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Chapter 20: Act III Rachmaninoff

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Xiang Guai was hit by a big hamburger that fell from the sky. He never thought that the male god he admired would offer to help him!

If it weren't for the fact that the other three roommates in the dormitory were resting, Xiang Gu would definitely shout out to express his happiness.

He covered his mouth with his hands, and his long legs kicked and kicked and kicked in the air.

Who would have thought that there was a roommate who hadn't actually fallen asleep, and he was shocked to see him tossing around in the dark.

"Xiang Gu, what's wrong with you??"

"..." Xiang Guai quickly put his legs down and said with a pretense, "I'm doing an aerial bike, I'm thin."

"You really work hard." The roommate admired and longed for, "I saw that you were also exhausting your legs during the evening work. When will I be as soft as you?"

"That's probably going to be in the next life." Xiang Guai told the truth, "You can't get down right now, and you won't be able to practice like me."

"..." The roommate was silent, then turned over, pulled the quilt over his head, and went to sleep.

Xiang Guess: ... ? Why was he so rude, he didn't even say good night to himself

Early the next morning, Xiangchai excitedly went to the vocal teacher to borrow recording equipment. He was an honor student. The teacher gave him the key to the classroom without asking much, and allowed him to come to the vocal classroom to practice on his own during the evening practice.

The vocal teacher asked him: "Xiang Guai, I heard from your teacher Chu, you want to sing two roles by yourself? Don't force yourself."

"Don't worry." Xiang Gu smiled, "I borrowed recording equipment to solve this problem! I have a friend who can help me with post production, and I will harmonize myself."

I don't know how this news got out. It didn't take long for the whole class to know that the proud little prince in his class decided to take the final exam by himself.

This is like a difficult dungeon in the game. Others have to form a team to participate in the battle, and they have to criticize each other's equipment, levels, and data capabilities. In the end, they may fight because of "uneven distribution of spoils."

Xiang Chai, on the other hand, took up the challenge by himself, regardless of what other people thought.

The classmates in the class talked a lot about his actions and said everything.

Ever since Xiang Chai transferred to the singing and dancing major, some people in the class have been waiting to see his jokes—all the people who can get into the Huawu High School are the best of the best. Every year, thousands of people sign up for the singing and dancing major, but only twenty-eight are finally admitted. indivual. Each of these twenty-eight people has their own pride. Why is Xiang Gua "one class higher" than everyone else

In the eyes of many people, Xiang Guai looks out of place from the inside out. They have been waiting for the little prince to lower his noble head and offer to join a small group.

But after waiting, they didn't wait for him to let go, but instead waited for him to sprint towards a higher goal!

Someone was chewing his tongue behind him sourly, and when Qi Ji heard it, the girl taunted him sharply.

"The waist is not as soft as our girls, the vocal range is not as high as our girls, but the mouth is more broken than our girls!" Qi Ji said, "You have time to think about when to join your boys' group, why don't you join the girls' group and try first, I promise Let you feel the warmth of an extraordinary sister!"

"you… !"

"What am I? I know that I am naturally cute, quirky, and fairies descend to the world. Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

In the end, if Xiang Guai hadn't run over to pull Qi Ji away, it is estimated that Qi Ji would have torn up the gossip man that day.

Xiang Guai was both moved and amused. Seeing her quarrel and arguing that her hair was loose, he helped her untie her hair, combed through it with his hands, and helped her tie her into a lively ball head.

His hands were very light, but his speed was fast, and Qi Ji didn't rip off a single hair.

Qi Ji said, "Xiang Gu, is there anything else you can't do? You can even handle girls' braids!"

Xiang Gu replied, "What's so difficult about this? Before I went on stage with my dance partner, I would also help her comb her hair!"

"...Why is it your dance partner again?" Qi Ji muttered.

"What did you say?" Xiang Gu didn't understand.

"It's nothing." Qi Ji changed the subject, "By the way, who did you find to be the backing vocalist for you, how come you never mentioned it?"

Xiang Guess: "… "

He stiffened, he felt guilty, he stuttered.

He lied again.

"No one, just a radio troupe..." He felt that every time he said a word, his nose grew by one centimeter. "...I found a great help."

Qi Ji was only regarded as a late-stage great god in the troupe, and was quite happy for him.

It wasn't that Xiang Gu was unwilling to tell her the truth, but that it was too much involved. If he truthfully said that he was the Great God Wang Qingyun, Qi Ji would be very curious about why the two of them became so close. I can't live with the demo.

Fortunately, after a while, the bell rang for the class, and Xiang Guess escaped. He swears in his heart that this is definitely the last time he will lie to Qi Ji.

This class is a performance line class. The teacher leads the students to learn the opposite scenes of the two male protagonists in "Rachmaninoff".

Although this musical intercepted one of the most painful chapters in Lahe's life, in fact, the atmosphere of the whole musical is not heavy, but there are many humorous bridges.

And the funny responsibility of the whole play is another male protagonist, Dr. Dali.

Dr. Dali is a psychiatrist and also a viola enthusiast, but his viola level... very challenging the audience's ears.

In the play, in order to open Rach's heart, Dalí hypnotized Rach, and let Rach see the figure of his idol Tchaikovsky in the fantasy - as for who is this Tchaikovsky? Of course, Dr. Dalí played it himself!

And what they are going to learn today is this hilarious rivalry.

I saw "Dr. Dalí" jumping up and down, clumsily imitating ballet poses and jumping onto the stage, and said to "Rach" arrogantly: "Yes, I am Tchaikovsky! Rach, I admire you very much. , I want you to arrange my "Sleeping Beauty" ballet suite into a piano piece!"

- "Stop, stop, stop!"

The acting teacher clapped his hands angrily and stopped.

In front of him, more than a dozen "Dr. Dalí" stood in a row cautiously, daring to listen to his lessons.

The acting teacher said, "What's the matter with each of you? Do you want me to call the dance teacher and let her see how you dance?" He said angrily, "Dali entered the venue with a ballet. Instead of entering the arena with a folk dance, Latin dance, the legs, hands, and neck are all set for me, the extension of the extension, the positioning of the positioning!"

In musicals, singing, acting and dancing are not separated, but it is difficult for an actor to be proficient in all three.

The more than a dozen classmates who played Dr. Dali have been stuck on this seemingly simple bridge for a long time. They are all ballet laymen. How can they show the stretch of the releve

"You are no longer Dr. Dali, you are Tchaikovsky now! Tchaikovsky who can dance ballet!" said the performance teacher.

Somebody muttered from below: "... But the real Tchaikovsky can't dance ballet."

"..." The teacher ordered to disband on the spot in a fit of anger. When will this section be practiced before the next section can be learned.

The students looked at each other in dismay, and could only be divided into small groups to find a corner to study hard and practice hard.

Xiang Chai is the only student who has been praised by the teacher. He has profound ballet skills. Every move, one raises his hand and one stretches his leg, has a "ballet style".

The teacher looked at him lovingly, like a golden doll.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to practice in groups, Xiang Guai pulled Qi Ji aside and taught her basic movements.

Qi Ji also played Dr. Dali, but she had never studied ballet after all, and she danced not like a little swan, but like a big white goose.

The two were teaching and learning, and at this moment, a boy suddenly approached them.

"Xiang Guai." The boy suddenly called out to him.

Xiang Guai looked back and found that the one who saw him was actually the "Duck Voice" sitting in the back seat of him - before, he laughed at Qi Ji's figure in public, saying that if she got fatter, she could only play "Hairspray Star Dream". Being punished by the head teacher for opening his crotch in public, tears fell from the pain.

"What?" Xiang Guai asked coldly, thinking that he was looking for trouble again.

"That..." Drake's face was flushed and embarrassed, "...I can't dance well in this ballet, can you teach me?"

The author has something to say: yes! Finally a boy took the initiative to show it to Guess!