Chapter 1875: Mrs. Linglong creator

Qiubai's tone of speech is always so unhurried, making people feel like spring breeze. The decent and graceful smile on the corner of the mouth makes people feel ashamed.
"Impossible!" Major General Mo made a sharp voice, "Qiu Bai, don't lie for the face of your apprentice. We are all soldiers, and we must always remember our identities."
"It seems that you are questioning my character." Qiu Bai's expression remained the same when he said this, but the meaning in his ears was completely different.
Yang Wenying in the second row stood up abruptly, sneered and sarcastically said: "Huh! Are you embarrassed to question Qiubai's character? Are all good things going to fall on you? That's true, others said. Isn't it true?"
"Yang Wenying, don't be sloppy."
"Did I spoil it? You are talking about yourself, right?"
"It's you, it's you."
"Okay! The show has begun, everyone is quiet." Sheng Ning interrupted her voice, but everyone heard it. All eyes on the scene focused on her, some were surprised, some were astonished, and some were gloating.
Shen Feihu whispered: "Qi Gang, it's not good, your wife is going to suffer!"
"No, the Victoria Opera House belongs to her, and she also wrote "Madame Linglong."
Shen Feihu was shocked for three seconds, "Oh! No wonder she is divorcing you."
Xu Qigang turned his head, his eyes were cold, his fists creaked.
The lights on the stage were bright, and the audience and judges' seats were instantly quiet. Sheng Ning also sat down, with a whole row of lights above his head hitting the judges' seats in the first row. She turned the pen in her hand and began to watch the performance attentively. When I see a wonderful place or a shortcoming, I will quickly write on the notebook with a pen.
She knew that many people around were watching her secretly, but she just smiled faintly.
The entire campaign lasted for two hours. There were wonderful programs from the 39th Division Art Troupe and ten other outstanding art groups.
These were things that Yang Wenying couldn't agree to, and they accounted for 40% of all participants.
After the game was over, Sheng Ning took the lead to go backstage with the notebook, and gave some encouragement to his people.
"Everyone performed well. The preparations for these ten days were not in vain, and I was very satisfied with the solid foundation." She thinks that good is good, and she will say it without hesitation.
Everyone was overjoyed, their cheeks flushed.
"Thank you, teacher."
"Teacher has worked hard."
"Everyone has worked hard. The specific list will be announced in the military newspaper in three days. Please look forward to it!"
"Thank you..." After standing three rows, more than one hundred people happily bulged their sticks. The other ten team members, familiar in twos and threes, gathered together, all watching curiously.
When his leader came over, they surrounded him.
"Who is that woman, teacher? It seems to be very good."
The leader of the team looked over with a complicated look, just in time to see Sheng Ning leaving behind. "This is the new song and dance teacher of the Thirty-nine Division Art Troupe, and the creator of "Mrs. Linglong".
"The one on Broadway?"
"A masterpiece of the Victoria Opera House?"
"Ok!"
Lu Xiaoshuang and Yang Xiaoman were talking, they were close to the rest area of ​​others, and they listened to the conversation over there.
"What you just said was Shengning?" Yang Xiaoman asked incredulously.