Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

"…Let's see who's the real deal on stage!"

After saying this, Han Bingbing followed Wu Feng to familiarize herself with the stage.

Zeng Xiyan glanced at Mi Chuchu's distorted expression, feeling secretly happy, and followed Han Bingbing to act as her little follower.

That night, Zeng Xiyan's roommate saw her going to bed with a white T-shirt in her arms, and she didn't let go even after she lay down. Just as he was curious, he heard her speak excitedly.

"Hey, you know the 'White Swan' in our group? She got humiliated today!"

The roommate became interested, "Is it that Mi Chuchu who dresses up all day long? Who can make her angry? Isn't she known for having countless flower protectors?"

Zeng Xiyan's eyes sparkled, "Of course there are experts who can deal with her! With her level, she wants to be the finale of the grand competition! She doesn't even look at her own weight! She's really embarrassed today!"

"Hush!" Her roommate motioned for her to keep her voice down. "I heard that she is the daughter of some rich family..."

Zeng Xiyan looked disdainful, "Tsk! Can anyone be taller than the chief? Our Bingbing sauce was appointed by the chief himself!"

The roommate's eyes widened, "You just said... Bingbing sauce?!!"

Zeng Xiyan quickly covered her mouth and refused to speak no matter how her roommates asked her. She just kept shaking her head.

The roommate was a tall girl. She rolled her eyes, jumped up, and took the white T-shirt from Zeng Xiyan's pillow.

When I opened it, I found it was a special signature written by Han Bingbing herself to Zeng Xiyan!

"Well, Zeng Xiyan! You didn't even tell me that Bingbing was coming to our military region! We were roommates! We're done with each other!"

Zeng Xiyan stepped forward to take back the white T-shirt, but her roommate screamed and refused, and a battle for it immediately broke out in the dormitory.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the competition.

Han Bingbing went to the small lecture hall early in the morning with her makeup artist Sunny.

Wu Feng was relieved when he saw her.

The rehearsal the day before yesterday almost ended in a bad mood.

As the music started, Miss Han began to dance with such vigor and energy that her superiority was immediately apparent.

Seeing that they had easily taken back the stage, the group of impetuous young people in the art troupe were almost humiliated, especially Mi Chuchu.

Yesterday, Zhao Tuan and Wu Feng did some ideological work for the members of the group, which helped them regain some confidence.

Wu Feng himself was not sure whether Han Bingbing would come today.

After all, he is a big star, and Mi Chuchu made him look like a challenger right from the start.

The key is that they succeeded in kicking the door!

Wu Feng felt uneasy, but did not dare to confirm it directly with Han Bingbing.

It was not until he saw that the other party had arrived at the military area earlier than the agreed time that Wu Feng's heart, which had been hanging for a day and two nights, finally settled down.

She enthusiastically took Han Bingbing to the inspection stand where the superiors were, saying that it was still early for the performance and they could watch the excitement of the competition first.

Han Bingbing thanked her for her kindness, and she and Sunny went up to the inspection platform one after another and sat down near the stairs.

This local competition began shortly after breakfast.

This is the second part after the national flag raising ceremony - the military parade.

The inspection stand was filled with leaders and officers from various units and regiments.

Han Bingbing stared intently at the various formations that slowly passed by the stage, and was deeply shocked.

Han Yandong was sitting next to his chief officer near the center of the inspection platform, and he immediately caught sight of his daughter out of the corner of his eye.

The urge to introduce her to someone else slowed down after seeing her focused expression.

He turned to look at the leader who was also concentrating on reviewing the soldiers in the audience, and recalled what his daughter had said on the phone a few days ago -

"Dad, you don't have to do anything special for me. The chief's arrangement is a win-win for both of us. It would be bad if we cross the line..."

Han Yandong then remembered that he had forgotten to ask Lao Zhao about the results of his daughter's rehearsal the day before yesterday.

Because of today's competition, he hasn't been home for several days, so he didn't know that his daughter was challenging the military region's art troupe.

Han Yandong thought to himself that since neither Lao Zhao nor his daughter came to see him, there should be no problem with the rehearsal.

After the military parade ended, the atmosphere of the competition finally began to become lively.

After the leader encouraged the morale of all parties indiscriminately, the competition officially began.

After the instructor who served as the host announced the specific competition events and venues, the sergeants shouted and marched to their respective venues.

The leaders and superiors on the inspection platform also relaxed a little and started to get to know each other.

Han Bingbing was looking at several nearby competition venues with interest when she heard footsteps stop in front of her.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Han Bingbing?"

Han Bingbing looked back and saw a young man in military uniform standing at attention and asking politely.

Han Bingbing stood up and nodded, "I am."

"The commander wants you to come with me."

Giving Sunny a soothing look, Han Bingbing followed the young soldier to the center of the inspection platform under the gaze of many people.

Looking at the old man in military uniform in front of him, who was old but still had the same aura, Han Bingbing sighed inwardly.

As expected, there are also generals with extraordinary bearing in the mortal world. This one looks very much like the mountain spirit who once gave her guidance on how to transform.

"Hello, Chief!" Han Bingbing smiled and greeted respectfully.

The gray-haired chief looked at the young woman standing in front of him with dignity and nodded.

"Xiaohan, you look more energetic in person than on TV!"

"Thank you for your concern, Commander. I have taken a break recently and my complexion has indeed improved a lot."

The chief nodded, turned his gaze to the audience, and said.

"sit down."

An officer sitting next to the chief quickly stood up and offered him his seat. Han Bingbing thanked him softly before sitting down.

The officers in the back row lowered their voices when speaking to each other, and their eyes couldn't help but glance at the beautiful figure in front of them.

Han Yandong was so nervous that he was sweating for his daughter.

Even he didn't dare to sit down so calmly in front of the leader.

"Did you write that song yourself?" The leader's voice was low and barely audible in the competition venue filled with shouts.

"I wrote the lyrics, and the music was composed by an old friend," Han Bingbing paused and continued, "but the music came first, and then the lyrics."

Although her performance repertoire was not given to the art troupe, it was submitted directly to the leader half a month ago during the severe winter.

It can be said that this performance was the first performance of "Battle Song of the Sky" that Yaoyao and she collaborated on.

The leader glanced at her and nodded, "The organization will contact you to recruit you after today, so sing well!"

Han Bingbing couldn't help but keep it a secret, "This piece of music is not only for listening, but also for watching. I wonder if you have time, Chief..."

The young soldier sitting on the other side of the chief moved his fingers on his knees and looked at Han Bingbing with a warning look.