Pippi God of Longing for Life

　　The butterfly effect is really serious...

　　The foundation of the school of Moxi is the extremely rebellious spirit and highly enlightened school spirit, and it may be the most difficult stage in the world: the Auditorium of Moxi.

　　Thinking of this, he smiled.Coincidentally, he knew a word in his previous life.

　　"If you can stand on the Guangyuan stage for one minute, you can stand in the Great Hall of the People for an hour."

　　It's the same when you switch to the Magic Theater.

　　why?

　　Because of coaxing.

　　No matter if you are an obscure troll, or a top tycoon in the industry.On the stage of the auditorium, you can praise when you are good, and scold when you are not good.

　　And because the development of Chinese culture here is slightly weaker, it is heavily weighted on the entire entertainment industry.This is an era that is on the rise, and the industry is extremely demanding on quality.

　　In front of the audience, personal feelings are never important. As the top and most enlightened and rebellious magic show in China, Coaxing Taiwan was born.

　　What is coaxing on the stage? This is a good explanation. From the moment you stand in the auditorium, you must first accept the neat [shhh] sound of the whole school. If the performer is not mentally good enough, you have to scare off.

　　By the time you start performing, pray that you don't make a mistake, even if it's an out of tune.

　　He Li knew that in his previous life, in the 90s, the three magic rock heroes had performed at the Guangyuan Academy, which also had the same tradition of coaxing Taiwan. boo.

　　Some members of the band couldn't hold back and started scolding directly on the stage. The students of Guangyuan Academy were about to start turning over the table, which almost caused a major incident.

　　Not to mention the singers lip-synching, the comic crosstalk forgetting the words, the host's Mandarin is not standard, if you play this on the stage, don't even think about walking down the stage intact.

　　However, He Li was not afraid at all, he walked to the center of the stage on his own, where the arrangement was very simple, a chair, a blackboard, and a microphone.

　　Walking over to pick up the microphone, He Li tried his voice and turned to face the thousands of people.

　　The boos continued, He Li glanced back and forth, and watched all this with more interest with his arms crossed.

　　The camera was aimed at his face and projected onto the big screen behind him, which apparently didn't work, and the booing began to dwindle until it was quiet.

　　He left his mouth and said, "Tsk, stop booing? I'm all tired for you. I'm so thick-skinned that I'm afraid of myself."

　　There were applause and laughter from the audience. Shameless may not be able to stand in the auditorium, but shameless must not.

　　"Wow, is this Senior Brother He Li, he looks so handsome..."

　　"I regret it, I shouldn't miss the afternoon class!"

　　"Hahaha, the thick-skinned person is even afraid of himself, it's so interesting."

　　He Li continued: "There are junior brothers and sisters, senior brothers and sisters in the audience. I think there must be good students who have never missed class. How about it, how does it feel to be open and honest?"

　　There was a lot of laughter off the stage, and many students shouted: "Cool!"

　　He Li quickly said to the teachers sitting in the front row: "Teachers, I have just recorded all the people who shouted cool, and I will point them out to you later!"

　　This time the teachers also laughed, and some rebellious students shouted:

　　"Brother, you can't do this! It's too dog-legged!"

　　"It turns out that you are really skinny, brother, aren't you the character in the show?"

　　"Brother, your appearance is really proportional to your thickness!"

　　"Old He, you have to be shameless!"

　　He Li let out a 'ho' and said to the teachers: "Teachers, the one from the east, Li Zhiyong, just counted him the loudest, although he is my classmate, but I also want to report him, you must Educate him well, thinking it's not feasible to miss class all day long!"

　　The hall was full of laughter, and Li Zhiyong had the spirit of sacrificing his life for righteousness, and shouted from the audience: "Old He, wait!"

　　My classmates all stood up and booed him...  

　　The teachers all smiled and looked at He Li. They didn't interrupt him and came to the stage. That is his home court alone, good or bad, all by him.

　　The field is already warm.

　　He Li shrugged his shoulders at his classmates and said, "I won't talk to you too much nonsense. I'll go home and go to bed early after I finish talking. I said you people know where I'm talking in the afternoon?"

　　The classmates responded, "I know, I've watched the video." There were also some nympho voices saying, "My brother is so handsome in the video."

　　He Li replied: "Okay, then I'll talk about it in the morning."

　　Just as he was about to speak, a group of people suddenly stood at the rear of the auditorium, 'Wala La', carrying cameras and microphones, and when they looked closely, it turned out to be a team of reporters.

　　What are you doing?

　　A few question marks appeared on He Li's head, and he said, "I look like a reporter's friend. Is there anything wrong?"

　　Not only He Li, but also the students and teachers looked back at them curiously.

　　The first person said: "Hello, classmate He Li, teachers and students of Magic Opera, how are you? I'm Wu Sheng, a reporter from Youth Daily. Before classmate He Li started giving a lecture, I had a few questions. I wondered if I could invite classmate He. Answer it?"

　　Everyone stood up, and I said no, why don't you just sit down?

　　He Li's eyes began to turn cold. Without him, the light in Wu Sheng's eyes was obviously malicious. He replied calmly at 4.8: "Yes, reporter Wu may ask."

　　Wu Sheng was overjoyed when he saw that He Li had taken the bait. The young man was impetuous, and it seemed that this month's bonus had no chance of running away.

　　He hurriedly said: "I want to ask classmate He Li, you are a young student and you are majoring in the performance department, why can you explain the history of the Ming Dynasty? As we all know, the average age of all history teachers in our country is about forty years old, and the youngest is Teacher Deng from Sichuan University, [-] years old.

　　And classmate He seems to be only twenty years old, so we have reason to doubt that classmate He actually does not have the knowledge reserve to explain the history of the Ming Dynasty alone. The world's perception of art universities, such as the headset you are wearing now, has a team behind it, and you are just a puppet on the table. "

　　Behind the scenes team, puppet, self-directed and self-acted? .

Chapter 87: Summer Bugs and Well Frogs (19 more)

　　The whole audience was agitated by this reporter. The teachers naturally knew that the team behind it was completely unwarranted, but the students and the other reporter teams didn’t know about it, especially the reporters, all of whom had green eyes. , all took out the pen and paper and quickly recorded.

　　The principal frowned and asked the people around him, "You also invite this kind of reporter?"

　　"Who knows, the time is too fast..." The teacher beside him smiled bitterly.

　　"Is what the reporter said true?"

　　"I don't know, I don't think Senior Brother He Li is such a person."

　　"Don't listen to the reporter's nonsense, I'm here in the afternoon class, and Brother He Li is completely improvising on his own merits!"

　　He Li looked at Wu Sheng quietly, and sighed after a while.

　　Wu Sheng wondered why his heart was empty, and excitedly chased after the victory: "Why did classmate He sigh and have nothing to say?"

　　The teachers in the audience were also a little nervous. The reporters were often good at catching the wind. Although He Li was talented, he was only a college student who had not left school. Can he handle it?

　　The classmates who had listened to He Li's lecture 16 in the afternoon naturally knew that he was completely relying on his own abilities, and all of them stared at Wu Sheng as if their eyes were burning with fire.

　　But Wu Sheng doesn't care what these students think at all. How many years have he been in the field of reporters, and he's still afraid of you college students?

　　Gradually, the students' discussion became louder, because He Li never spoke, he just stared blankly at the hundreds of people under the stage.

　　Wu Sheng continued: "Student He, please answer me directly, the camera can always be recorded!"

　　Is the camera always on?

　　The students were startled and worried for him.

　　"Anyway, speak up!" This is the voice of many people at this moment.

　　He Li finally spoke. He made a downward gesture to signal the students to be quiet, and said, "Before answering this reporter Wu, let me tell you a story."

　　Everyone turned to look at him, it's this time, still telling stories?

　　Some of the students have already stood up anxiously.

　　"It is said that one day, a student of Confucius was sweeping the floor outside the door, and a guest came and asked him: 'Who are you?'

　　He proudly said: 'I am Mr. Kong's disciple! '

　　The guest said: 'That's great, can I ask you a question? '

　　The students said happily: 'Yes! ' he thought to himself: you must have something strange going on?

　　The guest asked: 'How many seasons are there in a year? '

　　The students thought to themselves, do you need to ask such a question?So he replied: 'The four seasons are spring, summer, autumn and winter. '

　　The guest shook his head and said: 'No, there are only three seasons in a year. '

　　'Hey, you got it wrong, Four Seasons! '

　　'Three seasons! 'The last two people couldn't argue, so they decided to make a bet: if it was Four Seasons, the guests would kowtow three times to the students.If it is three seasons, the students kowtow three times to the guests.

　　The students of Confucius thought that they would win this time, so they prepared to take the guests to meet the teacher Confucius.

　　It just so happened that Confucius came out of the room, and the student stepped forward and asked: 'Teacher, how many seasons are there in a year? ' Confucius glanced at the guests and said, 'There are three seasons in a year. '

　　The student was about to faint with fright, but he didn't dare to ask right away.The guest immediately said: 'Kowtow! '

　　The student had no choice but to obediently knocked three heads.

　　After the guests left, the students couldn't wait to ask Confucius: 'Teacher, there are four seasons in a year, how do you say three seasons? '

　　Confucius said: 'Didn't you see that the whole body of that man was green just now?He is a grasshopper. A grasshopper is born in spring and dies in autumn. He has never seen winter. If you talk about three seasons, he will be satisfied. If you talk about four seasons, it will not make sense until night.You suffer, kowtow three times, it doesn't matter. '

　　The students were stunned. "

　　He Li stopped, looked at Wu Sheng and said, "I've finished telling my story, and I've answered my question from Reporter Wu."

　　Is this over?

　　Haven't heard of this story, could it be that He Li made it up now?But what does it mean.

　　Everyone was confused, especially Wu Sheng. He said sarcastically, "I don't understand what classmate He answered, and I haven't heard of this story at all. Is classmate He thinking about him?"

　　He Li looked at Wu Sheng with pitiful eyes, and his expression was clearly captured on the big screen. If anyone here is not worried, then there must be Wang Shilong. This kid won't let go, even me. If he was not careful, he was all alone. Looking at He Li's eyes at this time, he knew that he could watch the show with peace of mind.

　　He Li raised his hand and wrote on the blackboard:

　　Summer insects can't talk about ice.

　　"Xia Zong can't speak ice?" The students were discussing, what does this mean?

　　Obviously, there is no such story in this world, and there is no such sentence from "Zhuangzi Shi Ji".

　　However, among so many people in the audience, there are always people who understand. The professor of the Chinese Department of Kyoto University stood up and said with admiration: "I can't talk about ice with a grasshopper that can only live for three seasons, because its vision is restricted by the season, no matter what How to explain it, I can't explain it clearly, He Li is very knowledgeable, this story is simple and meaningful, and this sentence hits the nail on the head, but I am curious whether this is made up by He Li temporarily?"

　　It was only then that everyone understood, it turned out to be the meaning, and then it was the students' turn to get excited, and Wu Sheng's face was already particularly ugly.

　　He Li Xiang slightly forehead, said: "Professor, the story is what I just thought, let you laugh."

　　Then he said to the rear: "Reporter Wu, do you want to ask any more? I see that you are turning green now, but I will not kowtow and beg you not to quarrel with me 233. If you still don't understand, I have another one here. Do you want to hear the story about the frog in the well?"