She suddenly clenched her fists and said with anger: "Song Yan, please make a condom for me."

"Didn't you say that I'm not of quality or uneducated? I'm a wild child in the countryside, just like a stray dog, and I'm only a stray dog ​​from the same country. Auntie, you can humiliate me alone, why do you have to join the rural people? People from our countryside kill your parents or steal your things, and you have to kill a group of people with one blow." Song Yan didn't give her any chance to explain, and raised her eyebrows: "Liu Shan also came from the countryside. I believe that some of the female soldiers of the art troupe standing here came from the countryside. Are they also uneducated and unqualified wild children, stray dogs?"

"Song Yan..." Xiao Lengyu took a deep breath, and the big rock pressed on her chest was heavy, as if she wanted to crush her aura and pride. Her glory could not be destroyed by this girl.

However, Song Yan's words reminded the female soldiers of the art troupe who came from the countryside to remember the days when she was alienated in the regiment.

Xiao Lengyu always treats urban soldiers better than rural soldiers, and even has a much gentler attitude. When facing their rural soldiers, he always says that they are clumsy and not as good as anyone who dances or sings.

Now I suddenly remembered that what Xiao Lengyu was not satisfied with was not their person, but their origins.

Gradually, female soldiers from rural art troupes stood together, and they were still as old as a flowery person. Xiao Lengyu usually said coldly to them and they just thought they were not doing well, but now they don’t think so.

Xiao Lengyu could even scold the battalion commander of the third battalion for being a wild child and a stray dog ​​in the countryside. So wouldn’t they be the same as Song Yan in Xiao Lengyu’s eyes?

Commander Wen pushed open the door of the conference hall, his face as dark as ink. He rushed forward quickly, came to Wen Huihui and slapped her in the face.

"ah……"

Commander Wen's slap was very heavy, and Wen Huihui was staring at Song Yan, thinking about how to overthrow Song Yan in his mind. He didn't see Wen Ruxin walking in from outside. So when Wen Ruxin slapped, Wen Huihui rushed out, and first hit the wooden chair backrest placed in front of the conference table, and then fell to the ground.

Several frightened sounds suddenly sounded in the conference room.

Of course, after someone reacted, he ran to Wen Huihui and helped her up.

Wen Ruxin threw the letter of withdrawal from the group on Wen Huihui's face: "Huihui, I ordered you not to return to the division headquarters today. You will treat my words as if you were in your ears. Okay, since you are here now, then write the letter of withdrawal from the group. From today on, there is no one in the art troupe."

"No." Wen Huihui screamed in a burst of voice: "I don't want to leave the group, I don't want to leave."

"Enough, stop at the right time." Wen Ruxin roared.

He has never been as big as Wen Huihui as he is today.

He even felt like he was strangling Wen Huihui to death.

Wen Ruxin strode forward, grabbed Wen Huihui's arm and dragged her out of the crowd.

Wen Huihui quickly grabbed Kong Huimin's hand, shook her head crying and said, "I don't want to leave the group, I don't want to leave, I admit my mistake to Song Yan, I promise I won't do anything that destroys the organization, you have to give me a chance to admit my mistake."

"Wen Ruxin, let go of Huihui."

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