Time passed, and the nearly three-hour art performance was halfway through. Although the venue was very messy, Yang Qianfan was not affected at all. He dominated the two positions by himself, sleeping like a buffalo, and drooling. , The silly sound shook the sky, until the sound of gongs and drums crackled and rescued him from his saliva.
"What's going on, what's going on, earthquake?" Yang Qianfan opened his eyes in horror, like a frightened bird. He rose from the seat and saw several clowns in costumes on the stage playing drums. Only then did Yang Qianfan stare from his throat. Putting it down, yawned and said vaguely, "What kind of planes are you going to wear? It looks like singing."
"It's the play, but it's not singing. It should be considered an act!" Wang Yuhan smiled faintly and explained to him: "What is playing now is the sketch arranged by the cadres in our student union."
"Since it's a student union rehearsal program, why didn't you participate in it? Aren't you also a cadre in the student union?"
"I wanted to participate, but they said that I was too upright, and I was born with a lack of acting talent, so they didn't let me perform on the same stage with them, and only arranged for me to go on stage and present flowers."
"Cut--, if you don't have your role, you don't have your role. Is it necessary to be so stinky?" Yang Qianfan gave him a contemptuous look, and even his bones revealed his disdain for Wang Yuhan.
In fact, the idea of this sketch is pretty good, with non-mainstream culture as the main feature. The story is based on the battle between Captain Hatoyama in "Red Lantern" and the matchmaker in "West Chamber" as the clues, based on "Romeo and Juliet" "The content of the story is the main plot, based on the fate of the characters in "A Dream of Red Mansions" as a pavement, and some modern comedy elements are added from time to time. It was originally some lingering, sad and sad storylines. After being meticulously spoofed by them, they are all hilarious. Laughing, watching the whole skit, the most exciting plot is the end of the story. Just as Captain Hatoyama drew a kitchen knife and aimed it at the neck of the matchmaker played by Jiang Xi in order to snatch his sweetheart Jia Baoyu, Master Guan Yun Changguan suddenly fell from the sky holding a big pass knife. Just when Master Guan thought he could land in front of Captain Hatoyama, he accidentally stepped on a piece of watermelon peel and fell to the sky on the spot. After getting up quickly, he picked up the piece of damage under his feet. The watermelon rind is not shallow, sighed and said: "Caring for the environment, everyone is responsible, garbage sorting starts with me." After finishing speaking, he picked up the big knife and threw the watermelon rind into the preparation. In a good trash can, I suddenly saw Captain Hatoyama who was standing next to the trash can holding a rusty kitchen knife at the matchmaker’s throat, involuntarily speaking, stepped forward to give him a big shout, and used a positive finger. , Single-finger hooked Captain Hatoyama's back collar, and shouted at him with Peking Opera singing, "Where is Qin Qiong, I will tell you soon." As he said, his left hand kept shaking, swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger with anger. When the matchmaker on the side saw an inspiration, she rushed to Master Guan, pointed at Captain Hatoyama, and sang like him in Peking opera singing: "It is this person who kidnapped Qin Shubao and said that he would As a bargaining chip in exchange for our Datang East China Sea Oilfield." He was filled with indignation, and there was no language list.
After hearing this, Master Guan couldn't help but yell a few times, and shouted: "It's unreasonable." After speaking, he glared and blew his beard, then raised the Daguan knife and slashed at Captain Hatoyama's head aggressively. At this time, the well-known "Broad Sword March" sounded in the audience, "Broad knife cuts off the heads of the devils." The story ended here and ended with a warm cheers from the audience.
After reading them, Yang Qianfan and Wang Yuhan had already laughed like everyone else around them. They were out of breath for a long time.
"Too... too funny." Yang Qianfan even burst into tears in his eyes at this time. He stroked his stomach with one hand and pointed at the actor who played Captain Hatoyama on the stage and asked intently: "Then... the acting. Who is the Japanese devil, he... He is so funny."
"She is the vice president of our student union and the monitor of the second and fourth class of high school. Her name is Zhu Hui. Don't think she is a boy!" Wang Yuhan said.
"What, he is a female." Yang Qianfan opened his eyes with a surprised expression, pointed to Captain Hatoyama on the stage, that is, Zhu Hui, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder, I was wondering just now. Why is the actor who played Captain Hatoyama so short, but Guan Gong is tall and mighty."
"Because she is the shortest one in our student union, she was asked to play the role of a Japanese devil. If I were to find someone like me, who was a heroic boy like me, I would not be able to achieve this. Comedy effect." Wang Yuhan explained with a smile.
"Cut -, you are really stinky." Yang Qianfan flipped his lips and sneered at him contemptuously, then asked, "Which one of your students is the one who plays Guan Gong?"
"You say him, then he is even more terrible. Wang Yuhan paused as if he was selling a guanzi, and said literally: "He is the president of the student union, and his name is Luo Minggang. He is an exempted talented student who was ordered by Tsinghua University! When he said "Tsinghua University", the envy suddenly appeared on his face.
"Highly talented students... Highly talented students, there are a large number of talented students in China. I have never seen a talented student who has won a Nobel Prize. What else would they do except pretending to be gentle, full of connotation, and ostentatious." Yang Qianfan glanced at his mouth again with disdain. .
"Okay, okay, you don't need to explain, I know grapes are sour, durians are smelly." Wang Yuhan smiled and said sarcastically.
Before Wang Yuhan's words fell, there was a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience. The two of them instinctively looked back on the stage and saw that Li Lingfei was already on the stage and walking towards the piano.
Li Lingfei dressed very beautifully today. She was wearing a white knee-length dress, and her long, jet-black hair fell straight down to her waist like a waterfall, covering the eyes of everyone in the room. Because of the spotlight on the stage, the straight beam hit her, setting off her charming figure even more beautifully. She walked lightly to the piano, bowed gracefully to all the audience before sitting down slowly, opened the piano cover gently, and placed her ten slender fingers on the piano keys. Then, a series of beautiful music flowed dreamily from her fingertips endlessly. Her gestures were all noble, she conquered all the audience and bowed to her like a princess.
Yang Qianfan, who was still noisy just now, also followed the crowd to quiet down. He stared at Li Lingfei on the stage blankly, as if he had lost his soul, but his heart was ups and downs. He has never sighed in his heart the beauty of a girl as seriously as he does now. Her beauty is so beautiful that it makes people unable to yearn for it.
"There really is such a beautiful girl in the world. She is simply a rare piece of art in the world. Why didn't I find her in school in the past?" Yang Qianfan curled his body, clutching his chin, thinking, showing her from time to time. A very annoyed look, but after annoyed for a while, his gaze turned sharp, and he thought to himself: "If this beautiful little Nizi is pursued, what will others think of me? Maybe he will die of envy!" He asked and answered questions in his heart like this, suddenly raised his head, like a crowing rooster, looking at Li Lingfei on the stage with his chest straight, and a plan of pursuit of beauty could not help but surging in his mind.
As soon as Li Lingfei's piano solo was over, the applause suddenly sounded like a awakening from a dream, like the pouring rain that hadn't brewed in the summer, which caught people off guard. The applause continued for a long time without stopping. Li Lingfei got up politely, walked to the center of the stage with her robe fluttering and bowed to the audience present. At this time, it was also the turn of Wang Yuhan to take the stage to present flowers, but he still froze there, petrified. His mind was still wandering in the sound of Li Lingfei's music, and he was stuck in it, unable to extricate himself. When he got to know him, he unexpectedly found that the bunch of flowers he was holding in his arms had disappeared at some point. Looking at the empty hands, he was shocked in his heart. He rose into the air like a spring from his seat and asked the people around him desperately: "Where are my flowers? Where are my flowers? Have you seen my flowers? ?"
"Is the flower you mentioned the one in his hand?" A male student in the back row pointed at Yang Qianfan who had already been on stage and said tremblingly.
Wang Yuhan followed the direction of the male student's finger and looked at it nonchalantly, only to see that Yang Qianfan was already on the stage with his bouquet of flowers. At the moment when Yang Qianfan presented the flower in his hand to Li Lingfei, the audience was in an uproar, and jealous and enviable eyes attacked him aggressively from all directions. Many students in the audience who like to watch lively troubles even ignored the rules and disciplines of the school and blew their whistle. The whole venue was suddenly messed up by them. Wang Yuhan couldn't help but feel his chest tightness when he saw the anger here. He wanted to take Yang Qianfan off the stage alive, but there was nothing left to do with his anger at this time. It is an iron fact that Yang Qianfan came to the stage to present flowers and show off.
In the eyes of others, "presenting flowers" is an uncommon thing, and it is not worth mentioning. But in Wang Yuhan’s eyes, this flower offering symbolized his pure love. It was the first step he had planned to show his love to Li Lingfei for a long time. Being so absurdly strangled in the cradle by his good brother Yang Qianfan.
When Yang Qianfan came down from the stage and returned with a face full of spring breeze, Wang Yuhan would naturally not have a good expression on him. Holding his face covered with clouds and pressing on the fire like a pressure cooker, he asked Yang Qianfan muffledly, "How could you just take the flower in my hand and offer it?"
"Why are you so excited. Didn't you say that you didn't want to go on stage to present any flowers?" Yang Qianfan and Shu Shumeiyu said nonchalantly: "It just so happened that I thought this little girl looks good, so I was impulsive. , I borrowed flowers from you to offer Buddha!"
"I—" Wang Yuhan's eyes widened, and he stopped immediately after rushing out the word "I" from his mouth. He did say that, but what he said was nothing more than trying to conceal his hypocrisy. It's better now, but it's self-defeating, allowing others to take advantage of a loophole for no reason and pick up a big bargain, but he has no choice but to eat yellow lotus on the sidelines. I can't tell you there is suffering.
In this way, he looked like a deflated ball, raised his right hand dejectedly, put his elbow on the armrest of the chair, crossed his forehead with five fingers, sighed silently in annoyance, and watched the whole show.