The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

Director Zhang heard the noise, and hurried over with his men and grabbed Liu Zhu's arm.

"What's going on?" Director Zhang asked seriously.

Jiang Wenwen told Director Zhang the whole story.

People around also chimed in and testified.

After hearing this, Director Zhang's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. He shouted angrily: "Teacher Liu Zhu, you have made a serious mistake! Under the guidance of the great leader, we should unite as one and be positive. But you are doing these crooked ways! We are a big socialist family, and we do not allow such behavior that undermines fairness and harms the collective interests!"

Liu Zhu lowered his head and dared not say a word.

His body was shaking like a sieve.

Director Zhang continued, "In view of your bad behavior, you are disqualified from this competition. You must deeply reflect on your mistakes in front of all comrades and apologize to Comrade Jian Yue and the child. In addition, after you go back, you must do voluntary labor in the compound for a month and reform your thinking! We must always bear in mind the leadership's teachings, fight against selfishness and criticize revisionism, and be a good comrade with progressive thinking and noble moral character!"

Liu Zhu cried and trembled as she responded, "I know I was wrong, Director Zhang. I will reflect on myself and make a good change. Jian Yue, I'm sorry, little friend, I'm sorry."

Director Zhang looked at everyone again and said earnestly: "Comrades, we can't learn from Liu Zhu. We must carry forward the spirit of hard work, unity and friendship, and contribute our own strength to socialist construction!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Director Zhang took Liu Zhu away.

The storm was temporarily calmed down and the game continued.

Liu Zhu hung his head, lowered it tightly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds, and the knuckles turned pale.

In the distance, a tall figure stood quietly, just in time to take in the entire scene.

He frowned slightly, pressed the corners of his mouth hard, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "This stupid woman is really good at doing bad things!"

Then, he stood there motionless like a statue.

His gloomy gaze was directed at nowhere, and no one knew what was going on in his head.

He remained silent for a long while before he slowly turned around and walked away with heavy steps. There was an unfathomable darkness in his eyes.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the time had come to submit the work.

Director Zhang looked serious and worked decisively with his team to set up the award ceremony on the concrete stage.

From time to time, he would use his hand to accurately straighten the slightly tilted registration book on the table, his eyes sharp, rigorous and focused.

The contestants came one after another holding their works, with different expressions on their faces.

Sometimes you are so nervous that sweat breaks out on your forehead, or you are so excited that your eyebrows dance.

Jian Yue stood quietly among the crowd, holding the wind turbine model tightly in her hands, her eyes filled with confidence yet a hint of trepidation.

After waiting for a long time, she finally came.

He slowly placed the work on the display stand. The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and then everyone's attention was drawn to it.

The exquisite waterwheel seems to have its own magic, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Director Zhang originally lowered his head to organize things, but he looked up in confusion when he suddenly saw the silence around him.

When his eyes fell on Jian Yue's work, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, his face full of surprise, and he almost dropped the pen in his hand.

She leaned forward, took a few steps closer, examined it carefully, and murmured, "This, Comrade Jian, is this your work? It's amazing!"

The craftsmen from the logistics department of the nearby troops were even more excited and stepped forward quickly.

With shaking hands, he stroked the parts of the waterwheel, his eyes sparkled, and he exclaimed: "This craftsmanship and conception are exquisite! The waterwheel is not only beautiful in appearance and unique in design, but also has a reverse flow effect, which greatly increases its practicality!"

He nodded frequently as he spoke, his face full of admiration.

Jian Yue looked at everyone's reactions and a shy smile appeared on her face.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were bright with pride.

People around him also talked about it and praised his work.

Some people gave thumbs up, while others cast envious glances.

Jiang Wenwen jumped up with excitement and shouted at the top of her voice: "Xiaoyue is really amazing! She has been concentrating on this since the beginning of the competition. This is all made with her hard work."

As he spoke, his face was full of pride.

Amid the crowd's praises, Jian Yue lowered her head in embarrassment.

Alas~the light still cannot be contained!

Director Zhang's face was full of surprise, and he knew very well in his mind that this work would definitely become the highlight of this competition.

"Everyone come and take a look, this is the creativity and wisdom of our military families!"

The entire concrete stage was instantly enveloped by an atmosphere of excitement and shock.

After the awards ceremony, there was no doubt that Jian Yue won the championship.

On the podium, Director Zhang walked towards Jian Yue with a smile on his face, holding the prize - a brand new fan.

The audience burst into applause and cheers.

Jian Yue's steps were light but confident.

Winning awards was something I had done easily in my previous life.

Director Zhang solemnly handed the fan to her, held her hand high, and announced loudly, "Let us congratulate Comrade Jian Yue for winning the championship!"

He took the fan and bowed deeply to the audience.

At this time, Jiang Wenwen in the audience was so excited that she jumped up and down, cheering loudly, "Jian Yue, good job!"

Other people also cast their approving and envious glances.

Jian Yue walked down the podium holding a fan.

People around immediately gathered around to congratulate him.

Amid the crowd's support and congratulations, he walked home with brisk steps.

Along the way, my face hurt from smiling so much and my mouth never closed.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I happened to run into Aunt Wu.

Aunt Wu smiled and held her hand, "Little Yue, you really made Xiao Jiang proud! You won the championship beautifully! But, I heard about what happened between you and Liu Zhu, so don't let her ruin your mood."

Jian Yue smiled gently and responded calmly, "Aunt Wu, don't worry, I won't mind."

I really don't take the vicious female supporting role seriously.

She's just a green tea who only knows how to act!

The person she has been cautious of is the person behind her, the mastermind who does not appear in the plot.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Wu, I walked into the house and carefully placed the fan on the table.

He turned around and sat gently on the bamboo chair. In an instant, his body lost all strength and collapsed.

The bamboo chair made a slight creaking sound.

Night falls quietly.

Jiang Wenwen picked up the food happily while talking like a string of cannonballs: "Aijun, you didn't see the handicraft competition today, it was so exciting!..."

As he spoke, he waved the chopsticks in his hand with an indignant expression.

Zheng Aijun smiled, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

He listened to his wife's story and picked up some food for her from time to time. "You never stop talking about these things."

Jiang Wenwen rolled her eyes at him and pouted, "How can I not be angry? That Liu Zhu is so wicked! But Jian Yue is smart. She exposed her evil intentions in just a few words."

Zheng Aijun responded with a smile.

This meal was so delicious.

I listened to story after story.