The campus is full of flowers and trees, and there are a large number of students coming and going.

Wei Yajing first walked aimlessly on this campus, mixing memory and reality with each other, and then walked towards the stage theater of the campus according to her memory.

Because I had already contacted the teacher in advance, I knew that the teacher was in the school's theater at this time to guide the students' stage plays.

While looking at the scenery in the school, he walked towards his destination, and after a few rounds, Wei Yajing arrived at his destination.

The door is wide open, there are students passing by outside the door, occasionally idle students are curious about the exaggerated performance lines coming from the theater, and stretch out their heads to look inside, if they are interested, they will stop and look at the people practicing on the stage from afar, or more daringly, go directly into the empty and spacious theater, and sit directly on the vacant seats.

Not to mention, Wei Yajing entered the theater, looked for the teacher inside, and when she searched around, she found that there were really one or twenty students sitting in the audience, watching the students of the club who didn't know which club was practicing on the stage.

On the other hand, some of the students who practice acting on stage are too shy, and their eyes will frequently drift to the audience, and the whole action will be a little stiff and delayed when speaking and reading the lines.

"Zhou Li, turn your gaze to the person you should be facing instead of the audience, now there are only about 20 authors below, and you are frequently distracted, so if on the day of the performance, the entire theater is full, thousands of people, can't you just look at the audience in a daze?"

A familiar voice sounded, Wei Yajing followed the sound and found that a figure who was slightly older than in her memory was standing under the stage, explaining to a girl squatting on the stage.

Wei Yajing walked to Teacher Yang's side, Teacher Yang didn't notice that there was someone standing behind her, and Wei Yajing didn't bother Teacher Yang to explain to the students.

"What's your favorite thing to eat?" Teacher Yang asked Zhou Li.

"Watermelon." The hot summer, coupled with the fact that I only ate such a good product last night, the big green watermelon, is naturally the noun that Zhou Li blurted out.

"Then you can just take the round and chubby watermelon of the people below." Teacher Yang gently came up with an idea.

"Is this going to work?" Zhou Li said hesitantly.

"This is just an autosuggestion, and the most important thing is for you to overcome your inner timidity." Teacher Yang explained with a smile.

"Oh, I'll try then." Zhou Li nodded, then stood up, then stood up and kept chanting: "The person below is a watermelon, the person below is a watermelon, and the person below is a watermelon." ”

"Alas, your Teacher Yang is still down there." Teacher Yang protested below. "Ahh Zhou Li turned her head in shock, and quickly apologized to Teacher Yang, "Teacher Yang is sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Teacher Yang waved his withered hand and vigorously pushed this more serious girl. Oh, okay. Zhou Li answered, then turned around and hinted at it in the method she had just learned, before she began to please. Ah! Teacher Yang turned around without paying attention, and suddenly stood behind her alone, and she couldn't help but be startled. Mr. Yang, are you alright? "Teacher Yang, are you okay?" "Teacher Yang, are you okay?"

…

Hearing Teacher Yang's exclamation, the surrounding students asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy to meet my former students." Teacher Yang first dispelled their worries, and then added: "Dai Kesheng, you are the minister, pay more attention to the exercises, and I will have a good chat with my former students." ”

"Okay, Mr. Yang." Dai Kesheng responded.

After the matter was finished, Mr. Yang turned around again.

Wei Yajing was a little guilty and embarrassed: "This....Teacher Yang....scared you....really..."

Wei Yajing's words were still slurred, but she didn't finish it.

Teacher Yang patted Wei Yajing's shoulder familiarly, and scolded with a smile: "You dead girl, you must be scaring me, standing behind the old woman and me silently, my body is old, but I can't stand you scaring me a few times." ”

"Why don't you know how to shout me, sullen." Teacher Yang kindly took Wei Yajing's hand and walked to the corner.

"This... I'm just afraid to disturb you. Wei Yajing explained.

"What's there to bother with this, and it's not a martial arts drama to teach exercises, are you still afraid that you won't be able to go mad? I'm telling you, you're not allowed to stand behind me quietly next time. Teacher Yang glared and said.

"Well." Wei Yajing nodded obediently.

When the two arrived at their seats and sat down, Wei Yajing handed the fruit she brought to the teacher.

After some Chinese-style politeness and subtlety, the topic exchange can be regarded as normal.

"Teacher Yang, didn't I remember that you retired?" Wei Yajing asked curiously.

"Alas, after retirement, I look at the roof every day, bask in the sun, bored, and feel uncomfortable, I guess you Teacher Yang and I don't have the life to enjoy Qingfu, so I just came out, took the major that barely supported me, and asked the school for something to do." Teacher Yang's old hand held Wei Yajing and patted it gently, slowly narrating his own affairs like a chatter.

At this moment, it was as if another group of students from the club entered the door and walked towards this side.

"Hello Mr. Yang."

"Hello Mr. Yang."

……

The students said yes one after another, and Teacher Yang also responded one by one with a smile, and then asked a student who seemed to be the leader, "You guys also come to practice." ”

"Well, it's not a practice, this time it's mainly to let the members feel the atmosphere on the stage." The man who appeared to be the minister replied.

"Well, come on." Teacher Yang encouraged as usual.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Because Teacher Yang seemed to have something, after the students greeted him, they left with a smile and a joke.

"They too—" Wei Yajing was a little puzzled.

"Principal Qian's old guy gave me the idea, and he gave me a sign of a professional instructor to let me stay here, and I will definitely be busy every day."

"Well, this is it." Teacher Yang took out an ordinary rectangular thing that looked like a professional certificate, with a photo on it, a name, a specific job title, and more importantly, a red notice from the principal.

"Are they all students in the major?" Wei Yajing asked.

"Some are, some are not, clubs, they all get together based on hobbies, and they don't think too much about it. It's a very happy thing for everyone to get together and have fun doing something they like together. Teacher Yang said with emotion.

"They've been performing for free all the time, do they occasionally go out for some commercial gigs?" Wei Yajing said.

"I don't know too much about this, at least when I perform at school festivals, it's basically a performance without any pay. Although they have solid basic skills, and even some of them are very professional and very good when practicing, but this is after all in the initial stage and lack practical experience. It's a bit far away to think about this.

Performing on a real stage and facing a real audience is not something that money can get. Wait until one day, you can play freely on the stage and give full play to the best strength you usually practice, and then think about business at this time, in fact, it is not too late.

In fact, even if it is a free stage, this society has too little to offer these children, whether it is time or energy, when they graduate, those children who have accumulated insufficient practical experience have to first put down their hobbies, and then first consider the livelihood that can really bring a living.

And this one is put down, and when I pick it up again one day, I don't know when it will be. ”

It seems that he once saw a certain talented and intelligent student, and finally had to give up this line of work because of life, Teacher Yang said that the tone behind him was a little heavy.

Teacher Yang looked at the students performing on the stage in the distance, his eyes were a little sloppy, and his expression was a little stunned.

Wei Yajing found that Teacher Yang was suddenly silent inexplicably, but she didn't bother, but just sat quietly next to her and waited.

After a long time, Mr. Yang suddenly came back to his senses, and then self-examined: "You see that I am old, no matter what topic I say, it is always very easy to fall into memories. ”

"It's okay, I have to calm down and reminisce for a long time." Wei Yajing said.

"You girl, go around the society, nothing else has changed much, people have become sweet and smooth, and what the old woman said is not a book edited by Stanivlasky, what is the aftertaste." Teacher Yang held Wei Yajing's hand and patted it personally.

"Let's talk about it, I've said so many things myself, wife, you can also tell me about your time during this time." Teacher Yang pointed out.

Wei Yajing was silent for a moment, and then hesitated to say that the voice actor auditions had hit a wall everywhere for more than a year. After saying that, Wei Yajing herself was a little discouraged.

The pressure at home, the opinions of many classmates and friends around her, and most importantly, the financial and time constraints, all made her a little unable to persevere.

Teacher Yang listened carefully to Wei Yajing's chattering narration, then thought for a while and asked, "Have you joined some fan clubs and tried to make some works at your own expense with some like-minded friends?" ”

Hearing Mr. Yang's question, Wei Yajing was stunned for a moment, in addition to practice and part-time work, most of her other attention was to pay attention to what new animation a certain animation production company was going to do, and then release the draft and audition for the society.

So Wei Yajing shook her head unconsciously and said, "No, but is this useful?" Moreover, they have to pay for themselves, consuming their own energy and time, and even sometimes, the work may not be really produced because of a certain link. “

"Like I said before, first you have to have a stage to show yourself. Besides, you run straight towards the goal like this, it seems to be the fastest road, but there are a lot of people crowded on this road, just like the most prosperous and congested road, traffic jams every day, but you can't increase the throttle to rush forward all the time, and have to stop and wait patiently for the car in front of you to pass at a snail-like speed.

But there is never only one way to a goal, and if the shortest road is not enough, you will take a slightly farther detour. "Isn't it possible to go a little farther?" Wei Yajing couldn't help but blurt out and ask, as soon as she asked, she regretted it a little in her heart, how could she tear down the teacher's platform like this. "Then go a little further away." Teacher Yang was not annoyed at all, and smiled, "Just like you, Mr. Yang, I also dreamed of being a big star back then, but the people who are blocked on this road, since the beginning of the prosperity of this industry, have never been less in the future, Mr. Yang, I, I am tenacious, thinking that this road will not work, but there are eight or nine roads in life, the more prosperous the industry, the more roads, except for some I will not go, I try to detour each road one by one." ”

Speaking of this, Teacher Yang paused.

And Wei Yajing, who was fascinated by what she was listening to, couldn't wait to ask, "What about the back?" "Later, as you see it now, I ended up being a teacher." Teacher Yang said with a smile and a relaxed tone.

Hearing this sudden turn, Wei Yajing was stunned for a moment, this is different from what she thought, originally she thought that she would eventually become a big star.

But in the end, he just stopped halfway and became a teacher and professor related to performance.

On the other hand, this is not bad, but it is still a lot off the original goal.

Wei Yajing looked at Teacher Yang in a daze, and Teacher Yang just looked at Wei Yajing with a smile, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

After a while, Wei Yajing suddenly had some enlightenment, took a breath, and said solemnly: "Teacher Yang, I understand a little. "It's the same as talking about metaphysics, let's talk about ordinary things, and you can understand a lot of things?" Teacher Yang said with a smile.

She originally wanted to thank her, but when she heard this, she swallowed back the thanks that came to her mouth, and then Wei Yajing stood up and said, "Then, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." ”

"Let's go, let's go, I still have a lot of things to deal with, and you've delayed me a lot of time here." Teacher Yang kept waving his hand.

Wei Yajing bowed to Teacher Yang and said "take care" before walking towards the door.

The students on the stage are still practicing, and occasionally there are still students who keep coming in to watch, and then go out because they are bored, or they do have something to do.

Hard work may not be successful, but after all, you have to work hard.