The dormitory building is much older than the teaching building, with a separate small courtyard located in a corner of the campus, and two table tennis cases downstairs.

The dormitory manager still knew him, so she didn't stop him, but just glanced back and forth at him.

It is estimated that I have gone to class at this time, there is no one in the corridor, and I knocked on the door a few times and there was no movement in the dormitory. I looked left and right, then pulled a thin wire from the protective net of the window at the end of the hallway, stabbed it twice, and the door opened.

In my previous life, I was still in contact with the characters who were in contact with the three teachings, so the craft was a bit miscellaneous, and I didn't dare to say that I could open any locks, but the simplest lock on the dormitory gatehouse was no problem at all.

There were four people living in the dormitory, and his bed was in the innermost window, and the bed furnishings were as untouched as they had been on the day he left.

I sat on the edge of the bed and smoked a cigarette, then rummaged through the cupboard. The previous child was very sympathetic to his parents' hard work, and never spent money indiscriminately, and there were only four sets of clothes in the cabinet, one each for spring, summer, autumn and winter. At this time, I only found a rag safflower cotton jacket that could be worn, which was made by my mother's own hands, filled with new cotton, fluffy and swollen, and must have been very warm. The problem now is that there is only one coat on the body, and it is so dirty that it can't be worn, so you can only go out in this somewhat coquettish padded jacket.

If such fancy clothes had been worn twenty years ago, no one would have laughed at them, because some of them would have been good to wear. After 20 years, no one laughs at it, because at that time, it was open enough, and there were more people who wore it more coquettishly than this, and they were used to it. But in this era, it is an era when food and clothing are solved, and the mind is not open enough, and it is absolutely eye-catching for a man to wear such a dress.

Choosing between not being frozen and not making people laugh, Di Yun decisively chose not to be frozen, jokes are jokes, and there will be no meat anyway.

There is such a number one person on campus: a small flat head, a floral cotton jacket, his hands are in his sleeves, and there are two books under his arms. Along the way, it is indispensable to cover your mouth and chuckle and whisper, and of course, to pout with disdain.

Fortunately, this guy's heart is big enough, and it is warmer to bend his neck and try not to let the wind get in.

He had never been to college in his previous life, and he longed for college life, and now he walked to the classroom with a pilgrimage mood, and with a little apprehension.

The classroom was very lively, moving desks and moving stools, leaving the middle of the classroom empty, and there was a feeling of crowding. But when he appeared at the door of the classroom and leaned in to look inside, there was an instant silence. It is estimated that there are not a few people who mutter, "What the hell is this" in their hearts at this time.

After a few seconds, the classroom burst into laughter, and Di Yun couldn't tell whether it was benevolent or malicious. Scratching his head and scanning around a few times, he couldn't find where he was sitting like this, so he could only walk towards the familiar person.

Xu Jinglei sat in the corner, watching him come over and gently open her mouth to make way for a place.

"Your dress... Very good. ”

"There's nothing to wear." Di Yun touched his nose: "What's going on?" ”

"These two are acting lessons." Xu Jinglei said, "Teacher Wang is going to let everyone do a small performance on the spot. ”

"I still have to perform..."Di Yun slammed his mouth twice, the kid left a large memory of acting knowledge in his mind, but he had never been exposed to this himself, it was very novel, and he didn't know if he could perform it well.

"Di Yun, where have you been all this time?" A boy next to him asked.

Di Yun was more impressed by this boy with a tall nose, because he was the class leader, and his name was Lin Longqi. He replied with a smile: "Something happened, go and deal with it." ”

Lin Longqi didn't ask much when he saw that he didn't want to elaborate, patted him on the shoulder and said, "If there is any difficulty, just ask, they are all classmates, and everyone who can help must be unambiguous." ”

"Thank you." Di Yun smiled: "When you need everyone's help, you must open your mouth." ”

Lin Longqi nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Need notes from this time?" Xu Jinglei asked.

Di Yun nodded: "There are a lot of things that have fallen during this time, and I have to make up for them." "Before, the child studied very hard, no matter how many things he learned, first of all, he worked very well, not only had a special notebook, but even remembered the books densely.

took out the notebook only to find that he had forgotten to bring a pen, tilted his head and said to the girl next to him: "Send the Buddha to the west, and borrow a pen again." ”

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, and took out a black pen and placed it next to him.

Di Yun pinched the pen with a few fingers, and only after writing two words did he draw a hole in the notebook, he found that writing was much more difficult than turning a big spoon.

"This way the pen won't scratch the book." Xu Jinglei took a pen and gestured for him, and wrote two words "performance" by the way.

The font bones are delicate, vigorous and powerful, clear and elegant and calm, and it is very pleasing to the eye. Di Yun doesn't know how to read, but he can also see that these two words must be very good, and sure enough, the words are like his person, his heart is as simple as a simple, and he is as light as a chrysanthemum. It seems that last night's nonsense was a modest statement.

Di Yun began to transcribe his notes, not quickly copying them with a pen, lest he write a tadpole text that only he knew, but wrote squarely stroke by stroke like a primary school student.

Xu Jinglei glanced at it, there was no joke. She didn't think there was anything great about writing well, and she wouldn't laugh at others for writing badly, so she stopped paying attention after two eyes, and shifted her attention to Teacher Wang who walked into the classroom.

Teacher Wang's name is Qingfang, he is in his forties, and he doesn't have many expressions on his face, which reminds Di Yun of the extermination master in the TV series he once watched.

Teacher Wang's personality is probably as cold as her expression, and after walking into the classroom and putting down the lesson plan and water glass, she gets straight to the point: "Start at the door and come one by one in order." ”

The first one to go down was a girl, who performed the four phoenixes in the thunderstorm, and it was over in two minutes.

Although he didn't know what he was playing, Di Yun felt that he was acting very well, because the girl's tears flowed out without warning, and he couldn't do this himself anyway.

However, Mr. Wang's evaluation was not high: "Liu Lin, you have three shortcomings. "As soon as he opened his mouth, he set the tone of criticism" First, on the issue of casting, the role of Zhou Ping has experienced too much hardship and tempering, and it is not suitable for young people who do not have much experience to play. The second is the problem of the expression method, you use the method of the experiential school, but based on the first point, you lack that kind of experience, and you cannot completely transform your thoughts and feelings into Zhou Ping's thoughts and feelings. Third, it is too exaggerated, and it does not show the restraint and struggle of the characters. ”

The little girl lowered her head when she was told by the exterminator Taisan, and she almost didn't cry.

"However, you can see that your basic skills are very solid, and it seems that you have worked hard." After all, I was a teacher, and in the end, I still gave some affirmation.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang." The little girl sniffed lightly and thanked her.

"Well, sit down." Teacher Wang nodded and shouted, "Next." ”

One by one, the performances are also varied. Mr. Wang's comments are often short and to the point, with both criticism and praise.

Di Yun felt that this knowledge was very interesting, and he watched and listened very carefully. According to the words mentioned in Mr. Wang's comments and the memory in his mind, he made a small summary: table xiàn faction - liar, experience school - madman, method school - multiple personality.

He didn't know what to use when he left the scene later, because he didn't prepare the script at all and didn't know what to play.

Coincidentally, the next one called him.

"Diyun."

Di Yun stood up and scratched his head awkwardly: "That... Didn't prepare a script. ”

"Let's play on the spot." Teacher Wang was not prepared to let him go.

"Then you can give me a question." It's not that he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but he is a little nervous standing in the middle of the crowd and being watched by so many people, and his mind is chaotic.

Teacher Wang looked at his little safflower padded jacket and said, "Let's play a thief." ”

Hearing that he was playing a thief, Di Yun's heart instantly reassured, he had done petty theft before, and he didn't need to prepare a belly case for this at all, even if he was acting in his true colors, he could imitate it.

After settling down, he said, "Can you use props?" ”

Teacher Wang nodded.

Di Yun turned his head and shouted at Lin Longqi, "Squad leader, do me a favor." ”

"Okay!" Lin Longqi walked to the middle of the field and stood still and asked, "How to do it?" ”

Di Yun replied, "You just stand there smoking and waiting for the train." ”

"No problem." Lin Longqi responded, then took off the pen pinned to his chest and put it in his mouth, and took it off from time to time and let out a long breath. Acted well.

Di Yun, standing on the sidelines, first put his hands in his sleeves and looked at both sides inadvertently, then carefully observed Lin Longqi for a while, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and felt his hand in the pocket of his jacket, but he didn't find a lighter.

walked up to Lin Longqi and said, "Dude, what about waiting for the train?" ”

Lin Longqi was very into the play, glanced at him vigilantly and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Di Yun put the cigarette between his fingers and said, "I don't know where the fire has gone, borrow a fire." ”

Lin Longqi hesitated for a moment, took off the cap of the pen, and made a lighter motion.

Di Yun put the smoke up, and at the same time, a hand quickly and unsurprisingly swiped across Lin Longqi's waist.

After lighting the cigarette, Di Yun thanked him, put his hands on his sleeves, walked to the side of the podium, and put a pager on the podium.

Lin Longqi touched his waist in surprise, and the pager was gone.

"Wow," the class exclaimed.

Di Yun put away the cigarette, went back to return the pager to Lin Longqi, and then stood and waited for Mr. Wang's evaluation. He thinks that he should have used the experiential school just now, because at that moment he seemed to have really become a thief, which can be regarded as entering the character in an authentic way, thinking about what the character thinks, thinking about what the character thinks.

However, Mr. Wang's comment was very brief, and he glanced at him a little strangely and said, "Not bad." ”

This made Di Yun, who was waiting for a long speech, a little uncomfortable.

What the next classmate performed and what Teacher Wang said, he didn't have the heart to listen to it at all, and he was still reminiscing about his performance just now. What do you say about that feeling? Different from a real thief, but with another wonderful experience.

"That's the show." He sighed in his heart, a little ignorant in his heart. Maybe a short period of time is not enough to form any dreams, but it is enough to pry a gap in his originally chaotic thoughts, and some light flashes in.