The costume props of the "Chiling" group are special, and it was not until there was only one day left before the official performance that Xu Chunqiu saw his performance costume.

This is what she asked for by the props team in consideration of the Kunqu opera passage of the chorus.

Xu Chunqiu has a foundation, he throws water sleeves, and several other people have a weaker foundation, so he dances a silk fan that is relatively easy to use, and the movements are all designed by Xu Chunqiu. As soon as the water sleeves and silk fans come out, the visual impact is definitely a bargaining chip that cannot be underestimated.

However, just as they were waiting for the rehearsal, they only heard the trainees in the same group come over in a panic, "Why do they use their sleeves in group A?"

Xu Chunqiu raised his eyes and saw Lin Qianqian dragging the water sleeve to the stage, which was also a combination of water sleeve and silk fan.

If it's a coincidence, it's a bit too coincidental.

Immediately after the music, Lin Qianqian's group's movements were exactly the same as Xu Chunqiu's group, as if they had learned from a gourd painting.

"Why are they still plagiarizing, it's too much!"

"What is it to copy other people's ideas! If you can't sing it yourself, you know how to plagiarize other people's things!"

Xu Chunqiu watched Lin Qianqian's group performance without saying a word, and smiled, "How many years has "Farewell My Concubine" been sung, the same drama, the same action, and finally there are only a few who have become popular. ”

The team members didn't understand why they suddenly got into something like "Farewell My Concubine" that couldn't be beaten.

But I saw Xu Chunqiu turn his head and go to the clothing teacher, "Please change a pair of longer water sleeves for me." ”

The water sleeves are naturally as long as they dance, and the length is there, which can naturally calm people. However, the longer the water sleeve, the more difficult it is to control, if the skill is not at home, not only can it not be effective, but it cannot be recovered, but it has become a burden.

"Okay," the costume teacher asked casually, "Now that both of you are 1.6 meters, how much do you want to add? 1.7 meters to 2 meters?"

Usually the water sleeves are of the same length as the height, Xu Chunqiu and Lin Qianqian are both less than one meter seven, so the service group was equipped with one meter six water sleeves at the beginning, but at this length, Lin Qianqian is always easy to mop the floor when she throws it up.

"Four meters. Xu Chunqiu said lightly.

"What are you talking about? Four meters!" the costume teacher asked again as if he didn't hear clearly, "I can't do it without any effort in my hands, are you sure you want four meters?"

Xu Chunqiu nodded, "Sure." ”

......

ON THE DAY OF THE FIRST ROUND OF PERFORMANCES OF "NATIONAL IDOL", SUSAN FINALLY ANSWERED THE PHONE UNDER THE DEATH-THREATENING SERIAL CALL OF THE LITTLE SISTERS, SHE WAS BUSY AT HAND, AND SHE PICKED UP THE PHONE AND SAID POLITELY, "HEY, I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO HERE, AND I WILL GET BACK TO YOU LATER." ”

"Wait, you didn't go to the show?" the other party said keenly, "You two are yellow?"

"It's yellow. ”

"Where's the ticket?"

Susan let out an "oh" and then said lightly, "One for him, one for him." ”

"Wow, you actually tore up the SVIP ticket I gave you for the dog man, do you know how difficult that ticket is to buy, there is no market for it......"

"Don't talk about it, I'm still busy here, I'll get back to you later." ”

Susan cut off the phone.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the performance officially began.

"Hello everyone, I am Bai Yang, the representative of the national producer, and thank you for coming to watch the first performance of "National Idol". ”

Lu Xiu sat in the middle of the first row, and on the left and right were station sisters holding long guns and short cannons, and he was the only one sitting abruptly in the middle, empty-handed.

He saw groups of trainees stepping onto the stage one after another, the lights going on and off, and then dimming. The surrounding fans screamed, and the station sisters frantically pressed the shutter, and the sound of clicking was endless.

But he was indifferent to the noisy sound, did not applaud or take pictures, but just applauded politely.

His brow furrowed, as if he was waiting for something.

Do you believe that there is a past life and this life?

Lu Xiu has lived for more than 20 years, and has always been a staunch materialist, until the dream that often comes to life recently.

He began to be skeptical.

The people on the stage stepped on the small steps, she sang Peking opera, sang Kun dialect, sang Huangmei, sang flower drums, sometimes Yu Ji, sometimes Li Niang, sometimes Cui Yingying, sometimes Yang Yuhuan......

"I have seen that the Jinling Yushu warbler is dawning, and the Qinhuai Water Pavilion flowers bloom early, who knows that it is easy to freeze."

"I saw him raise the Zhu Tower, watched him feast guests, and saw his building collapse."

He clearly didn't understand the babbling drama, but he somehow knew who was standing on that stage, why he was happy, and why he was sad.

The people on the stage pretended to be Li Xiangjun, with a clear and moving voice, pinching their fingers and singing "Peach Blossom Fan".

At the end of the sentence, she threw off the water sleeve, the plain white sleeve was very long, three, four, or five meters, he couldn't speak. The sad story, the heart locked between her eyebrows, seemed to be hiding in her sleeve, throwing a sigh, sighing and being stupid.

He seemed to be awake, but he didn't seem to be awake.

The ticket given by Susan was lying in the pocket of his suit, which he had intended to avoid, so that it should be broken off, but it was like a lead in the dark, which led him here.

"Next, I would like to invite the trainees of Group A of "Red Ling" to give us a performance. ”

Bai Yang's voice pulled his thoughts back, Lu Xiu saw Lin Qianqian standing on the stage with her bright red water sleeves, pinching her voice and singing softly to the climax, and the voices around him were boiling and applauding, probably because he was frightened by the so-called drama, but he couldn't help but lock his brows.

But Erl.

His ears were nourished by the drama in his dreams, and although he couldn't understand the drama, he could distinguish the advantages and disadvantages.

That's it? This is also called a joke?

After singing the chorus, Lin Qianqian threw off her water sleeves, but the length was less than one meter seven, but she threw it like two disobedient strips of cloth, she couldn't take it back, and she couldn't get out.

"Lin Qianqian's drama is okay!"

"Although the water sleeves are not very OK, it is quite good that idols can do this!"

"It's just singing and dancing idols, is it possible that you still expect people and professional opera actors to be like that!"

"Long face, this direct shooting will definitely explode when it is broadcast!"

“......”

Xu Chunqiu listened to the performance of Group A of "Red Ling" backstage, and couldn't help but shake his head, Lin Qianqian didn't change any of the points that Tan Keqing said, the position of the voice was still wrong, and the pseudo-drama was like being squeezed out of her throat.

But the audience seemed to be frightened by her, and even the teammates next to her involuntarily grabbed the corners of her sleeves.

Xu Chunqiu couldn't help laughing, mistaking the fish eye for a pearl.