After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 140 Are You Serious About Acting?
Feng Yasong: "..." Thank you for the invitation, actually I bring it every day.

It's just that I'm too lazy to use it.

On the surface, "hehe" laughed twice, and joked: "I'm talking nonsense, my brain was still sleeping in the dormitory before! The one I just used is a new one!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and scratched his head: "No wonder I felt my head itchy just now, so I'm going to grow my brain!"

"Install, then install."

Lu Ruimo rolled her eyes gracefully, and didn't believe a single punctuation mark in her nonsense: "Is it really so difficult to honestly admit that you are talented? I won't send you to the Institute of Rare Species!"

Feng Yasong saw that her nonsense couldn't scare her, so she could only say 'damn': "I'm not afraid that my performance is too good, and it will hurt the self-esteem of you mediocre people~"

With that embarrassing expression and tone of beating, Lu Ruimo unconsciously clenched his fists hard.

She resisted the urge to punch Feng Yasong, and laughed and scolded: "You're almost done! You're really out of breath if you say you're fat!"

"Didn't you let me admit that I'm talented?" Feng Yasong spread his hands, his picturesque little face was full of innocence.

"I asked you to admit it honestly, and I didn't ask you to raise your little tail up to the sky!"

Lu Ruimo didn't intend to talk too much with her on this issue, and after explaining a sentence, she tapped her on the head with a pen: "Since you have finalized your creative ideas, don't blah so much, start writing lyrics quickly Bar!"

"We try to write the lyrics today, and then we will discuss with the teacher about adding a cappella and classical dance drama to the performance when we are in class tomorrow."

"The sooner you arrange the program, the sooner you can start practicing!"

Feng Yasong coincides with her thoughts.

The four people got together and divided the content of the lyrics that each person was responsible for writing, and each took a cool place to start creating.

Barrage.

[One thing to say, the arrangement of the entire program can be quickly completed in such a short period of time, and even the practice time and everyone's strengths and weaknesses are taken into consideration, the princess really has something! 】

[There is something, but not much!This is a classical dance drama and a cappella, which sounds bluffing, but in fact, if she doesn't practice well, or doesn't distinguish between the primary and secondary, it will turn into a farce in minutes! 】

【Am I the only one who is more interested in "The Monitor Lizard Girl"? [Funny][Funny][Funny]]

【And I!There is a god-level story of "Monitor Lizard Girl" punching "Cowherd and Weaver Girl" and kicking "Legend of the White Snake". 】

[They don’t even need to go on stage during their performances, just put the whole Bengal monitor lizard on the stage, and then randomly select four lucky male audience members to go on stage to assist the monitor lizard to complete the performance! 】

[? ? ?Your show...is it serious? [狗头][狗头][狗头]]

[True live broadcast [狗头] [狗头] [狗头]]

[Something's wrong, look again at [无直看][无见见][不见看]]

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A few people sometimes buried their heads in deep thought, and sometimes gathered together to discuss, and the whole afternoon passed by in a flash.

The lyrics are also written in a rough way, just need to polish.

Lu Ruimo was very satisfied with everyone's work efficiency, so as soon as the o'clock arrived, he clapped his hands generously and said, "Everyone can go to the cafeteria to eat! The unfinished part will be the same when you come back after eating!"

Feng Yasong was so hungry that her chest stuck to her back.

Hearing this, as soon as he dropped the pen in his hand, he jumped up from the sofa with a 'whoosh'.

While walking out with Lu Ruimo's arm in his arms, he muttered: "It's time for dinner, I'm starving to death!"

"Don't stop me later, I want to add two more bowls of rice, otherwise I will be sorry for the brain cells I lost this afternoon!"

Lu Ruimo gave her an annoyed look, and said to her heart that someday you won't be hungry?
However, considering that she did contribute a lot to the program this afternoon and consumed a lot of brain cells, Lu Ruimo silently swallowed her ridicule.

He reached out and rubbed her head like a cat, and said, "I can go to the auntie in the cafeteria and get some walnuts for you to replenish your newly grown brain."

Feng Yasong took advantage of the situation and rubbed her palm, and was so moved that she burst into tears: "Yeah~ Mo Mo loves me the most~"

"By the way, do you have peanuts, melon seeds, and sugar oranges? I love to eat them all!"

And Lu Ruimo: "..." Good guy, you think I'm buying something, right?
Give Grandpa Claws!

The two walked all the way to the cafeteria, only to see that Su Xianchen, Ye Xingli, and Zhao Zhiyu had disbanded earlier than the two of them!
The three of them had finished their meals, and they were sitting together, chatting while eating.

Su Xianchen and Ye Xingli still looked like they didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, while Zhao Zhiyu looked sleepy, and the whole person was not very interested.

Feng Yasong didn't need to think about it, it was probably because Feng Yun was acting like a demon in the team again.

But in front of the live broadcast camera, Zhao Zhiyu can't complain about his teammates behind his back, and they can't talk about others casually.

I can only comfort Zhao Zhiyu tacitly: I should eat and drink, and don't worry about anything.

Zhao Zhiyu also turned grief and anger into appetite, and he didn't even lose weight!
A meal was quickly finished in a comforting atmosphere for Zhao Zhiyu, and then everyone returned to the classroom, racing against time, busy with their own tasks.

Early the next morning.

Chong Jingchen walked into the classroom and received two A4 papers from Lu Ruimo.

It transcribed the lyrics that the whole group got together to revise and revise all night.

Next to each line of lyrics, there are also notes, clearly marking their intentions, planned singing methods, and expected program effects.

In the blank space, a few sketches of the costumes and makeup they designed for the performance were sketched in the form of stick figures.

Even the dance moves that Qin Heran had designed were drawn by them in the form of stickman cartoons.

At a glance, it is vivid and clear at a glance.

We can see their good intentions.

Chong Jingchen looked at it, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

He is very satisfied with the efficiency and attitude of this group of people, unlike the other group, which has been noisy all afternoon and has not even decided on a theme yet.

Chong Jingchen looked anxious for them!
After flipping through it briefly, Zhong Jingchen put down the A4 paper in his hand, looked at the four people sitting on the sofa waiting for comments, and praised without hesitation: "Good job."

The few people sitting on the sofa breathed a sigh of relief.

"The lyrics are quite artistic and the arrangement is relatively complete. If a cappella and classical dance are properly integrated, it will add a lot to your performance."

(End of this chapter)