In March, all the teachers and students of Huawu High School celebrated the Arbor Day.
Said to be Arbor Day, it is actually a spring outing. The school rents a bus to take the students to the suburbs, eats, drinks, and grows trees, and then pulls them back to the city in the afternoon. Each department moves on its own.
In the past few years, Xiang Guai followed the Ballet Department into the National Ballet Troupe, and communicated and learned with the seniors in the troupe. This year, he switched to singing and dancing, and his activity naturally changed to enjoying musicals.
"What is "The Little Prince"?" Chen Ziran, who was sitting on Xiang Gu's left in the theater, complained, "What's there to watch in children's dramas? Childish!"
"Don't look down on children's dramas, children's dramas are very good at the box office." Qi Ji, who was sitting on the right of Xiang Gu, snorted, "At the level of some people, even children's dramas can't get roles after graduation!"
"Yes, yes, you are the most suitable for children's dramas!" Chen Ziran's hair was about to explode. If it wasn't for Xiang Guai, he would have rushed over to grab her pigtails. "What stepmother in Snow White, the Kraken wizard in the mermaid, the old witch in Sleeping Beauty... According to your yin and yang weird appearance, it is completely true to play!"
Xiang Guai reluctantly covered his face with the repertoire, and slid down the seat, down, down... He wished he could just slip under the chair and let the two of them fight directly.
It's really strange, and I don't know what kind of hatred Chen Ziran and Qi Ji have.
In the end, it was Teacher Chu Ping who heard the movement and hurried over to stop the quarrel.
"Jin Qiji, Chen Ziran, you will be graduating next year, can you set an example for the first and second year classmates?" She hated iron. This event was attended by nearly 200 students from the sixth grade of the singing and dancing major. When they bickered, they did not control the volume, which caused the group of little peas to stick their necks to watch the battle, like a group of weasels.
Chen Ziran was wronged: "Teacher, she was the first..."
Teacher Chu Ping: "You, after watching the musical, give 2,000 words of experience and experience!"
Chen Ziran: "..."
Qi Ji laughed happily.
Teacher Chu Ping glared at her: "You, also hand in two thousand words!"
Qi Ji couldn't smile for a moment.
Xiang Guai still maintained a sliding posture, and his entire lower body almost disappeared. He buried his entire face under the repertoire, trying his best to restrain himself from gloating too much, but unfortunately he covered his mouth, his raised cheekbones, but not his glamorous eyes.
Teacher Chu Ping raised her eyebrows: "Xiang Gu, two classmates quarreled and you were sitting between them, but you didn't help to mediate, and you were still watching the play next to you? Since you like watching the play so much, I think you also have two thousand words of experience. Report it."
Xiang Guess: "???!!!"
Xiang Gu sighed, who did he provoke
…
In fact, "The Little Prince" is not a children's drama. Or to be more precise, it is a story written for all adults who go from childhood to adulthood.
It is full of philosophical speculation and countless metaphors.
It is said that the sales volume of the original novel is second only to the Bible. Many people say that this story is "often read and often new", but Xiang Gu is "often read and often understood".
He had seen the official version of this musical a few years ago, but he didn't understand it. I've watched the live version and I still don't understand it.
Who is the little prince? Is he the man in his fantasy? Why does the little prince fall in love with a flower? Where did the fox come from? Where did the snake come from? Who are those people who suddenly appeared in the desert? Why did the little prince die at the end
what is this? what is that? what what what
If he was forced to analyze it, he could only say that the songs were good and the scenery beautiful, but he really couldn't analyze other things.
When Xiang Guai walked out of the theater, he was stunned.
Looking at his two classmates, they turned into three faces.
Qi Ji asked in a low voice, "...Do you understand?"
Chen Ziran: "I seem to understand, but I don't seem to have."
Xiang Chai was extremely distressed. He had always been a good student, and his level of cultural class was the highest in the class. Every time in the Chinese class examination, his composition will be read as a model essay, and the Chinese teacher also praised him for his good writing and sincere feelings.
But in "The Little Prince", he hit a rock.
The three had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Teacher Chu Ping to discuss.
Who would have thought that when they found Teacher Chu Ping, they saw her eyes were red, and it looked like she had just cried.
Three people: "… "
It seemed that Teacher Chu Ping not only understood, but also cried.
Xiang guessed, this is really strange, is this the difference between adults and children? In fact, Teacher Chu Ping is not very old. She only graduated from graduate school two years ago, so she is only seven or eight years older than them.
But these seven or eight years were enough to separate her from them.
Seeing them coming, Chu Ping hurriedly turned around and wiped away her tears. Then she put on her head teacher's face and asked them what was the matter.
Xiang Gu was pushed out by the other two friends, and asked her bravely if she could delay the submission of the experience report a little bit.
Teacher Chu Ping: "How long do you want to delay?"
Xiang Gu silently stretched out a finger.
Teacher Chu Ping: "One day?"
Xiang Gu shook his head.
Teacher Chu Ping: "One week?"
Xiang Gu still shook his head, then squeezed out a flattering, humble, and coquettish smile: "...a month."
Chu Ping laughed angrily, and asked him: "One month? I can't see enough for one month. Why don't you round it up? How about you pay it on Labor Day?"
The three were overjoyed, and Chen Ziran agreed the loudest: "May 1st! May 1st is the best!!"
Chu Ping smiled and said, "Okay, let's hand in the homework on May 1st - but by then, it won't be 2,000 words, let's round it up and hand in 5,000 words."
Qi Ji: "..."
Chen Ziran: "..."
Xiang Guess: "… "
The three left in despair.
A small essay of 5,000 words, even for college students to write, not to mention that they are only high school students.
Qi Ji and Chen Ziran have decided to use the Internet for reference. Xiang Gu, a good boy, never dared to copy homework, so he could only bite the bullet and make it up.
He first went to the school library to borrow an original book of "The Little Prince", and then copied the official photo of the musical from the vocal teacher, so that the two were compared and studied simultaneously.
But... What I don't understand, I can't understand it no matter how many times I read it.
Xiang guess went crazy, Xiang guess went crazy, Xiang guess lost his strength, and Xiang guess was going to die.
Xiang Gu changed the QQ signature to four words—Let the goose be bald.
Just a few minutes after the change, Wang Qingyun's dialog box lit up.
Yiming Qingyun: [Is this the wig you lost? ].jpg
guess: [Swan weeps].jpg
guess: [quack cry].jpg
guess: It's hard to write a short essay! ! ! !
guess: It's harder to write short essays on things you don't understand! ! !
Yi Mingqingyun: What can't you understand
guess: "The Little Prince", have you seen Yun Da
Yiming Qingyun: Of course, I have read it. When I was in college, I took foreign literature as an elective. This is a must-read.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: Did your teacher also ask you to read this book
guess: Well... But we're not reading books, we're enjoying musicals.
guess: too obscure, too difficult to understand, such as the little prince and roses, why the little prince should fall in love with a hypocritical flower. It is not worthy of the little prince at all. If I were the little prince, I would rather choose the fox. After all, he is very smart, and I like wise people.
Xiang Gu complained a lot, and the grievances overflowed the screen.
A Ming Qingyun: [laughs].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: Guess, you are really cute.
guess: [black swan question mark face].jpg
Yi Ming Qing Yun: Haven't you been in love yet
One of a kind: You are not the little prince, so you only see the arrogance and weirdness of roses.
As soon as you meet your rose, you will know why the little prince fell in love with it.
Xiang Guess: "… "
His face was flushed, and his fingers were crackling against his old man's phone, almost killing it.
guess: Who said I didn't meet my rose? My roses are a thousand, ten thousand times better than the little prince's. He's smart and gentle, thoughtful and powerful, not a bad-tempered tweed.
He typed this sentence in one breath, but his hand hovered over the send button for a long time, but he didn't dare to send such blatant words.
He was afraid that Qingyun could read his mind.
I was also afraid that Wang Qingyun couldn't read his mind.
But the most fearful thing is that Wang Qingyun understands it, but pretends not to understand.
In the end, he could only bite his lower lip and delete his declaration of love word by word, replacing it with a mundane "oh".
guess: Oh.
guess: Then when I meet my rose, I will not leave it like the little prince.
After thinking for a while, he tentatively tried again.
guess: Great God, have you met your rose
Yiming Qingyun: Hmm... Should I say yes or no...
Xiang Guai sat up abruptly, vigilant in his heart.
Yi Mingqingyun: I met a very active rose before, and I was very warmly invited to loosen the soil for it.
guess:! ! !
Xiang Guai instantly remembered the young man standing beside the Great God in the video.
Bright Cloud: But I don't agree.
Xiang Guai immediately sighed in relief, not letting himself blow up.
He secretly rubbed the ground and asked why in a naive tone.
Yi Mingqingyun: There is no reason, it is just inappropriate.
One of a kind: Everyone wants to find the flower in their heart, but that flower is not necessarily a rose.
It could be a water lily, it could be a lily, it could be a daisy, it could be the most inconspicuous gypsophila...
One of a kind: It may be another rose.
Yiming Qingyun: I am a person who attaches great importance to feeling, and the social circle around me is not large. Except for school and work every day, I have never met a suitable person.
guess: [The swan spreads its wings on the edge of the law].jpg
guess: That... You are so famous on the Internet, haven't you considered finding one in 2D
Yiming Qingyun: You mean online dating
guess: yes yes yes.
Xiang Guess was so nervous that he didn't even bother to use the emoji.
Yi Mingqingyun: There are friends around me who have tried online dating.
One of a kind: But I personally don't like this form very much.
A Ming Qingyun: A layer of network is separated by a mask. Falling in love is different from making friends. I can accept that there is a certain degree of hiding between friends, but I don't accept it when it comes to falling in love.
A bright cloud: And online dating can't be seen or touched.
Yiming Qingyun: If you have time to engage in online dating, it is better to keep a mobile phone pet.
guess:…
guess: Gah.
The author has something to say: Little Theater, Little Swan: Don't keep cell phone pets! Feed me! ! !