Chapter 150 What a blessing in disguise
Led by Li Yan, the positive atmosphere returned to the auditorium stage.
The KT boards with printed patterns are assembled using building blocks to build a three-dimensional small gatehouse group in the corner of the stage. The construction itself is not troublesome, but how to hide it until the show "The Sapphire Case" is released again is a problem. .
Teacher Tao solved the problem simply and crudely. She left a little of the second layer of curtain...
Although the gate tower device has a three-dimensional effect, it is actually still long and strip-shaped. Just like opening the door, hide it on the side of the stage. When the performance is ready, arrange for someone to push it out.
The lanterns were quickly installed. It was originally expected that the lantern shell would be placed on the light bulb, and the light bulb would be wrapped around a lowered iron bracket with a wire, then raised up and hung in the middle of the stage, forming a lantern belt.
Li Yan changed his mind, standing on the stage and directing a few more lights at the gate tower, while one was hung on the other side.
After the arrangements are made, the bracket is raised until it is blocked by the curtain above, and then lowered to the appropriate height while Li Yan is preparing for the show.
The question still came. Teacher Tao helped everyone present and asked:
"Originally, this was also a gatehouse. What should we do now?"
"Don't we have a live calligraphy program? Are there any of them here?"
"You want to do calligraphy?" Teacher Tao was stunned.
"Yes."
"Then come with me. The calligraphy club's activity venue is in the teaching building. There are several activity rooms inside, which are sometimes used by student clubs." Teacher Tao After saying that, he twisted his hips and set off.
"Ruofei, let's go."
Li Ruofei was stunned and hurriedly followed.
Li Yan hesitated for a moment, but still persuaded the classmates who were about to swarm to follow, "Just wait for the results."
Lin Heng understood in an instant, "You need to be calm when writing calligraphy. Don't Disturb him.”
“Li Yan can also calligraphy?” Ding Qing asked in a low voice.
Su Ya disagreed, "He looked like a god when he was conducting on the stage just now. It doesn't matter if he knows calligraphy."
Chen Fan also nodded, "I'm not surprised at all."
Lin Heng looked at the school stage technicians who were adjusting the height of the lanterns and said with emotion: "Our program... is really a bit privileged. , right, Zheng Mo."
Lin Zhengmo lowered his head and said after a long time: "I can also calligraphy, does he think my skills are not good enough?"
" He doesn’t know you can!”
“You don’t know either?”
Lin Heng covered his face, "This, this... If you want to participate, you have to say it yourself. It's too late to say it now, everyone is gone."
"It's not that I want to participate."
< br>"I don't understand you." Lin Heng shrugged, "You asked me to ask yesterday, and I asked."
Lin Zhengmo's expression remained unchanged, but his whole body froze.
“Stop telling me.”
"You are so weird. You asked me to ask him again who is more beautiful, you or that senior sister."
"Ah, ah, stop talking, stop talking." Lin Zhengmo rarely showed a rich expression, shaking off His hand suddenly slapped Lin Heng hard on the back.
There was a crisp sound and everyone was quiet.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Lin Heng looked at Lin Zhengmo, who was covering his mouth in surprise, "What happened to me? It hurts."
"Accidentally." The girl lowered her head head to go.
Everyone in the audience looked confused. If they didn't know about these two siblings, they would have thought it was some new type of flirting.
"Do you like Li Yan?"
"Impossible." Lin Zhengmo replied very simply, "In the first year of junior high school, how can you say this? If you fall in love early, you will be punished when you go home. Beaten to death."
"He said the senior sister is good-looking."
"Oh, indeed." Lin Zhengmo nodded, not showing the disappointment that Lin Heng thought he would, but feeling a little relieved.
"What, are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Very good. If he really likes me, I will be very distressed."
Lin Heng laughed silently His expression said, "Damn, I never thought you could be so narcissistic before!"
"Pop!" There was another crisp sound, making Lin Heng grimace.
In the teaching building, Teacher Tao spent a long time looking for the key and opened the activity room of the calligraphy club.
As soon as the door opened, there was a scent of ink and paper, and Li Ruofei took a deep breath.
“What do you think?” Teacher Tao asked.
“Traditional culture is another famous poem, and calligraphy works are inherently good decorations.” Li Yan geared up, “borrow some large rice papers from the calligraphy club and write seven or eight pieces. Find some racks with wheels, hang them up like drying clothes, roll them out as soon as you get on stage, and put them on the side without the gatehouse device, which just corresponds to the bustling side of the gatehouse."
"It goes with the dance. Is it related to the arrangement?" Teacher Tao then asked.
"Yes, Yun Zhi mentioned the idea of different scenery on both sides, and I have thought about it, but..." Li Yan suddenly smiled, "Teacher Tao, sometimes some ideas just fall short of God's will."
"It happened this time?"
"It was a blessing in disguise."
Teacher Tao smiled, "You kid, are you still hiding your tricks?"
" Isn’t this meant to amaze everyone? To be honest, I haven’t seen what the dance is like. The people who were amazed include myself.”
“These things for the calligraphy club were also bought by the school. , use it, don’t say whether to borrow it or not." Teacher Tao waved his hand.
"Okay, Ruofei, come on."
Li Ruofei, who was so entranced, didn't react for a moment, "I...me?"
"Otherwise?"
"Didn't you write it?"
"Then why did I ask you to come..."
Damn it makes sense! Li Ruofei suddenly became nervous, poured ink, took a deep breath and stood in front of the desk.
"Ayan, why don't you and Teacher Tao stop looking at me, I'm a little nervous."
Teacher Tao chuckled, waved his hand and walked out, "I'll go back to the office first , you’re done, come to me.”
“I have to watch.”
“Why?”
"You have to teach me." Li Yan looked sincere.
No, are you here again? The pen in Li Ruofei's hand was trembling. During the preparation for this art performance, everyone saw how Lin Heng was shocked and shocked by Li Yan step by step. Unexpectedly, he was caught in the last step!
"No, I remember that you are good at hard-pen calligraphy. Do you have basic calligraphy skills?"
How should I put it, 41 points for writing is definitely not low, but given that there is no I have never tried calligraphy with a brush, but I can’t say I am good at it.
“Yes, but I have never touched a brush before, so I have to get used to it.”
Having said that, I have done a lot of appreciation, I have also used soft pens for drawing, and my writing skills with hard pens are there. I have an understanding of strokes, fonts, and even overall layout and writing style.
Even if there is no system, given his own talent, it is understandable that he can write good works after never touching calligraphy in an afternoon.
With a system, this is not the case.
Li Ruofei slowly finished writing one word at a time and exhaled, "There are a few words that I'm not satisfied with, but overall it's okay."
"Great. , There are a lot of changes, your basic skills are super good." Li Yan nodded, "I have a lot of insights just by looking at it."
"For example?"
"It turns out that the wrist can be so flexible."
"Huh?..."
As he spoke, Li Yan spread out the paper on another desk and also He raised his pen.
Ruo Feijun swallowed, looking forward to Li Yan's performance.
As a result, Li Yan didn't write any words at all, and some people thought he was studying the topic "On the relationship between the amount of water produced by the brush and the posture".
After clicking for a long time, he finally put pen to paper on the other half of the white paper. He only wrote two sentences, but they were very ordinary.
Li Ruofei breathed a sigh of relief.
Ding!
[Writing +4, level 4 skills, total 45]
Coming! Li Yan suddenly put aside the waste paper and spread out another one. His brush was stained with ink, and his movements were quick and confident. When he put down the pen, he was calm and calm again.
At the beginning, he still needed to consider each stroke. By the time he finished writing, Li Yan had already entered the state. His pen was moving quickly, his eyes were focused and his movements were elegant. He quickly completed a whole piece of "Sapphire" "Case·Yuanxi" calligraphy work.
Li Ruofei's breathing became heavier again. It can be seen from the overall writing momentum that this work is not on the same level as the two sentences written by Li Yan before.
As a result, Li Yan shook his head, put it aside, laid it out again, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly started writing, finishing it in one go.
Li Ruofei was shocked, this work was not on the same level as the previous one!
Is it okay if this development continues?
"Ruofei, let's write three more each. It should be enough. It's best to write in different styles."
Li Ruofei really wanted to call Lin Heng and talk to him Share your experience of this kind of proud soul being cruelly ravaged.
With complicated emotions, Li Ruofei concentrated on writing three of his paintings. On a cold day, he actually made me sweat while writing calligraphy.
I blame the roommate across from me for not being a human being.
Li Yan spread out four of his works on the ground, each one more wild than the last.
“I was so happy to write the last part, but I just wrote something different. It doesn’t matter anymore, it’s not a calligraphy and painting exhibition.”
“Is this called four different images?” Li Ruofei shouted, “This is obviously what it is. Full of aura, just like what Lin Heng said, Ayan, you can't be described as a genius, you are just out of the norm."
Li Yan is not prepared to be modest. It's 45 points. Based on his current experience, regardless of the skill, it's nonsense to say that he's "not good at it" with this score.
Not to mention that it can be compared with people called "calligraphers", at least if laymen think it looks good but experts can see the skill, there is nothing wrong with it.
Teacher Tao, who was brought to the activity room by Li Yan to observe the results, expressed great satisfaction and praised Li Ruofei's efficiency.
“Four of them were written by Li Yan, teacher.”
Teacher Tao suddenly tapped Li Yan’s forehead lightly, “Is this what you said?”
"Now I know how to do it." Teacher Tao's expression froze for a moment.
I can’t tell whether this guy is really learning or just showing off, principal, I can’t tell, I really can’t tell!
Teacher Tao and Li Ruofei walked carefully along the way - even though Teacher Tao was not holding the paper at all, they were afraid that a sudden strong wind would damage the work.
Li Yan walked very briskly: "If it breaks, just write another one. The more you write, the better."
Finally, it was finished just before lunch. A complete stage setting, in fact, is definitely inferior to a party hosted by a TV station.
But what do you expect from the school performance? It's a surprise to be able to wear my own clothes during the performance. Who would dare to think about such a thing as a set?
The calligraphy and paintings were put up and unfolded, arranged at different heights, which was quite interesting. Li Yan even specially pulled the two pieces of paper up vertically. Although the calligraphy was not smooth, the overall visual effect was very good.
He took pictures of the stage with his mobile phone again, until the memory of the mobile phone alarmed.
For most people, the preparation work has been completely completed. Everyone had lunch with great anticipation and waited to watch the finale show on Monday that will amaze the audience.
Lin Heng gradually adjusted from nervousness to excitement. When he returned to the dormitory, he kept talking to Li Yan.
But Li Yan has been perfunctory. He has focused all his energy on communicating with Wei Yunzhi. After changing the left gate tower into scattered calligraphy, there is a lot of adjustment.
"I'm a little willful. I've finished rehearsing and will go on stage tomorrow, but now I'm talking to you about revisions."
"It's better to be willful and perfect."
"What time will you be tomorrow?" "Arrived?"
"Let's change clothes and put on makeup at the school first. Your program should start around ten o'clock or eleven o'clock. We'll probably be there at nine o'clock."
"We'll change clothes." Makeup?”
"Are you going to your backstage? [Cover your mouth]"
"No, no, I'm curious."
"You can't watch it."
"That's not what I meant! "
Here Li Yan was having a heated chat, and over there Lin Heng, who had just been perfunctory, tugged at Liang Tiancheng's clothes, "Liang Ban, look at that guy, he can't hold back his smile, tsk tsk, When you have a woman, you forget your brothers.”
"I envy him so much." Liang Ban replied with a tactless remark.
"Liang Ban, such a beautiful senior sister, sometimes I really can't envy you..."
"I'm not talking about this." Liang Tiancheng smiled and shook his head, "His life , so exciting. You too, Lin Heng, can have such an opportunity to... surprise everyone."
It was just a joke, but Liang Tiancheng came up with a sincere attack, which made Lin Heng unhappy. I knew how to respond. I was stunned for a long time and finally said:
"Should I say it's good or bad luck? Ban Liang, I share a dormitory with this guy."
On Monday, when Li Yan got up at six o'clock, Lin Heng was already taking a deep breath in his seat.
Whether you are nervous or excited, it is inevitable.
There is a curve between people’s tension and readiness, with a low middle and high sides.
If you are not well prepared, you will be very nervous. If you are well prepared, your mentality will be stable. If you are too well prepared, you will be nervous again.
If you are not prepared, you are afraid of making a fool of yourself; if you are too prepared, you are afraid of making a mistake. The expectations of the audience and your own expectations will become pressure.
Li Yan knew this feeling. Even with 50% of his mind, he was still very nervous. He struggled with it again and again last night, but still gave up the idea of looking at the novel data.
I am just worried that there will be some unacceptable negative reviews, which will directly affect his performance today.
In fact, this should be a sign of mental maturity. Knowing how to adjust one's own state is a rare ability.
"Lin Heng." Li Yan gently rolled out of bed and called out softly.
The two got dressed, quietly opened the dormitory door and came to the corridor.
"You can't sleep either?"
"I didn't wake up at this time?"
"You are so powerful now, you are not nervous about it. My teeth are sore, just thinking about today The performance made my heart beat faster."
"You have seen big scenes."
"It's different." Lin Heng rubbed his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, "Even if you go there. TV stations don’t feel like they do today.”
"Why?"
"It's not because of you, Lao Yan, you have directly raised our show to two levels. If this show is ruined by me, really..."
"This is our stage, our show." Li Yan put his hands in his pockets and held his head high, "You said, be a big star."
"Now you are really a big star." Lin Heng Changchang exhaled a long breath.
Li Yan suddenly blinked crazily.
"What, so touching."
"My eyes got oily when I stepped on the horse!"
The performers need to arrive in the auditorium lounge in advance. For the cultural performance that starts at eight o'clock, Li Yan and the others arrived at seven o'clock.
Lin Zhengmo has been sitting in the corner with her guzheng, saying nothing.
"Zheng Mo, are you nervous?" Lin Heng was also standing next to the electric piano kindly sponsored by Teacher Tao.
They are the finale show, and they have to give up the backstage channel to the previous show.
“Don’t be nervous, I promise you won’t make any mistakes.” Lin Zhengmo’s expression was indifferent.
But in fact, making no mistakes is a requirement, which already shows that she is very nervous.
There are more and more people in the background. Some are busy checking the equipment when it is their turn to come forward. Some are leaning against the wall and reciting the Heart Sutra silently to calm themselves down - Li Yan even pretended to pass by, but this person was actually reciting it. "My heart is as clear as ice and I won't be surprised when the sky falls"...
The band in the third grade of junior high school stood or squatted holding their respective instruments, all wearing black windbreakers and looking like agents; the girls in the dance team wore green peacocks Wearing clothes, they gathered around and whispered; the actors in the sketch are still reciting their lines; a few of the calligraphy buddies on the scene were standing in the corner wearing Hanfu and holding brushes, and they looked more humorous than the actors in the sketch.
There are also the student council members who are so busy that they are smoking - even if they have nothing to do, they are still walking around, with anxious expressions on their faces.
Observing others is a very interesting thing, and time passes quickly.
Li Yan originally tried to find Lin Zhiyuan from a limited perspective, but he couldn't even find the 403 brothers, let alone the little fat man.
He kept calling Li Yan with exclamation points last night, which made Li Yan both moved and upset.
But when I think about the little fat man waiting for his performance somewhere, I feel a little at ease. This is the power of friends.
"The noise outside has quieted down a bit, and the lights have dimmed," Lin Heng glanced twice, "It's about to open, Yan, we have been preparing for so long, do you feel...satisfied?"
Not satisfied.
However, Li Yan didn't say it out loud. The reason for his dissatisfaction was a bit outrageous: as the preparation work progressed this week, his score also improved. In the fourth-level skill, "Singing" +2 to 44 , "Instrument" +2 exceeded 40%, stage choreography soared by 4 points to reach the 40% threshold, and "imagination" and "understanding" also exceeded the 50% mark under intense learning attempts.
Among the third-level skills, "Music" finally +1 broke through the 40% threshold, "Performance" +2 reached 20 points, and "Acting" was also radiated, adding 4 points.
In short, it can be said that he is completely different in terms of acting ability between him now and him when he was preparing to perform.
If he started preparing now... Li Yan shook his head mockingly. Without this wave of preparation, there would be no improvement. According to his thinking, he would never be satisfied with his results.
"Satisfied. It needs a wonderful performance to exceed expectations." Li Yan finally smiled.
Finally, Teacher Tao walked onto the stage wearing a cheongsam. The whole place was quiet. The lights in the auditorium were turned off, leaving only the brilliance of the stage.
"Teacher Tao will be the host. I thought it would be enough to find a student." Listening to Teacher Tao's emotional opening remarks, Li Yan looked at the "big shots" sitting in the first row of the audience. As a result, I saw a familiar figure at a glance.
No way...
"Now, please allow me the honor to introduce to you all the leaders and guests who have come to this New Taipei No. 1 Middle School's 'Warm Winter' art performance. Let us welcome the director of the Chinese Artists Association, the chairman of the Linjiang Artists Association, Linjiang Dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, Yang Chengzhang, welcomes Chairman Yang!”
The audience burst into applause.
"Welcome Director of the New Taipei City Education Bureau, Wang Peihua, welcome Director Wang!"
Deputy Director of the New Taipei City Cultural Bureau, Vice Chairman of the New Taipei City Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the New Taipei Daily News...
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Tan Li, principal of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School, vice principal of Rongxi Middle School, vice principal of New Taipei Experimental Middle School...
The famous cartoonist Cao Xinshuo of Linjiang Province, the director of the New Taipei City Repertory Theater, and the famous calligrapher of New Taipei City...
The people sitting in this row are much more powerful than expected!
Li Yan was stunned. He looked at Lin Heng, whose expression was calm, and asked, "Why are the specifications so high this time?"
"Is it high?"
You are really good at showing off.
"Okay, this is indeed the highest performance in the history of art performances." Lin Heng also poked his head out and looked at the water signs on the table in the first row, "This time, traditional culture signs have been added to the performance. Just enough to complete the propaganda tasks given by the province. According to my dad, New Taipei No. 1 Middle School is helping these leaders to meet the targets. If the leaders don’t come, it will be difficult to express their importance to the province’s tasks.”
< br>He drew back his neck and yawned, "Director Wang's son is studying in our school again. As soon as he appreciated it, other units also paid more attention to it. The three principals had nothing to say, they were very happy. Those on the side He is a cultural celebrity and is also an alumnus of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School. We invite a few of them every year. "
"Where's Yang Chengzhang?"
"I don't know him, and I don't know much about him. , I don’t know who is better between him and Wang Ju. New Taipei is the provincial capital, but it is still ranked high.”
“You want your dad to come?”
"Then I'll ask him to perform on stage."
Lin Zhengmo was also amused, which somewhat eased the tense atmosphere.
"Next, please invite the New Taipei No. 1 Middle School Dance Club to bring you the first show..."
The captain of the dance team shouted softly: "Get up!"
Girls in green peacock costumes took light steps and officially took the stage.
Li Yan finally felt his teeth sore.
Riwan is too awesome.
A breath of white air.
Tomorrow will be a chapter of ten thousand words, I hope you all can enjoy reading it.
Then forgive me for my short and weak working days.
I'm coding, I'm coding.
(End of this chapter)