return to the third grade

Chapter 248

Ling Xiaoxiao went back to the backstage depressed. Jin Shenai and the others had already received the news. When they saw her coming back, they all came to congratulate her and generously said no thanks. Ling Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her mouth, really not knowing what to say.

"Didn't push it away?" Park Meihui looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with sympathy.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head aggrieved: "Ms. Huang thought I wanted to perform on stage, so she asked Shen Ai and the others to ask for it."

Park Mi Hye took a deep breath and patted her on the shoulder: "My condolences will change."

Halfway through the rehearsal, Huang Xin slipped into the backstage, saw Ling Xiaoxiao busy packing up her costumes and props, and hurried over and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking, are you singing or dancing?"

Ling Xiaoxiao put the earrings that Zhang Meiyan had replaced into the box, and then took the time to look at Huang Xin, and said in a low tone: "Sister Xin, I really can't tell Director Huang, so why don't you let me play? If you must It’s okay to replace the last receptionist with another classmate.”

Huang Xin shook her head: "Leader Jin just mentioned another sentence and specifically mentioned your name. The leaders have begun to pay attention to your program. Director Huang just told me to cooperate with you."

Ling Xiaoxiao lowered her head, mourned for herself for a while, and then said brokenly: "Dancing is definitely not good, and the rest is singing. Do you think I can't sing high notes or low notes? What kind of song does your voice suit?"

Huang Xin was taken aback by what she said, how could anyone say that about herself. . .

"By the way, sister Xin, can you lip-sync? I'm lip-syncing on stage, and you guys will sing for me down there?" Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of this possibility, and looked over excitedly.

Huang Xin shook her head: "The teachers in the visiting group are all professional vocal music and dance teachers. They can tell whether it's your voice or not. This kind of fake behavior is even worse."

"Then whatever you want, I can sing whatever you think I can sing, and I don't care about anything that's out of tune, so just be ashamed." Pushing and not being able to push, Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it all of a sudden, she was very single.

She changed to Huang Xin with a headache, and waved her hand: "Okay, if you don't want to, I'll help you think about it. You are busy first, and I will go to the front desk first. I can't leave for too long. I will come to you later."

The duration of the performance this time is not as exaggerated as Jiang Zizhuo said the day before. According to the length of the program, it will end in about four and a half to five hours. The rehearsal will not be completed until [-] o'clock in the evening. The next afternoon there was an official performance, Huang Guoqiang negotiated with the visiting group, and another round of rehearsals began at eight o'clock.

The rehearsal experience of the teachers of the visiting group is much richer than that of the teachers of the No. [-] Middle School. Huang Guoqiang only mentioned it, and the other party immediately agreed, and kept saying that everything is based on the effect of the program. Huang Guoqiang’s touch that he said was instantly forgotten. How will this group of people torment them when they first arrive? . .

The dinner was delivered in a box made by the chefs in the cafeteria. Ling Xiaoxiao took the portion of their team and went back to the backstage. During the time Jin Shenai and the others were in Bincheng, what they looked forward to most every day was to eat, even if it was They are also very satisfied with the meals cooked by the chef in the cafeteria in the class.

Each of them held a lunch box, and everyone sat on the floor with a newspaper under their bodies. Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about holding the lunch box. She was super satisfied that there would be something to fill her stomach.

"Xiaoxiao, what's your program tomorrow? Do you need us to dance for you?" Zhang Meiyan sat beside Ling Xiaoxiao, and asked with concern.

Ling Xiaoxiao patted the food with her hand, could she not talk about these unappetizing things during the meal: "The show hasn't been finalized yet, I'll discuss it with the teacher later, if I need your help, I will definitely tell you .”

"It would be great if you could speak Korean like Mei Hui. Then it would be great to sing a song in Korean. It can also represent the friendship between us." Zhang Meiyan muttered softly.

Listening to Park Meihui's translation, Ling Xiaoxiao's heart moved. She knew what song she could sing. The tune of this song is not difficult, and there will be no problem of singing high notes. The accompaniment is fine, and you just heard this song when watching a movie a few days ago. . .

After eating dinner indiscriminately, Ling Xiaoxiao put everyone's finished lunch box into a plastic bag, and was about to go out to find a trash can to throw it away. By the way, she went to talk to Huang Xin about the show.

Huang Xin couldn't help being stunned when she heard the name of the song: "Xiaoxiao, do you know Korean? Can you sing this song well? If the pronunciation is not correct and they hear it, it will make a joke instead."

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that Huang Xin was wrong, and quickly said: "No, Sister Xin, I have heard the Chinese version of this song, and it is also very nice. Sometimes, singing it in Chinese is also the best thing for their country. It's a tribute to a hit movie, and if I can't sing well, they don't care."

Huang Xin felt that what she said was reasonable. Although she still felt that something was weird, she was pressed for time and she couldn't let her think too much. She hurriedly got up and went to the teacher in the art troupe to ask who had the piano score. She There is not much time to practice the tune before the official performance tomorrow.

At eight o'clock, the second rehearsal officially began. This time the rehearsal was very formal, and all the staff needed to wear makeup. The students from No. [-] Middle School who hadn't prepared in advance were in a hurry. Some forgot to bring their clothes, and some didn't have time to put on makeup. Compared with the students who draw eyebrows and touch up makeup, they are very different.

Ling Xiaoxiao's program was arranged a little later in the overall schedule. This is the result of Huang Xin's negotiation. This time period is not the opening, there is no need to stir up the atmosphere, and it is not the end that needs to be the finale. When you can't concentrate, it's just right to arrange for Ling Xiaoxiao to go up.

Ling Xiaoxiao silently recalled that a certain great talent wrote the lyrics for this song, and she still remembered the astonishment she felt when she heard the lyrics for the first time.Once again she needs to plagiarize, her heart is full of guilt, and once again deeply realizes that she has no talent, it is really a disgraceful thing, if she was taught something at home when she was a child, she would not So passive again and again.

This song has been very popular in Gao Liguo recently. A teacher in the visiting group happened to collect the score, so Huang Xin got the score smoothly when she asked in the past. However, the rehearsal has just started, and she still has some on hand. Few things to do, can only wait for the rehearsal to end, she went home to practice.

"Xiaoxiao, when will we reunite? We have to reunite a few more times before the official performance." Huang Xin came to Ling Xiaoxiao as soon as she got the score.

Ling Xiaoxiao scratched her hair. She is a boarding student and can't leave school unless it is a holiday. There will be a final round of rehearsal tomorrow morning. She and Huang Xin can't do without, and she doesn't know when is the right time: "Sister Xin, look ?”

Huang Xin was also a little worried. After thinking about it for a long time, she said cruelly, "How about this? I won't go back tonight. Let's go to the piano room after the rehearsal. It will definitely be done in one night."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded with a wry smile, she had no other choice, it could only be like this, the two of them made an agreement and went to work again, Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the time, found the phone from her backpack and sent a text message to Brother Zhen .

(End of this chapter)