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Gu Jun ignored Shu Yun's advice and instead picked up a wrinkled old man's vest from the side and put it on. "How is it?"

"It's pretty good." Shu Yun touched her chin. To be honest, it actually looks quite nice on her. Could it be that she actually has a talent for needlework?

Her confidence swelled falsely. Of course, it wasn't because she was particularly skilled. Just look at how crookedly she cut the pattern, and how she couldn't even sew the two pieces of fabric together symmetrically. The reason was simple: Gu Jun's physique made this cheap, low-quality dress look good. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong, smooth arm lines. He exuded hormones no matter how you looked at him.

Gu Jun lied through his teeth, "It was very well done, and very comfortable."

He touched the vest he was wearing and immediately decided to wear it that night. As for his old, yellowed undershirt, he would just give it to Ah-happy to put in the doghouse.

Shu Yun then had him try on two other short-sleeved shirts, which both fit perfectly and made him look even more energetic and handsome.

Seeing that Gu Jun was particularly fond of the vests she had made, Shu Yun was secretly delighted, though she didn't show it on her face. Overwhelmed with excitement, she immediately decided to make Gu Jun a pair of pants.

However, after Gu Jun wore the finished product and found it too tight, Shu Yun reluctantly gave up on this forced craftsmanship. She decided not to waste the fabric!

After Shu Yun's job was finalized, everyone in the hospital knew about it.

"Shu Yun has joined the publicity department."

Sure enough, early in the morning, a group of military wives gathered together and chatted.

Some people said it was normal, "I guessed it a long time ago."

However, some people said, "I guessed it too. After all, all those rumors in the hospital were aimed at Shu Yun. Now that there are vacant positions, they should fill the vacancies for Shu Yun."

"That's true. Shu Yun actually benefited from the misfortune."

"More than that, this is a real bargain. Jobs are so hard to find these days, and to be a cadre sounds impressive. Don't you know how many military spouses in our compound are still waiting at home for job placement?"

The more they talked, the more sarcastic it became, until someone snorted coldly, "Have you all forgotten the examples of Ye Shufen and Wang Xiang from a while ago? Spreading baseless rumors, like about compensation work and all that, makes outsiders who don't know the truth think the military has a corrupt atmosphere."

The moment the topic turned to Ye Shufen and a few others, the enthusiasm of the military wives waned considerably, especially the one who had initially brought it up, who became particularly embarrassed. "Xiao Kang, I didn't spread rumors; it was just something a few close friends were talking about."

She then asked, "By the way, you work in the publicity department, so you must know why Shu Yun was recruited, right?"

Kang Xianqin said, "What else could it be? He has the ability, and Director Huang appreciates him. It's that simple."

One of the women muttered under her breath, "What abilities could he possibly have?"

Kang Xianqin then had something to say: "You graduated with a degree in fine arts from university, and your recent comic strips have been published. Do you think she has the ability? Our Director Huang personally invited her to be a talent, which will make my work a little easier."

"Wow, it's been published! And it's a comic book!"

Some people had heard that Shu Yun had submitted a manuscript, but nothing came of it and no one mentioned it, so they all assumed it had been rejected. Little did they know that she had actually published it without saying a word. "Really? Don't tell us you're just kidding us."

Kang Xianqin frowned. "How could this be fake? Go to the bookstore and take a look when you have time. It's the best-selling one, and it even has Renmin University's name on it."

Kang Xianqin bought a copy herself and read it. The story was quite exciting, and she was quite moved when she read to the end. She thought that if her son and daughter had this kind of filial piety from the little boy in the story, she would be laughing in her dreams. However, what amazed her the most was the illustration. The overall layout and the character paintings were a real eye-opener.

Shu Yun reported to the Publicity Department, and Huang Ju took her to various units to meet people. Those she was on good terms with joked, "Now our Director Huang is satisfied. Look at how wide his mouth is. Comrade Shu, do a good job."

"This is where we work." Huang Ju led her through a corridor with rustling bamboo leaves on both sides and lush pomegranate trees, which were particularly cool in the summer. After walking through the corridor, they turned into a large office.

The office space was large, but there were quite a few people. There were eight desks, and portraits of great figures and production slogans hung on the walls. There were two ceiling fans on the ceiling, which made a soft creaking sound when they were running.

After Huang Ju entered, she clapped her hands, and everyone put down their work and looked over. "Comrades, today I'd like to introduce our new comrade, Shu Yun. Comrade Shu Yun is an outstanding talent with a very solid foundation in her professional field. I believe that with everyone working together, we can definitely take our propaganda work to a new level. Please welcome her."

As soon as he finished speaking, enthusiastic applause erupted in the office.

Shu Yun stepped forward and said, "I am honored to join this big team. I am full of expectations for the future and hope to get along well with everyone and learn from each other in the future."

Then, Huang Ju led her to an empty desk. "You will work here from now on. For now, you will work under Comrade Kang Xianqin. Xiao Kang, come and get acquainted with him."

"You're here." Kang Xianqin walked up and smiled at Shu Yun.

After Huang Ju left, Shu Yun put down her bag. Her desk was near the window, through which she could see a lush green landscape, which was very pleasant and comfortable. She wiped the desk and chair, and then took out an enamel mug, a book, and a pen.

Kang Xianqin brought over a stack of sketches. "Xiao Shu, take a look at these first."

Shu Yun looked at them and saw that they were all promotional posters from previous years.

Kang Xianqin asked, "Have you drawn any propaganda posters before?"

Shu Yun shook her head. Kang Xianqin said, "Take a look at these and get familiar with the style first. I'll give you a theme later, and you can try drawing it. If you don't know how, just ask me."

Shu Yun nodded. "Okay."

Shu Yun flipped through the propaganda posters and found that the themes of this period were mostly focused on defending the country, promoting political ideology, socialist construction, and national unity. In the military, the main themes were soldiers defending the country, military training, and supporting the international anti-aggression struggle. The themes were clear, the images had a strong visual impact, and were very guiding and persuasive.

Shu Yun tried sketching a picture and became engrossed in it. When she finally came to her senses, several colleagues had gathered around her.

She was still a little confused. "W-what happened?"