Dying, start with life simulation

Chapter 104 Director's Artistic Quality

"Hahahaha, 19.9 yuan is not reliable! It's still not enough to fight Xixi's stuff!"

Li Du's laughter broke the peace around him.

Zhang Mingze also quickly realized that there was a performance accident.

It was just a rehearsal, and the two immediately put away the leaking hammer and boulder, and walked down the stage in despair.

"Brother, I seem to have been cut by a gust of wind just now."

Zhang Mingze held two piles of plastic distressedly, and couldn't accept it for a while.

"Hey, I told you yesterday that my brother has practiced kung fu now, and his hands are stronger."

Li Du immediately comforted him.

"Hey, what about this prop? It's going to be performed tomorrow afternoon, so I can't buy it for a while."

"Don't worry, brother is here, you can see it tomorrow, I will give you a whole beautiful big stone."

"Where's the hammer?"

"Don't worry, there will be."

Afterwards, the two hid in a corner and secretly watched other people's programs.

……

Unexpectedly, the busiest person at this time was not the instructor in charge of the show's life and death, but the art director with long hair.

I saw the art master beat his chest for a while, danced for a while, and stopped the rehearsal from time to time.

"Whoever sings, just sing, don't step on the speakers for me, these are all rented, and they are very valuable."

"Oh my god, hip-hop dancer, can you come to the middle when you're Thomas, you're about to turn off the stage."

"For the sketch, can you keep the rhythm steady, I can't keep up in the later stage."

"Hey, the guitar player in the band, are you in a rush? You're a beat faster than everyone else, do you know?"

"There are also talk shows, your microphone is aimed, can you stop spraying the mic?"

The long-haired art director squeezed his fists, trying to control his emotions.

This time he was entrusted by Chengyuan Group to be in charge of the student performance.

He was named by the famous young man in the business world as the planner, director and designer of this show.

Not only is the abundance of funds, but more importantly, he has attached himself to a super rich father, and the road ahead will be much smoother.

And Mr. Fang Yanting's only request is: "Make the students happy!"

I thought that I was almost 30 years old, and it was not easy to earn some money for milk powder for my children, so I tried my best to be perfect.

However, these high school students are really beyond words!

Finally, the instructor got up and walked up, chatting with the art boss in a friendly manner.

"Director, look, this requirement can't be too high. After all, we are not an art school, and the level of our students is also limited. I think you can adjust your requirements appropriately."

The art master flicked his long hair: "Hey, the broken boulder on the chest is the easiest! The effect is also good!"

Instructor: "Well, you are right, but we also need to be more tolerant towards students with other talents, right?"

The art boss tied his long hair around his ears, and calmed down: "Well, the teacher is right, the requirements are indeed higher. Later, I will try to lower the requirements as much as possible."

After the two finished talking, they returned to their posts again.

Then, a solo boy from the second year of high school came up and walked to the center of the stage aggressively.

Unexpectedly, when she sang, she was extremely perfunctory, missing words, out of tune, forgetting words, and her breath was unstable.

The ability to sing has not been touched at all, and I don't know where the confidence came from, so I went directly to the stage.

Soon, the patience of the art boss exploded again: "Stop, stop, stop! Your out-of-tune has gone to the sky!"

The boy was stunned at first glance, maybe he didn't hear clearly, so he picked out his ears: "You say I am the voice of nature?"

The art master tried his best to express euphemistically: "You sing very well, but tomorrow, don't sing."

When the stunned young man heard it, he immediately retorted: "My singing is not bad, besides, aren't you a million-dollar tuner with great powers? Can't you adjust it?"

The art master was at a loss for words, so he could only continue to explain patiently: "It's the job of the sound mixer, and you've gone too far."

The stunned young boy argued hard: "Then what's the use of your tuner?"

Art boss: "We are not gods!"

The stunned young boy: "Won't that test your skills?"

The art boss wants to cry but has no tears: "Can't you sing more accurately?"

The stunned young boy: "Singing correctly, what do I want you for?"

The art boss took a deep breath, turned on his mobile phone, and looked at the picture of his child on the screen saver, feeling extremely angry.

"I, I... tm quit..."

Seeing that the school performance was coming to an end, the art master hadn't fully uttered his speech to vent his anger.

Li Du, who stepped forward in two steps, hooked his shoulders.

"Hahahaha, big brother, don't be so angry, you can sing as you please, just to make yourself happy, don't get so angry."

Li Du immediately took out the phone from his pocket, and then showed him Fang Yanting's profile picture.

Then he immediately comforted him in a soft voice: "Brother, Fang Yanting and I are friends, you should calm down, if it's really impossible, I will ask Yanting to give you more money?"

Hearing the name "Fang Yanting", the art boss immediately calmed down, staring at Li Du with a face full of bewilderment.

"You, are you Boss Fang's friend?"

"It's true, do you recognize it? This is his avatar!"

"Really! I can't see Mount Tai with my eyes."

"Brother, don't be angry, we are not a conservatory after all, the level is a bit uneven, isn't it normal?"

"Oh, yes, I was impulsive."

"Brother, what's your name?"

"Liang Zhijun, you can just call me A Liang."

"Brother Liang, then keep busy and don't be as knowledgeable as us! As for your temper, try to restrain yourself as much as possible. You know, we high school students are all hot-blooded. If we really get into trouble, it won't end well. "

After Liang Zhijun listened, he immediately came to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

The atmosphere also calmed down.

……

Everyone in the arena was watching this scene nervously.

And that stunned sophomore in high school had already been pulled down by the student union.

Everyone is worried that the performance will be performed tomorrow. What if the chief designer and tuner are angry and leave?
Li Du and Liang Zhijun talked very softly.

But from the behavior and attitude, everyone can see that the previous tense situation has passed.

This classmate Li Du can do it, and the building will collapse soon.

Seeing this, the instructor called Zhang Mingze to his side: "Zhang Mingze, your classmates are amazing, they solved the problem in just a few words."

Zhang Mingze's face was full of pride: "That's right, teacher, you won't forget, right? He was also the student who commended the students who were "brave for justice" and "fighting gangsters" in the school two weeks ago!"

The instructor was shocked: "Ah, yes, it seems that his name is Li Du, he is really an excellent boy."

After a moderate interlude, the rehearsal resumed again.

However, Liang Zhijun wouldn't just let the friend of the gold master's father go. He chatted with Li Du while debugging the line track to enhance their relationship.

Liang Zhijun: "Haha, I didn't expect Boss Fang to have a young friend like you. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free."

Li Du's kindness is hard to refrain from, so he can only perfunctory: "It's just a little personal friendship."

Liang Zhijun: "Oh, it's not easy to be behind the scenes like us, I hope you can understand."

Li Du could only continue to perfunctory: "Of course, of course, I can understand."

Liang Zhijun: "It's not easy to make ends meet. Don't look at us on the outside, but in fact there are two children in the family waiting to eat. They have to take on any kind of work."

Li Du: "It's not easy for children."

Liang Zhijun persevered in finding the topic: "Oh, it's all for the children, I don't know how old they are, so they don't need me to worry about it."

At this time, Li Du found Liu Xia who was slowly walking into the large screening hall, and immediately became energetic.

Well, it's time to end this awkward chat.

Li Du immediately "waved" again.

"Actually, Brother Liang, you can never stop worrying about a child's heart!"

"Ok?"

"Let's put it this way, when you die, he still asks you to bless him when he goes to the grave."

Afterwards, Li Du took advantage of Liang Zhijun's stupefaction and quickly ran back to the auditorium to join Zhang Mingze.

(End of this chapter)