A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Seeing that Jiang Xia wasn't very interested, Lao Wang pointed to a large poster in front of the rehearsal hall: "Look, that's the 'star' of the dance troupe! The Oriental Swan!"

"Huh? Swan Lake? Is it possible to perform something like that at this time of year?"

Looking at the huge poster, it seemed to be a black and white photograph that had been directly enlarged. A girl in a white ballet dress stood on one leg on the lap of a man hidden in the darkness, striking a classic ballet pose.

Wow...it really looks great!

No wonder these guys were so eager to come here. The training clothes and tight-fitting clothes that are commonplace in later generations are indeed very impactful to people today.

"Isn't she beautiful! This is Comrade Shuxiang. Don't let her being a student fool you; she has already achieved outstanding results on the international stage! She has even performed abroad with the Waijiao Troupe!"

Old Wang stared blankly at the people in the huge photo, and even Little Dumb Hair could feel his admiration.

Oh... no wonder he was so badly trained and still came here. Is Old Wang here to see his sweetheart?

Comrade Shuxiang?

Jiang Xia, acting as a robotic dog, didn't recognize the photo, but that didn't stop him from looking at another picture.

This photo is even better than the previous one. The image is almost entirely black, with only a ray of light shining through from behind to highlight the silhouette of the girl in the black ballet dress.

"Black Swan?"

"Wow... This scholar is really something. To be the lead in such a classic play is no easy feat!"

…………

"Jingle Bell……"

The crisp sound of a bicycle bell rang out, and a young man wearing a wide-brimmed hat without a badge rode leisurely by.

Upon arriving at the destination, he didn't get out of the car. He greeted each person in line with his eyes, occasionally touching the brim of his hat with two fingers.

Even though Jiang Xia was wearing a cotton-padded coat, she didn't miss him.

What a talented person!

If it weren't for his bald eagle salute, Jiang Xia probably would have developed a better impression of him.

Just then, Jiang Xia finished listening to the story of the indomitable veteran and was filled with resentment towards the bald eagle, with nowhere to vent his anger.

He clenched his fists, wondering if he should go up and start a fight?

It would feel so good to punch him like that!

You ungrateful wretch!

Hey, you're back again! Good thing you're back!

Just as Jiang Xia clenched his fist, which was shaped like a chicken claw, pondering which move he should use to teach his opponent a profound lesson.

The young man leaning against his bicycle was the first to speak:

"Wang Kui, you're really well-informed! You knew today was the first rehearsal for the Red Detachment of Women's ballet?"

"Hey, this is what you call classy! What are you doing holed up in the machine factory all day? You're just disgracing yourself! Let me tell you, this rehearsal is all about full makeup!"

Old Wang shielded Jiang Xia behind him, raised his eyelids, and once again put on that "sneer of the King of Hell":

“Hey Shen, we’re different. We’re here to receive artistic education. You said you’re from the Red Women’s Army, so aren’t we here to receive organizational education?”

"Ha, who are you trying to fool..."

The young man surnamed Shen suddenly lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, you better watch your step! My mother has already introduced that white swan to me! Don't even think about taking her from me!"

"laugh……"

Hearing this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but relax, and the fist he had been clenching loosened.

Author, are you just going to churn out this to reach the word count?

"Hmm? Comrade, what's so funny about this?"

The Shen family members, imitating Old Wang, put on a cold expression.

A group of young men dressed as officers slowly gathered around, like flies drawn to a stench.

Tsk tsk, still so young, changing his tune as soon as his own interests are involved? Not shrewd enough!

"Oh, nothing, I just remembered something good. Do you know that Yuan Shao had an advisor named Shen Pei?"

Jiang Xia showed him his famous eight teeth, but while they were cute to his comrades, they were not to the person in front of him.

Both of their sharp canine teeth were sticking out!

"Huh? You know, right..."

"Then guess how he died?"

The Shen family members were completely baffled. How did this have to do with "Shen Pei"? How did he die? Wasn't he beheaded?

"Yes, he was sold out by his nephew Shen Rong. Right at the city gate, he was cut in two!"

The young man surnamed Shen looked bewildered. Jiang Xia had already dragged Old Wang to buy tickets, while this guy was still standing there muttering to himself:

"Shen Pei? Shen Rong? They were all killed. What does that have to do with me?"

"Hey, Brother Shen, Shen Pei wasn't actually beheaded. History books say he was a loyal minister!"

"what?"

"When Cao Cao attacked Ye County, he captured Shen Pei's two sons and threatened him to open the city gates, but Shen Pei refused! That's why he's a loyal minister!"

"I think that kid is praising you!"

"is it?"

The Shen family members put on their arrogant demeanor again, then suddenly remembered something: "Hey, what are the names of the two Shen family sons who were arrested?"

"Uh, I don't know. No name is recorded in history books..."

"However, the Shen family seems to have suffered a bit; many were killed in the chaos of battle..."

?

This is baffling. What does the trial have to do with Shen?

…………

Old Wang also raised this question.

Jiang Xia smiled but remained silent, pointing to an open area ahead: "Whether it's related or not, I don't know. It's just that quite a few members of the Shen family were indeed killed. But look, there's no one in front of us now."

Well, there really is no one left. The group of young men have all gathered in front of the Shen family members and started discussing the Shen family's actions. They've started arguing endlessly about what to name Shen Pei's son.

Don't find it unbelievable; this is quite normal. These young men have no worries about food and drink, and they're just bored out of their minds all day long.

Now that they have a chance to express their opinions, why not have a good talk? Even though they're humble at home, what should they be called outside?

Ok?

Looking at my ass!

Touch me!

Two people, who could be either staff members or students, were carrying a small wooden box as they walked out of the rehearsal hall.

Huh?

There was a long line just now, how come they've all gathered at the back of the playground?

"Comrade, is this where you buy tickets?"

Jiang Xia grinned at the young lady in front of him, but his canine teeth were still sticking out.

"Uh, yes, that's right. Comrade, what's the deal with those people?"

"Oh, they're discussing the Records of the Three Kingdoms, and they're really engrossed in it. Shall we leave them alone?"

"Tsk, them? Discussing history books?"

Wow, this young lady is quite well-mannered! She recognizes the Records of the Three Kingdoms and knows it's a biographical history, not a novel like Romance of the Three Kingdoms. That's quite impressive!

Jiang Xia's feelings for her grew stronger.

Ok?

Looks a little familiar?

Turning to look at Old Wang,

Hey!

Like a big crab, tsk tsk, bro, this won't do, your emotions are showing on your face.

Then, upon noticing the arrival of Old Wang, the young lady lowered her head shyly, her slender hands unconsciously starting to fidget with her braids...

"Hey, Lao Wang, do you have any extra money?"

"What's wrong? Are you hungry? The cafeteria isn't open right now, and even if it were, there wouldn't be anything good. Their principal said that dancers need to maintain their figures, so the food they're given is always pretty bland!"

Old Wang replied as usual, but his downcast eyes weren't looking at Little Dumb Hair...

"Hey there, miss, want to buy the tour tickets as a package deal?"

"what!"