Zhao Qinghuan's show is just a small episode.

The choir competition officially kicked off after her performance.

By the time the second of the 75th Division came on the field, Hu Xia had already organized their 79th Division to go backstage to prepare for the scene.

Outside the backstage, they followed the original formation, dressed in capable military uniforms, and had high morale.

"Remember to watch the conductor, watch the conductor! Look at the conductor! Hu Xia emphasized in a positive voice, and then walked to Wang Lihui's side: "Lihui, your command is very important, the rhythm must be steady, you can't be in a hurry, understand?" ”

Wang Lihui wore a pair of white gloves, listened carefully, and nodded: "Understood!" ”

After Hu Xia instructed Wang Lihui, she walked to Ji Anning's side uneasily.

"An Ning, I know your situation, you just come according to yesterday's rehearsal."

Every time Hu Xia saw Ji Anning, she felt a little sorry for Ji Anning's good voice, but when she thought about it again, Ji Anning's situation was different from other literary and artistic soldiers, so she was relieved.

Ji Anning bowed.

Across the backstage, the singing of the 75th Division Choir reached their ears sonorously and powerfully, but in the end, they couldn't hear how the chorus of the 75th Division Art Troupe played this time.

Because they had already lined up in line, they just waited for the chorus of the 75th Division on the stage to end and the lights dimmed at the same time that they entered.

Above the spacious stage, a choir stands and they stand in their positions in turn.

Gao Yuan helped set up the microphone rack in front.

Originally, Zhang Yuai specially arranged Feng Ya, and the microphone rack was not placed in the direction close to Ji Anning and her.

But Feng Ya patronized and adjusted the position of the microphone in front of her, and handed over the shelf of the other microphone to Gao Yuan for arrangement.

Gao Yuan was impartial, and just placed the microphone at a distance from Ji Anning, but the direction of the microphone was just Ji Anning's position.

Just looked at the past from Feng Ya's perspective, but found clues.

Feng Ya's face was anxious, and she was about to speak out and signal Gao Yuan to readjust her position, but the lights on the stage suddenly turned on.

There is no more chance.

Feng Ya has great confidence in this chorus competition, and she believes that as long as there is no problem in this competition, then they can definitely win the first place this time.

But now! If Ji Anning didn't notice the microphone and didn't suppress his voice, then this game would definitely be lost.

Not only Feng Ya, but even Zhang Yuai and Hu Xia, who were sitting in the audience, couldn't help but sit up straight when they saw the position on the stage, and their faces became serious.

Zhang Yuai frowned, clenched his fingers, and cursed secretly: "What's the matter!" ”

Hu Xia also saw the problem, "Commissioner Zhang, this... I'm afraid this competition will be ......"

After bothering and working hard for so many days, Hu Xia gritted her teeth: "Ji Anning's conditions are good, but she is a military sister-in-law, and she is not a formal literary soldier, and she doesn't care about such a big thing as protecting her throat at all, so she shouldn't have recruited Ji Anning in the first place." ”

Hu Xia didn't want to take the first place, and she already felt good about holding the second.

But looking at such a situation, I'm afraid that the second can't be stable.

Zhang Yuai's face was calm, and he tried to think about things in a good way: "Ji Anning should know what the situation of his voice is, and he will suppress it." ”

Hu Xia heard Zhang Yuai's words, but shook her head: "This is not necessarily, it has only been in for more than a month, where will she care about the face of our art troupe, and when this chorus is over, she will not have to come to the art troupe again." ”

The audience was not only seated by the art troupe who came to participate in the competition, but also the soldiers of the first battalion and the second battalion of the 75th Division and their families.

Yang Liu, who was sitting in the middle and back row, looked at the art troupe standing on the stage and was stunned for a few seconds.

Among the many literary and artistic soldiers, the good-looking ones are naturally particularly conspicuous on the stage.

These military wives don't understand the songs when they listen to them, so they naturally pay attention to which literary and artistic soldier looks better.

"I see that the female soldier on the right hand side of the second row of the 79th Division Art Troupe looks smart, and she looks like she is standing in that position, in terms of appearance, she is obviously stronger than the one in the middle."

"Oh, let's talk about good looks, of course people talk about singing skills, but the female soldier you said is eye-catching."

Listening to their discussion, Yang Liu naturally also noticed the female soldier on the right hand side of the second row.

It's just that this female soldier, she looks a little familiar.

She wondered: "How do I look at that female soldier is very familiar, it seems that I have seen ...... somewhere"

The slender eyes of the military sister-in-law sitting next to Yang Liu narrowed under her sparse eyebrows, "Yang Liu, how is it possible, just the appearance of that female soldier, there shouldn't be anyone who looks alike, if it is similar, it must be good-looking!" How can you not be impressed at all. ”

At this mention, Yang Liu's eyes suddenly lit up, knowing why she felt familiar.

The female soldier was somewhat similar to her sister-in-law.

The thought only flashed in Yang Liu's brain for a second, and he immediately shook his head.

How could she have such an idea, just like others said, if it is similar, it must be good-looking, but Ji Anning is a fat girl in Yang Liu's impression, where can she be as good-looking.

So Yang Liu soon felt that her idea was ridiculous.

Yang Liu didn't dare to associate the female soldier on the stage with Ji Anning as a person.

Because even if Ji Anning is in the Seventy-ninth Division, it is impossible for him to enter the Art Troupe.

Soon, the uplifting piano sound on the stage was already ringing.

At this time, the art troupes of the 75th Division, which had returned to the audience, sat down and waited for the performance on the stage.

Zhao Qinghuan leaned back easily, waiting for the performance of the Seventy-Nine Division.

"Qing Huan, you see that the main microphone was not placed next to Feng Ya this time." Zhou Meilin glanced at the position on the stage rarely, and said interestingly.

Zhao Qinghuan saw it.

Zhao Qinghuan's beautiful red lips hooked slightly: "Feng Ya is not suitable for chorus in the first place, such a way is not uncommon." ”

It's just that Zhao Qinghuan's eyes still fell on Ji Anning's body all of a sudden, he had seen Ji Anning before, but it was just a hurried glance, and now Ji Anning, who was standing under the light, was even more eye-catching.

Zhao Qinghuan almost didn't have to look at it deliberately to get an idea of Ji Anning.

Standing on the stage, she is like a luminous body, attracting attention all the time.

At the same time, it was not only these literary female soldiers who were attracted by Ji Anning, but also the male soldiers behind.

The literary and artistic soldiers on the stage are in the mood for love, and they would never have thought that Ji Anning standing on the stage has already married a woman, so when they see Ji Anning, who thinks he is also a literary soldier, they will always move a little crookedly.

"When will the 79th Division recruit again, I remember that it is not yet time to recruit new recruits." Zhao Qinghuan looked at Ji Anning, frowning slightly.