the chessboard and the next game?"

This sentence made Jian a little stunned. This woman dared to call Gu Jiu's name directly, and said that her father had been chanting Gu Jiu. Why? There was an affair?

Gu Jiu looked at Fu Zhixuan in front of him lightly and responded: "I don't have time, I will definitely visit the commander if I have time."

It was simple and immediately understood. It turned out that it was her father, Gu Jiu's immediate boss, and she was the teacher's daughter!

Fu Zhixuan was not embarrassed, and no longer forced her. The corners of her mouth were always gentle and light curves, and her voice was very gentle: "Then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the auditorium-

He simply watched the delicate back and subconsciously said, "Did she not take my personal room seriously?"

Gu Jiu was a little puzzled and didn't ask much, but just reached out and held the simple hand and left.

...

The wind at night is cold, blowing on people's faces and ears, with a slight attack power.

Along the way, the simple steps were very slow, and I deliberately extended the distance from the auditorium to her dormitory.

Of course, along the way, I simply asked who the woman was, what was her relationship with him, etc.

Gu Jiu responded frankly that he joined the army early and had already trained with adult male soldiers when he was young, but he had never had a membership. It was not until after the 18th that he officially gained military status...

Fu Zhixuan's father was not the commander of the division, but the chief of staff at that time. I don't know if it was because of his background, so he appreciated and took good care of him.

Of course, he only met his daughter Fu Zhixuan a few times...

He was so simple that he felt powerless, and he spoke out loud: "You said, how many peach blossoms have you provoked me? There is Lin Ruosu in front, now there is Fu Zhixuan, and how many more are there in the back?"

Gu Jiu held the simple hand and tightened it slightly, "The left is just annoying flies, you don't have to care."

He paused, suddenly jumped on Gu Jiu's back, and said helplessly: "Even if those flies cannot succeed, I don't like to see them staring at you! Tell me, why is no one pursuing me to confess my love?"

Gu Jiu frowned slightly and said bluntly: "Who dares?"

Even if you have some thoughts, who dares to put your ideas on Gu Jiu's woman?

Simple laughed and chuckled.

Qingling's laughter adds a touch of warmth to this cold night.

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The art troupe lived in this way. They would watch the soldiers train during the day, and the female soldiers of the art troupe watched. They worked harder and harder when they trained, and they didn't want to be compared by anyone-

Some female soldiers directly washed the dirty clothes replaced by the male soldiers, which made the male soldiers happy, and the corners of their mouths never closed.

In the evening, they lit a bonfire on the playground, sang and danced, which was so unhappy.

He stood outside the playground and looked at the group of soldiers surrounded by soldiers in the middle of the playground, and said sourly: "I don't think I sing very well, what do you think?"

Lu Jingzhou and Ling Changshu, who were pulled by their side, could only nod and agreed. In fact, they were both right and wrong, and even a little contemptuous and could not eat grapes...

"What do you think this art troupe is used for? It is exclusively for soldiers' entertainment..."

Before Qi could finish her speech, Lu Jingzhou reached out to cover Qi's mouth and said seriously: "Shut up! This is not something we should discuss."

He simply skimmed his lips and stopped making a sound.
Chapter completed!