How to be financially free

Chapter 444
At this moment, the applause value is skyrocketing.

In a blink of an eye, it was more than two hundred, three hundred, and almost four hundred.

More than four hundred is already a certainty.

The guarantee is four chances to draw a prize.

However, the show will eventually end.

Xu Wen played and sang most of the time, and the applause value in his mind finally gradually leveled off, staying at a value of more than 400.

Although everyone in the audience listened fascinatedly, Xu Wen was a little distracted.

"It seems that this is the upper limit." Xu Wen silently calculated.

Although distracted, this song has long been reflected in his heart, coupled with his instinctive performance ability, Xu Wen's performance not only did not make mistakes, but made people have more different interpretations.

At this moment, Xu Wen's out-of-focus eyes fell on the eyes of the audience, and there were countless interpretations immediately.

It's obviously a distraction, but they think it's sublimation.

"It's so wonderful, the senior's last expression, the out-of-focus eyes, just played this song so well!" Several girls looked firmly in their eyes.

"Senior must have a story in him, right?"

"I really want to be in the story."

Several students from the media department in the back row suddenly whispered to each other.

"Who of you just took the video?"

"Damn it, I watched it patronizingly, but didn't take a picture."

They intend to sort out the material so that they can make a show of sound.

Unexpectedly, after filming a lot of programs that were not particularly eye-catching, this wonderful program in front of me was not filmed.

"Don't panic, I know photography!" A girl dressed in avant-garde and neutral clothes suddenly clapped her hands.

She pointed to the video camera brother who was carrying a camera not far away.

"High-definition material, don't worry, Xuanyin will definitely have a place in our school." She smiled confidently.

Just a short piece of playing and singing, it will be over soon.

On and off the stage, there are some unfinished ideas.

Xu Wen always felt that the applause value was not harvested, but the freshmen and old students in the audience felt that they hadn't appreciated enough.

The few seconds of silence after the end seemed to be the prelude to a warm foreshadowing.

In an instant, there was thunderous applause.

Xu Wen bowed lightly and walked behind the stage.

In the middle of the stage, Sun Pingting stood aside, watching Xu Wen's playing and singing attentively.

Seeing Xu Wen leaving the stage, her eyes were amazed.

"Handsome guy Xu, you just... were really handsome. Do you want to be a youthful memory of freshman girls in their college career?"

"Is it exaggerating?" Xu Wen put the guitar by the wall, looked at the four lucky draw opportunities, and was still a little eager to try.

"It's a senior year, you still have to be humble." Sun Pingting said with a smile, she didn't know what happened, but now she wanted to give Xu Wen a hug.

However, there are classmates all around.

Sun Pingting suppressed her thoughts.

"Senior sister, it's time to go on stage to announce the curtain." The elementary school girl on the side sneaked to the side of the stage to watch quietly, and reminded.

Xu Wen and Sun Pingting smiled at each other, and continued to walk up to the stage to complete their main task tonight.

The show continues.

However, because the pearl and jade are in front, the contrast is very obvious.

Although everyone performed very hard, but after all, the sense of surprise was missing.

The audience applauded politely.

Xu Wen looked at the slowly rising experience points, and knew that this seemed to be the limit tonight.

However, people are satisfied, and there are four chances to draw a lottery, so they should be satisfied.

Time is passing, and the party is gradually entering the later stage.

In the penultimate program, when a skit was in progress, something unexpected happened behind the stage.

"What's going on!" Several classmates supported a boy.

This is the star of the night's grand finale.

This program is called Dialogue Ancient and Modern—Preface to Tengwang Pavilion.

Sun Pingting played a guest role as a modern girl, and inadvertently witnessed the scene of Wang Bo writing the eternal swan song on the Tengwang Pavilion from the perspective of a bystander.

The show organizers have high hopes for this show.

If there is no Xu Wen's playing and singing, maybe this is the real finale.

The person playing Wang Bo is a freshman in the Department of Media, a fan of ancient styles, and a small Internet celebrity with a dazzling sound.

This is a boy with a handsome appearance, quite suitable for Wang Bo's age when he wrote this eternal swan song, coupled with his ancient appearance, he is really eye-catching.

Everything was in place, only owed to the east wind.

But he never expected that when the boy who played the leading role in Wang Bo was about to go on stage, he ate a pizza delivery ordered by someone.

Well, seafood allergies and the face is totally deformed.

The face was swollen into a pig's head, and the lips became sausage mouths.

Not to mention the audience, the students in the backstage wanted to laugh when they saw it.

Do you want to die from laughing if you just act like this?

Sun Pingting looked at the boy's pig head now, wanted to laugh, but didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.

"I can do it!" The boy struggled, he didn't want to give up, and he still had the idea of ​​performing on stage. A few students who cooperated with the performance at the side grabbed him hurriedly, and then looked at each other.

Regardless of whether he thinks it's okay or not, everyone thinks it's okay anyway.

Instead of going to the stage, he should go to the hospital now.

"Then what should we do? Could the show be canceled?" Everyone was in trouble.

This finale program can be said to be quite labor-intensive, even the scenery props have spent a lot of thought, just thinking about making the performance better.

Now, just give up?

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, substitutions.

What are you kidding?Without any preparation, it is useless to change anyone.

Xu Wen was on the side, seeing the originally handsome boy with a pig's head on his head, very depressed, being helped to go to the hospital first, and fell into deep thought.

This is a great opportunity.

What if you do it yourself?
Even if it is just to earn one more chance to draw a general, it is still a lot of money.

"I have no choice but to cancel it first." The teacher in charge of backstage coordination shook his head helplessly, preparing to coordinate and start the last show tonight in advance.

End the welcome party early.

"Okay!" Everyone was a little helpless.

at this time.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Wen said abruptly from the side.

Immediately, all eyes focused on Xu Wen.

"Let me come!" Under the light, Xu Wen smiled slightly, confident.

On the stage, the skit has already progressed to the second half.

After the stage, Xu Wen put on the Chu Tang costume that had been prepared long ago. He wore a green shirt and long robe, and the skirts of his whole body fluttered.

The onlookers stared wide-eyed.

The teacher, who was still a little hesitant, stood up all of a sudden.

On the side, there is an antique wig.

Xu Wen put the wig on smoothly and turned around.

Behind him, there was a sudden gasp.

"It's you! No one will change it!" The teacher in charge of coordination was numb all over from the surprise, and his tone trembled.

The students on the side hurriedly sent the program flow.

Xu Wen has actually seen it before and is very familiar with the process.

There is no difficulty, and there are not many lines. To put it bluntly, the original program exists to be handsome.

However, since he came here by himself now, it must be a little different.

So and so!

Xu Wen quickly made a slight move, seeking to maximize the effect.

It's not for being handsome, that's not important, everything, the ultimate goal is to harvest applause.

Unexpectedly, such a good opportunity was given to him somewhere, and he couldn't waste it.

Sun Pingting came to the side of the stage long before Xu Wen changed clothes.

After all, she is also a participant in this show.

On the stage, the skit ended. Several students who participated in the skit bowed to the stage to express their thanks, and the audience applauded.

Immediately afterwards, on the stage, it was pitch black.

The students in charge of the props cooperated with each other to push the set props and background props onto the stage.

The background is the river, and the background is the pavilions of Tengwang Pavilion.

Under the stage, the students looked at each other in blank dismay.

This set.

Seems unusual?

Everything is ready, there is a faint light on the stage, and the background music is the sound of the waves of the river.

On the side of the stage, Sun Pingting spoke softly, although she was uncertain and apprehensive.

The soft voice gurgled softly, circling in the auditorium like a spring.

"In the second year of Emperor Gaozong's Shangyuan, on the Double Ninth Festival, Wang Bo visited Tengwang Pavilion and was invited by the governor to go to Tengwang Pavilion for a banquet."

The audience fell silent all of a sudden.

On the stage, it gradually lights up.

The pavilions, the vast river surface, and the sound of the river water in the background, accompanied by Sun Pingting's slowly approaching voice, everyone seems to have returned to a thousand years ago.

"At this time, he didn't know that he was about to usher in the most glorious moment in his life."

"Brilliant to the point of radiance, power through the ages."

Sun Pingting walked gently to the front of the stage, facing the river in the background, her tone was as clear as before.

"After drinking for three rounds, the governor invited the young talents who came to the banquet to write a preface for Tengwang Pavilion. You shied away and gave this great opportunity to the son-in-law who had already prepared everything for the governor."

Sun Pingting faced the stage with a smile on her face, as if wandering in the long river of time, in that late autumn thousands of years ago.

"Who knows, halfway, Wang Bo came out of the sky."

"This astonishing and eternal world's number one parallel prose was born out of nowhere, but it also exhausted Wang Bo's fortune."

Speaking of this moment, Sun Pingting paused slightly and looked somewhere on the stage.

"Bring a pen."

A loud male voice resounded through the moment.

Since thousands of years ago, it has resounded through the early Tang Dynasty, and even more so through the long river of time.

Sun Pingting's eyes trembled, and she looked at the slowly walking figure in disbelief.

That figure came forward.

Facing him is the late autumn river breeze blowing thousands of years ago.

Sun Pingting's eyes were a little dazed. After a thousand years of time, the young man walking in front of him was wearing a green shirt and long robe.

In the ear, it seems to hear the boy talking.

"I'm Wang Bo, I'm Zi'an."

At this moment, Xu Wen, wearing the temperament of Qingfeng Jiyue, is full of youthful feeling.

There are different opinions about the real age of Wang Bo in history when he wrote this eternal work. Some say he was in his teens, while others say he was in his early twenties.

But obviously, if Wang Bo is a teenager, it just meets everyone's expectations.

Therefore, on the Tengwang Pavilion, Wang Bo was young at that time.

There was a commotion in the audience.

amazing?Shock?Far from enough.

"This, this, this? I'm not dreaming!" The freshman girl wearing black-framed round glasses stared blankly at the stage. At this age, they were full of fantasy about everything.

"When I was a young boy with fresh clothes and angry horses! Oh, sorry, my description may not be appropriate, but he was really handsome anyway."

"This is the ancient male lead!"

"Hey, hey, didn't you realize that it's the senior host just now?" The girls beside him reminded.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that this senior has contracted all the highlights of tonight's welcome party.

What kind of fairy senior is this?Are we really in a mediocre high school?
Yes, Haicheng University is an ordinary university in the province.

Such a dazzling character, even if he doesn't appear in Qingbei, at least he must be in the Beijing Film Academy!

On the stage, Sun Pingting was still in a daze.

Fortunately, there are not a few people in the audience who are in a daze.

At this moment, the young man in front of me, who seemed to have walked out of the early Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, really touched Sun Pingting's heart.

The previous impulses were buried deeply in her heart.

But at this moment, she was really moved.

As luck would have it, the most daring moment happened on the stage in front of everyone. Sun Pingting could only watch helplessly as the courage in her heart slipped away.

The four eyes are facing each other, this is the gaze that has traveled through the long river of time.

Sun Pingting's hand holding the microphone trembled slightly. The first word she uttered trembled a bit. Fortunately, no one noticed this detail.

"The governor was not happy, so he left the meeting with an excuse, and ordered his subordinates to report in time."

On the stage, two students acted as assistants, unfolding the scrolls covered with rice paper and facing all the audience.

In the original plan, the pages of paper were shared equally, and the student who played Wang Bo only had to pretend to write.

But for Xu Wen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to harvest applause.

The moment he entered the stage, the applause value reached [-] in seconds, and it was still rising.

This is really a bumper harvest!
For the sake of applause and lottery, Xu Wen couldn't care less about shocking the world.

Is the word for profit!
Under the stage, all the students looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Could it be that the senior wants to write in public?"

Several old calligraphy-loving professors in the audience looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine this student was selling in the gourd.

Calligraphy in public is not something that can be written casually, one must have considerable attainments.

At this moment, Xu Wen was standing aside while writing, facing the background of the river.

Slowly immersing in this moment, it seems that I really touched, that autumn thousands of years ago, I really saw the Wang Bo who died young but wrote the preface to Tengwang Pavilion, which is the most famous for thousands of years.

To play, play big.

Before writing, Xu Wen changed his temperament.

In the eternal sky, there is a bright moon.

Although it should be facing the river at this moment, not the bright moon, but the artistic conception is interlinked.

To reproduce the glory of writing the first parallel prose through the ages, this artistic conception must be completely sublimated.

In an instant, Xu Wen's temperament changed.

Put pen to paper lightly, and the light shines!
Sun Pingting read with trembling voice.

"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu."

"The stars are connected to Yizhen, and the earth is connected to Henglu."

Offstage, bang.

Everyone wanted to explode the pot, but they were afraid of disturbing the figure on the stage.

Everyone's eyes were burning, and their chests were tumbling like the sky was turned upside down.

The cameraman in charge of taking pictures took a deep breath and shot from all angles without any dead ends, and almost knelt down.

"Wuhua Tianbao, Longguang shoots at the market of bullfighting."

"Outstanding people, Xu Ru went to Chen Fan's couch."

Several old professors in the audience opened their mouths.

"This word?"

"hiss!"

Xu Wen writes with a swipe of the pen, and the background music is accompanied by Sun Pingting's real and emotional voice.

Xu Wen's temperament shines brightly.

At this time, although he is not Wang Bo, no matter how the world imagines, I am afraid that Wang Bo's heroic posture in writing this eternal parallel prose at that time will not exceed this situation and this scene.

Time cannot be turned back, and of course it is impossible to see Wang Bo who was swaying on the Tengwang Pavilion in late autumn.

But at this moment, everyone is more willing to believe that Xu Wen, who has integrated the temperament of the eternal sky and the calligraphy of the calligrapher, may be like this at that time Wang Bo!
Several old professors finally couldn't bear it any longer, and they walked to the stage in shock, trying to be the first to straighten their necks to see the handwriting of the calligraphy.

And Xu Wen made a fuss.

The applause value keeps rising, and it looks like it will break [-].

　It was supposed to be updated before [-]:[-], but after repeated revisions until today, it turned out to be broken again yesterday, sorry.

　　Let's report the grades. Currently, the grades for this book are all set at [-]. There is still a long way to go for a high-quality book. The most important thing is to finish the book well and gain experience.

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