Reborn 1980 Xueba Little Miracle Doctor

Chapter 143 Humiliation?

When the song ended, Gu Yu patted Lu Xiaoxi's face lightly, and she woke up, rubbing her eyes in a daze.

"Are you finally willing to wake up? Do you think our Red Star Art Troupe's program is boring, no one can sing better than you, so you can only sleep to humiliate us?"

The sharp accusation came from Bei Jiajia.

She is really on the way to die all the time.

Lu Xiaoxi looked at her helplessly, shook her head and said nothing.

Bei Jiajia became more energetic: "You are talking. Why, have nothing to say?"

"I can't quarrel with you, so I don't plan to quarrel. I only like to use hands, not words."

"You should do something, let me see what you are capable of as a miracle doctor. Ah Kaka."

As soon as Bei Jiajia finished speaking, she felt her throat was clamped by something, she could no longer speak, and could only make a low hoarse voice.

The whole world is quiet.

This time it was Lu Xiaoxi's turn.

"First of all, I slept because I was sleepy. Today our class got up at five o'clock to rehearse the show, and there was no rest in the middle. It was like a battle. I was really sleepy.

I'm just an ordinary person, not a well-trained fighter, even if it's a delicious show, I can't hold it anymore.

I would like to apologize if you accused me of going to bed just now.

I think the original intention of the art troupe is not only to promote culture and enrich the spare time life of the soldiers, but also to bring people relaxation and joy.

If this kind of thing becomes the same as our students' homework, what's the point? "

Lu Xiaoxi's words were not loud, but firm.

The most important thing is that Bei Jiajia can't speak now, and no one interrupts her.

When Lu Xiaoxi finished speaking, Gu Jiaan slapped her thigh:
"Well said! Some comrades in our art troupe, relying on their own skills, become complacent and do not take grassroots comrades seriously.

Alright, this time your performance was very successful, but your attitude disappointed me. I have already invited Deputy Head Zhang to conduct a three-month intensive training for our Red Star Art Troupe.

I hope that after the training camp, our Red Star Art Troupe will have a completely new look. "

The leader's lesson is over.

Now it's all right, Bei Jiajia has become the chief culprit of their training camp, and she will get a lot of stares in the art troupe.

……

Time to turn the page, New Year's Day is here.

Lu Xiaoxi had a good night's sleep, and didn't get up until after nine o'clock in the morning, only to be woken up by the phone call.

Her house has a telephone, but she moved to the military compound this semester, and her phone number has also changed. She hasn't told her classmates and relatives yet, so why would someone call her for no reason?
Lu Xiaoxi rubbed her eyes, roughly put on jeans and a thin coat, and went to the living room to answer the phone.

"Sister, do you miss me?"

The familiar voice drove away Lu Xiaoxi's drowsiness.

"Who are you? I don't have a younger sister." Lu Xiaoxi wanted to hang up after finishing speaking.No matter what, she didn't want to have anything to do with Li Changan, a little lunatic.

"Sister, don't hang up, I'm An'er, I know you recognize my voice, An'er is so happy.

I am no longer the saint of a cult, I am now the granddaughter of Marshal Li Aimin. "

"You are really capable."

Li Aimin, he is almost 80 years old now.

Li Changan was actually able to catch up with his old man, which is like getting himself a gold medal for avoiding death.

(End of this chapter)