After entering the city, I became everyone in Liyuan

Chapter 139 Start

Early the next morning, Mr. Fang didn't go out for a walk with the bird cage in his hands, so he entered Su Yue's side in a hurry. Seeing that she was eating, he sat down on the Arhat bed next to him, "Eat first, and we'll eat after eating." Say more."

Su Yue had almost finished eating. After wiping her mouth with a tissue, she got up and walked to a chair beside her to sit down. "Did you hear about the table?"

"You guessed it! I made several phone calls last night. It happened that there was a grass-stage troupe organized by fanciers, but they were playing the Peony Pavilion, not martial arts students, but the old student who was supposed to play Du Taishou suddenly I have a fever and a cold, my throat is uncomfortable, and I can't sing, if you can sing the words of the old students, then you can go on stage with them." Uncle Fang said.

He had heard Su Yue sing the whole version of The Peony Pavilion before, which was the kind where one person played multiple roles.

He felt that Su Yue would definitely be able to sing.

"Okay, I don't choose." This means that I can sing anything.

Uncle Fang slapped his hands, "I know! All right, then you wait, I'll talk to someone. See when you have time, and I'll go with you to meet him."

"Then tomorrow, I have something to do today." Su Yue said.

Uncle Fang went back after confirming the time, while Su Yue packed up and prepared to go to the opera school.

At the opera school, a few people in Deng Qi's dormitory who were preparing to participate in the trials got up early in the morning and practiced the basic skills for a while. When the time was almost up, they changed their clothes and walked towards the auditorium.

Those who participated in the selection were registered in the school early in the morning, and different professions performed on stage at different time slots.

Dan is at the top of the list and the one with the largest number of people, so Deng Qi and the others have to wait at least two or three hours before their turn.

But in order to see how other people's performances were, the four of them went to the auditorium early.

The number plate Chen Zhen got was 27, Fang Juan was four ahead of her, and both of them were a little nervous in the background.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, the worst is that you won't be selected, just try your best to perform." Chen Zhen took a deep breath while comforting Fang Juan.

Fang Juan wiped the sweat from her palms with a tissue and nodded, "Well, you're right."

It was only less than 08:30, and there was still half an hour to start, and the backstage was already full of people.

Those who have outfits wear the outfits on their bodies, and those who don't, try to wear dresses that are closer to the characters.

A group of professional actors stood in the background wearing beautiful clothes. This scene seemed to be full of flowers.

They are all young and beautiful girls. Looking at them this way, among other things, it is true that they are pleasing to the eye.

When Su Yue arrived, it was five minutes to nine o'clock, and when she was about to call Mr. Zhou, she saw Teacher Yan.

"Xiao Yue, why are you here?"

Su Yue put down her mobile phone and greeted with a smile, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhou said he could come over to watch the performances of senior brothers and sisters, so I came over."

Teacher Yan was taken aback, when did Su Yue know Mr. Zhou Shichong?

Seeing that the time was almost up, he quickly suppressed his doubts and said, "Then you go in with me."

Su Yue smiled and nodded.

Teacher Yan is also a well-known actor in the industry, and many of his students are performing on stage here, so no one will say much when he sits here.

Teacher Yan took Su Yue to find a seat in the eighth row near the corridor and sat down, "If you see your senior brothers and sisters performing badly later, just say it, you're welcome."

As soon as the voice fell, a man in a white shirt and trousers came onto the stage, took a microphone and said a few words, asked the principal of the school and Director Yuan to say a few words, and then told the person in charge of the side coordinator With one sentence, we can start.

The first girl on stage was wearing her own clothes, and she seemed very nervous. She didn't open her voice when she sang, her treble part was a bit sharp, and her figure was a bit stiff.

Before the song was finished, Director Yuan asked her to go down.

It was Mr. Zhou Shichong who said a few words of encouragement.

A dozen or so people came on stage in a row, Director Yuan frowned once, and his face became more and more ugly, and two people who didn't know much about opera also looked bored.

Only two artists, Zhou Shichong and Bie Guoxiang, have been watching everyone's performance seriously.

Just looking at these mediocre students who don't even have solid basic skills, the two of them are inevitably a little disappointed in their hearts.

It was not until No. 15 that a slightly passable old dan barely appeared.

Su Yue's face was calm, but her heart was greatly touched.

Every time I get a deeper understanding of the current situation of opera, I feel more anxious in my heart.

The students trained by professional opera schools are not even as good as her previous life, who only entered the opera troupe for half a year. How can she cultivate truly outstanding opera talents?

Su Yue kept her back straight, and she didn't appear discouraged because of the unsatisfactory performance on stage.

Fang Juan in the backstage saw her coming soon, and her hands were sweating even more.

Especially seeing the expressions on the faces of the judges, I couldn't help but become more nervous.

"The next one will come out on the 22nd, and get ready on the 23rd."

Chen Zhen was more nervous when he heard Fang Juan's number than his own, and quickly jumped up from the chair, "It's your turn, it's your turn, don't be nervous, it's okay, you've been preparing for so long, you're sure to be fine!"

It is not only to cheer up Fang Juan, but also to comfort herself.

But this consolation immediately felt that they were too naive as soon as the show opened on the 22nd.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon really is in the school.

The girl on the stage sang "Zao Luo Pao" that everyone sang all over the place, but she sang it completely differently from the twenty or so people in front of her.

The typhoon is steady, the voice is steady and smooth, the figure is soft and beautiful, and even the expressions are well-placed.

Even Director Yuan said, "Finally, there is one that can be obtained."

The principal and director at the side also felt embarrassed when they heard this, but pretended they hadn't heard anything.

"This student's voice, why does it sound like yours?" Teacher Yan lowered his voice and asked Su Yue.

Su Yue could also hear it, and not only her voice, but also the girl's figure.

It's just that when she does those movements, the range is not so large, which is not dignified enough.

The more than 100 days did not end until a little before noon. Not only Su Yue felt a little tired, but also Director Yuan and the others.

But it was so tiring that not even ten people were actually selected.

Teacher Yan took Su Yue to the staff cafeteria for dinner. After ordering the food, Teacher Yan didn't speak much, and his face was not very good.

While eating, he suddenly sighed, "People are impetuous."

Because of impetuousness, I can't calm down to learn drama; because of impetuosity, I can't even learn the most basic things well enough.

Maybe some people really like it and really want to learn opera well, but in the world of flowers, with the basic skills every day, everyone will find it boring and unbearable.

He couldn't even blame those students whose basic skills were a mess.

If he was born in the same age as them, he can't guarantee that he won't be as impetuous as them.

Su Yue didn't say a word. In fact, this matter is quite normal. There are very few people with a pure mind no matter what era they are in.

When she was in the opera troupe in her previous life, most people studied so hard, either because they really liked opera, or because they were just eating.

You performed poorly, not to mention being booed by the audience, the class leader will not let you go.

Deducting wages is a trivial matter, not giving food and making you hungry is really uncomfortable.

Although Su Yue was never hungry, she worked so hard to survive at that time.

Today's children don't have the trouble of not having enough clothes and food to eat, so it is naturally difficult for them to learn with all their strength.

Thinking about it this way, if you want everyone to be willing to learn drama and endure hardships, you have to think of some worthwhile reason.

It's like wanting the donkey to drop a carrot in front of the mill.

But what do kids like nowadays?

money?

They like it too, but they prefer to make money comfortably.

Status?
This thing is not something you can get if you like it.

Besides, it is really difficult to gain status by taking the road of opera.

What else?

Su Yue couldn't think of it for a while.

Her understanding of the young people here comes from Jiang Zhe and her classmates.

But the students in the third year of high school are either doing the questions or on the way to do the questions. They don't even have spare time, and they have no reference value.

For a lunch, both of them felt a little tasteless.

I don't know if the situation will be better in the afternoon.

At this time, in the girls' dormitory, almost all the students who were still in school were discussing today's performance.

"Who is No. 22? I never found out that there is such a good singer in school."

"It seems to be called Zhang Meng, who belongs to the Kunqu opera troupe."

"By the way, is it true that more than half of the few selected today are from the Kunqu opera troupe?"

"Yes, and there are a few that I always feel are very similar to Zhang Meng's singing, with similar voices and figures."

"What you said seems to be true. No wonder I thought it was a little weird at the time, but I can't think of where it's weird."

Chen Zhen lay paralyzed on the bed, really didn't want to say a word.

After working hard for so long, I didn't expect that I didn't even pass a junior level.

Fang Juan was not as depressed as she was, but felt a lot more relaxed after the performance.

She felt that she should not be selected early in the morning, so she didn't expect much.

This will be holding a mobile phone to watch the video recorded by everyone.

Those who were selected were basically recorded on video.

Looking at it, Fang Juan felt strange.

Suddenly opened her favorites, found the video she often watched, switched back and forth, and after repeated comparisons, she said "Damn it" and stood up abruptly.

boom--

His head hit the top of the top bunk.

She rubbed it casually, not caring about the pain, so she slapped Chen Zhen on the bed.

"Really, don't you look alike!"

Chen Zhenzhen was in mourning, and was disturbed by Fang Juan, so he turned his head disinterestedly.

Looking at it, the eyes gradually widened.

"Fuck! Is this plagiarism?!"

"What plagiarism?" asked the others in the dormitory.

Fang Juan showed everyone the video she found.

"Ah, let me just say why Zhang Meng's singing voice and figure are so familiar! I've watched this video before, so it's like this!"

"Who is this?" a girl with short hair asked.

Fang Juan did not speak, but glanced at Chen Zhen.

At this time, Chen Zhen felt as if he had been spat out, got off the bed in twos and threes, and was about to rush out with his mobile phone.

"Why are you going?" Fang Juan hurriedly pulled him back.

Chen Zhen turned around, and said with a smirk: "Of course I'm going to settle accounts with them! Plagiarism and dare to perform on stage so blatantly, how big of a face do they have?"

"Chen Zhen, you don't know the person who was plagiarized, do you?" Someone responded quickly.

Chen Zhen didn't say a word, he snorted and was about to continue to rush out.

"Wait a minute, how do you reason with people about this kind of thing? If people refuse to admit it, what can you do with them? Besides, they didn't copy the Peony Pavilion, so there are plenty of reasons to refute."

"Fang Juan is right. If you just go looking for them, if they don't admit it, you have nothing to do with them. Moreover, in our opera industry, teachers teach apprentices, so it's hard to define whether to copy or not."

Chen Zhen was getting more and more annoyed by what they said, but his mind gradually calmed down, knowing that even if he went to the door, he would not do any real harm to those people except for a big quarrel with them.

But forget it like that, she felt very upset, very unhappy!

"Don't worry, isn't it just the primary election? There will be a final at that time. It's not certain whether they can win. Let's wait and see what happens, while collecting information, in case one of them really wins , then let’s hand over the collected things to the school. The school will never send a plagiarist to be a representative of intangible cultural heritage.”

Everyone agrees with the previous one, but for the last sentence, the expressions on everyone's faces seem to say nothing, and they seem to say something.

However, Fang Juan did not change her mind. After all, even if such an extremely embarrassing matter was to be resolved, it would be resolved within the school and had nothing to do with external recognition.

"Okay, then collect the information first!" Chen Zhen gritted his teeth and nodded.

After speaking, he said to several other people in the dormitory: "Don't tell this matter out, if they come down, we still have a chance to go up, but let those people know about it, and we will definitely get everything in the end No way."

Everyone is not a fool, and this truth is still known.

After the discussion is over, everyone should do what they should do.

The four people in Deng Qi's dormitory who will be on stage are preparing to go to the auditorium.

The other two rarely went to accompany their girlfriends, but stayed in the dormitory to cheer up the four of them.

"Come on, brothers! Try to add a bragging material to the buddies!"

"That must be!" Lao Fan puffed out his chest.

When the four of them arrived at the auditorium, they first went to get their numbers, put on their outfits, and waited for the start.

Su Yue sat in the morning seat, glanced at Lao Fan who was looking at the side of the stage, and waved to him with a smile.

"Fuck, Junior Sister Xiaoyue is really here!" Lao Fan didn't even have time to say hello, so he ran over and said to Deng Qi and the others.

"Professor Yan is still sitting next to her!" Jiang Minghao, who was behind, followed.

"Junior Sister Xiaoyue must have come to cheer me on! I have to perform well in a while, and I can't disappoint Junior Sister Xiaoyue!" Fu Peng said, tossing his hair.

The three of Lao Fan didn't bother to talk to him, "Old Deng, help me to see if I'm dressed properly, and don't cause stage accidents in a while! This is my first performance for Junior Sister Xiaoyue. Let Junior Sister Xiaoyue down!"

Deng Qi really checked him carefully, and helped him straighten his clothes, "Don't worry, there will be no problem."

What Jiang Minghao performed on stage this time was the red-tasseled spear from last time, plus a few lyrics. He was praised by Mr. Zhou Shichong earlier. Now he is not nervous or worried at all, and is ready to go on stage with confidence.

Deng Qi, on the other hand, looked calm and composed, but the sweat in his palms had already soaked the riding whip he was holding.

(End of this chapter)