36. Charlotte changed her name to Blind Luo

"Good news, I just went to the theater for a visit, it seems that the senior brother and they haven't prepared a show at all, it is said that many people have gone out to film, this time the school should not have a problem selecting our program. In a rehearsal room in the performance building, Wang Jinduo ran in with a chicken thief smile on his face.

"Really, Senior Brother Zhai and Senior Brother Zhu are not here?" asked Han Fei.

Wang Jinduo patted his chest and promised: "No, now the small theater is occupied by the group of people in the previous higher vocational class, I watched their program, it is quite old-fashioned, it should not be able to compare with us." ”

It's been two days since school started, and the small crew of "Charlotte's Troubles" has gathered all the actors, and the classes in the junior year are not too intense, and now they can spend a whole block of time rehearsing during the day, which is much happier than taking time to rehearse at night.

Da Tiantian asked again: "Have you inquired about the programs of other classes, I think there are still a few outstanding ones in our higher vocational class, that Zhang Ruoyun, Tan Songyun, and that one named Hong Liancheng, all showed their faces in Wu Baige's "Red Cliff". ”

"Really, Wu Baige's "Red Cliff" still has our tricks this year? Han Fei asked in a daze.

Without waiting for Da Tiantian to speak, Kan Qingzi teased Han Fei first, she smiled evilly and said, "I see that you are patronizing to watch Sister Zhiling roll the sheets, Meng Meng, stand up." ”

"I said, how can you learn badly, it's really close to Zhu is red, and close to sweet is black. Han Fei shook his head helplessly.

"I really don't know about the program of the higher vocational class next door, and I haven't seen them go to the small theater to hang out. Wang Jinduo's mentality is quite relaxed.

"By the way, we seem to have a buddy in the next session who is okay, called, called Dou, Dou or something. ”

"Dou Xiao. ”

"What's the use of just being strong alone, this is not a ring, one-on-one heads-up is just a group play, our main opponent is still the group of people in the higher vocational class. ”

There were many people talking, and for a while there was a lot of noise in the rehearsal room, Han Fei had to stand in the middle of the crowd and shouted: "Comrades, comrades, can you be quiet? The revolution has not yet succeeded, let's not rush to talk about these gossips, it's still the same sentence, let's arrange the works ourselves, no matter how strong the other classes are, we won't be afraid." ”

"Well said, let's start rehearsing. Wang Jinduo continued.

"Okay, let's get started. Da Tiantian is also a little impatient.

A round table was placed in the center of the classroom, fortunately there were all the guys in the props room of the performance building, otherwise I really don't know where to find such a round table, money is not a problem, the main thing is that it is very troublesome to move such a table.

For this group of students in the acting department, Nortel's props room is like Doraemon's white pocket, with props, costumes, and doors.

"All departments prepare, ACTION!"

"A, your uncle, you still play Fan. ”

The rehearsal finally began, and only a simple arrangement was made, and only a huge "Xi" character was drawn on the blackboard to remind the melon-eating crowd that this was the wedding banquet scene.

Han Fei stood at the door, facing straight ahead, imagining that the audience was full in front of him, and said gently: "Everything I did today was for the person who was secretly hidden in my heart, her name is Qiu Ya, she was very famous when she was in school, and she was recognized by the whole school, and I, even more famous, was a joke recognized by the whole school, but I don't understand, why such a beautiful girl will marry a pig in the end, I want to have a flash of inspiration on her most important day, and then disappear, and become a male god that can never be touched in her life." ”

After saying that, Han Fei was majestic and high-spirited, strode to the round table as if crossing the Yalu River, and sat down very chicly.

Zhang Yang shook his head and walked over, grinning his two big buckteeth, and pointed at Han Fei while saying to Wang Jinduo, who was playing Yuan Hua on the other side: "Yuan Hua, can you improvise a poem about our classmate Xia Luo's outfit today?"

"Forget it. Yuan Hua said with a smile.

"Don't, come one by one. ”

The surrounding classmates began to coax the fire, and Yuan Hua stood up like Zhuge Liang was Liu Bei Sangu, raised his head and chest, and said proudly: "Go to the banquet alone." ”

Han Fei smiled and gave him two thumbs up.

"It's all classmates, pretending to be chicken feathers. ”

"Hahahaha. The surrounding classmates let out a burst of laughter, but only Han Fei leaned over, his smile froze on his face, helpless and lonely.

"Charlotte, just kidding, purely for the sake of rhyme. ”

"No, it doesn't matter. ”

For a person at the bottom of the class like Xia Luo, no matter whether he is sad or happy, Yuan Hua, a proud son of the sky, will not take his feelings to heart, the two of them hold a cup, one is full of care, the other is embarrassed and laughs, and the judgment is made.

"Students, don't come unharmed. Sun Qiang pinched his throat and spoke, walked to the round table with a wicked smile, and held a goblet in his hand, looking particularly obscene without makeup.

"Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang, do you remember me? That year, I ran first in my grade in the winter long-distance run. Zhang Yang shook his fist, looking a little impatient.

"First?" Mr. Wang didn't know.

"That year, my dad gave you a Sony radio. ”

"Zhang Yang, that teacher can't forget. ”

They are all social people, they only talk about money and not feelings, and when it comes to gift-giving, they remember students, and Mr. Wang's philistine image rose up at once.

"Mr. Wang, my dad sent a TV. ”

"Yuan Hua is still such a talent. ”

"Teacher, I gave you a wall calendar. "Dasha Chun is the same as the kindergarten children, with a bright smile on his face, but unfortunately Mr. Wang doesn't buy it.

"The teacher can't remember, it's okay, the teacher doesn't hold grudges. You have changed too much one by one. ”

Teacher Wang sat down and said eloquently: "Actually, for your classmates, what impresses me the most is that Charlotte. ”

Han Fei stood behind Teacher Wang, and when he heard that the teacher was deeply impressed by him, the small expression on his face immediately became proud.

"What are the two fools doing now?"

"Come, second fool, tell the teacher what are you doing now?"

"Hahahaha......"

Finally, Kan Qingzi's Qiu Ya came over and coaxed: "Students, let's send a representative to say a few words, Xia Luo." ”

Han Fei stood up slowly, his expression looked very intoxicated, and said to her: "Qiu Ya, I wrote you a poem when I was in school, but I ate it before I gave it to you, but it doesn't matter, I ...... it."

Han Fei gave a long hiccup, as if the whole person was drunk, he was about to affectionately give Qiu Yalai a confession that had been late for many years, on the other hand, Ma Dongmei played by Da Tiantian was already waiting, when Han Fei knelt on one knee and held Kan Qingzi's hand with one hand, Da Tiantian finally rushed out.

"Charlotte. Da Tiantian shouted.

"This is Ma Dongmei?"

"Hey, why did she come out dressed like this?"

Han Fei stood up slowly, Da Tiantian stepped back from him, and said, "Xia Luo, didn't you tell me that you went to sweep your mother's grave?"

"What's wrong?" Han Fei said vaguely.

"Dongmei, I'm sorry, Charlotte drank too much. ”

"Yo, Qiuya, congratulations. Da Tiantian looked around, and finally stopped on Teacher Wang, and sneered, "Teacher Wang, are you also here? You are still alive." ”

"Dongmei, sit down. ”

"Don't sit down, I still have to go to his mother's grave with Charlotte, you said this thing was done, no matter how good things were rushed. ”

Da Tiantian persuaded: "Charlotte, let's go home." ”

"You go back first, I'll drink. Han Fei said staggeringly.

Da Tiantian crossed her hands on her hips, her face was angry, and she said with a heartfelt voice: "Xia Luo! Am I giving you face? Qiu Ya is getting married, you are singing and dancing here, dressed like a feather duster, what do you have to worry about?!"

"Poof. Han Fei suddenly laughed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

"What do you mean, am I not good at acting?"

Han Fei hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, I'm really not used to you playing this kind of funny role, how can there be such a good-looking Ma Dongmei, no, no, you have to make some makeup and look stinky and ugly, you let them talk about it." ”

Kan Qingzi also came over to advise: "Indeed, Tiantian, you are too white now, whiter than my bride, if we both wear the same clothes, the audience will not be able to tell which of us is the bride." ”

"I'll just say it, the eyes of the masses are bright, if Ma Dongmei looks like you, then Xia Luo can still go to Qiu Ya? With the assist of his teammates, Han Fei said with a stick.

"Hey, are you criticizing or slapping on the back?" asked Sun Qiang with his hands crossed.

"Needless to say, this is a clear and negative compliment, and in ancient times, at least someone at the level of the chief of the inner court had to be able to shoot this kind of sycophant. Wang Jinduo also teased.

Da Tiantian originally blamed Han Fei's laughter, but when she heard the coaxing of the people around her, she smacked out of the strings for a while, and she asked, "Then what should I do, I look white, blame me?"

"I think you should get some black makeup to cover up, and then find a very earthy turban to wrap around, otherwise you will be able to get Ma Dongmei." ”

"Well, I'll try it. ”