On the day of watching the list, the three friends failed to go to the list together as they wished. Parents can not come to accompany the exam, and if they don't come to see the list, it is the stepmother. So Zhao Yan took Zhao Danfeng to wait at the list early, and saw Zhu Yuchen listlessly following his parents from a distance, and said hello with his eyes. As for Tang Wei, he didn't see it when he was waiting for the list to be released. There are too many people, and the chances of encountering them are not great.

Zhao Danfeng saw his name at a glance and pointed it to Zhao Yan, "Well, the second one is." ”

"Second place." Zhao Yan exclaimed, attracting the eyes of many parents of students around him. Zhao Yan also knew that it was not the time to squeeze Zhao Danfeng out of the crowd, "There are still sixty-eight people in the second test, how many can enter the third test?" ”

"A dozen or twenty." Zhao Danfeng doesn't pay much attention to this, after all, even if you take the third test, it doesn't mean much to tell you on the spot whether you are qualified or not. Of course, it is not surprising that it is not surprising that you are qualified on the spot.

"I'll try it for the second time in the afternoon, is it still reciting?" Zhao Yan just confirmed that he was more familiar with the exam process than Zhao Danfeng, and the typical concern was messy.

"Well, the specified content is recited." Zhao Danfeng thought about it, and it seemed that he didn't see Tang Wei's name when he looked at the list just now. As for Zhu Yuchen, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention.

The father and son chatted and prepared for the second test in the afternoon. Reciting this thing is probably the project that Zhao Danfeng has prepared the most. If he was bored, Ma Yili would let Zhao Danfeng recite poems and listen, and over the course of a year, Zhao Danfeng also put a lot of effort into recitation. However, the recitation of the second test should be a prose recitation.

When I came to the test center again in the afternoon, sure enough, the scene of yesterday's crowd was much quieter, and the campus was already a little empty. Sixty-eight people were grouping the numbers, and at this time, Zhao Danfeng found that Zhu Yuchen, the kid, had also entered the second test. Zhu Yuchen also saw Zhao Danfeng and waved his hand vigorously. The two were divided into different groups, Zhu Yuchen compared a scissor hand and waved it vigorously, Zhao Danfeng knew that it was not this guy who committed the second, but he got the second.

smiled, Zhao Danfeng wanted to come, you kid earned it by taking the second test, enjoy it. As for Tang Wei, he really didn't enter the second test. The only hope is that at this time next year, it is the director who hopes that Tang Weikao will be examined.

When there are fewer people, the speed seems to be much faster, and it didn't take long for Zhao Danfeng to follow the same group of friends into the examination room. Different from the initial examination, the examiner has an extra question box, which contains the designated recitation manuscript.

The first classmate drew Zhu Ziqing's "Back", of course, it was just an excerpt. The second place was drawn to Tu An's "Pupil", which can be regarded as a prose poem. As soon as the friends drew questions one after another, Zhao Danfeng put down the stone in his heart. It is all modern and modern domestic works, and there are no foreign works. Zhao Danfeng is not afraid of reciting foreign works, but he has practiced less. Moreover, the translation of foreign works into Chinese is somewhat meaningless. Compared with Chinese of the same quality, the translated text is always slightly inferior. When reciting in this way, the starting point is naturally shorter, and it is a bit difficult to compare with others.

After thinking about it for a while, it was finally Zhao Danfeng's turn to play. Bow and say hello, after the registration number, the examiner motioned to Zhao Danfeng to draw questions. Zhao Danfeng reached into the box, took a piece of paper casually, and looked at it, hey, what do you want.

"The title I drew was De Quincy's Quicksand." Report the questions you have drawn as usual, and then have one minute to prepare.

To be honest, Zhao Danfeng really prepared a work by De Quincey, but not this one, but "Confessions of a Smoker". Fortunately, it helps a little, at least the author's style will not change. After a quick glance, I probably grabbed the thoughts and feelings. After a little hesitation, Zhao Danfeng took the paper and recited.

"By the dawn and dark morning light, in the haze, I vaguely saw a girl wearing a festive white rose halo..."Zhao Danfeng said eloquently, secretly glad that the one that needed to be recited was not the most exciting part of the last relationship, otherwise he would really be a little embarrassed.

After the recitation was completed, Zhao Danfeng returned to his seat. Although I don't think the performance is as good as the first try, it should be enough. Thinking about it from another angle, I have the only foreign work I draw, shouldn't I get extra points? Domestic works, these people should be more or less familiar with it. The most important thing is that Zhao Danfeng is confident that no matter what, he will not die before the third attempt, after all, the most critical performance has not yet been performed. The actors are chosen here, not the reciters.

The second test was completed in the afternoon, and the students did not leave, and parents flocked to the school. Because the list will be released in half an hour, so that the candidates who enter the third test can prepare for the final interview tomorrow.

Zhu Yuchen finally found an opportunity to chat with Zhao Danfeng, and his face was sad at the beginning, "Brother, I drew Feng Zhi's "Night in the South", and I guess it's over." ”

Someone in my own group also drew this, in fact, this is a very classic prose poem. But classics also mean that it's undoubtedly difficult to stand out, unless it's really top-notch. Zhao Danfeng comforted Zhu Yuchen, "What about your little girlfriend." ”

Zhu Yuchen looked at Zhao Danfeng suspiciously, "Little girlfriend?" Who is it. ”

"Tang Wei." Zhao Danfeng smiled, "Don't tell me that you didn't call her house." ”

"Hehe... Hehe. Zhu Yuchen smirked and scratched the back of his head, "It's coming, it's coming." Hey, brother, people aren't my girlfriend yet, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Then work hard, it's your blessing to catch it, don't care if you lose it, it can only mean that fate is not enough." Zhao Danfeng patted Zhu Yuchen.

"Brother, you are not a poet, you have such a deep understanding of feelings, have you been in love a lot." Zhu Yuchen's words made Zhao Danfeng roll his eyes, looked at Zhao Yan standing next to him, was embarrassed to blow a few sentences, muttered a few sentences, looked up and saw a teacher walking out with a big red paper, patting Zhu Yuchen, "Hey, it's released." ”

This time it was Zhao Yan who saw Zhao Danfeng's name at a glance, the fifth. Unexpectedly, Zhao Danfeng didn't move, swept from beginning to end, and didn't look at Zhu Yuchen's name. In fact, there are only eighteen people, and it takes a few seconds to read it. After confirming again, he was thinking about how to comfort this kid, turned his head to look for it again, and watched Zhu Yuchen walk among his parents, far away. I smiled, and I wish you all the best in the exam next year.

After reading the list, the parents dispersed quickly, and Zhao Danfeng dragged on and stayed at the end. Just as I was about to leave the school, I met an examiner. I thought about whether to say hello, whether to say hello to the teacher, or to smile and nod. When he was still hesitating, the examiner walked over by himself, "Zhao Danfeng, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, I'm Zhao Danfeng, not Liang Sifan." After being recognized by a stranger for the first time this year, he was called by his name, and Zhao Danfeng still felt a little unaccustomed.

"Interesting lad." The middle-aged male examiner said this to Zhao Yan.

"It's going to be poor, don't worry about it." Zhao Yan looked at the man hanging a work card, and knew that he was a Chinese opera, so he said very politely.

"Before coming to Lin'an, I stayed in Mingzhu City for a day, and Director Huang showed me your tape, I think it's still very good, and the performance is in place. I'm looking forward to your three attempts, especially the improvisational sketches. The middle-aged man said, as if he suddenly remembered something, "How is your cultural class?" ”

"So-so, math weakness, but not so much that it doesn't drag its feet." Zhao Danfeng is not worried about the cultural class, this year is not mistaken, Liu Ye scored 338 points in the cultural class. No matter what, I have to be stronger than this guy who didn't finish his sophomore year of high school, it's a lot stronger, Zhao Danfeng also gave himself a strong affirmation.

"I think your language is certainly not bad." The middle-aged man smiled, "By the way, my name is Wang Yamin, and after the three tests are finished tomorrow, you will wait for me at the door of the guest house." ”

Speaking of this name, Zhao Danfeng found a trace of memory related to the middle-aged man in front of him from his memory. This guy should be in charge of the enrollment of Dalian and Lin'an test centers this year, except for the Yanjing test center. For Huang Shuqin for helping him with this, Zhao Danfeng is still very grateful from the bottom of his heart. Busy nodding his head, "I remember." ”

"Take the test tomorrow." Wang Yamin said a word of encouragement, shook hands with Zhao Yan and left first.

Zhao Yan also mouthed at Zhao Danfeng Nunu, "Take the test tomorrow." ”

"Got it." You're not welcome to your dad Zhao Danfeng.

When I returned to the hotel, the first thing I did was to call Huang Shuqin, first, to mention Wang Yamin's matter, second, to thank Director Huang for his support, and third, to find out if Wang Yamin had any subtext that he hadn't heard. Zhao Yan expressed a lot of pressure on his son so many hearts, he is a worker in an instrument factory, from work to now, what the leader says is what he says, and he doesn't feel that there is any subtext. Where did this kid get so many curves in his belly.

Zhao Danfeng complained about his father, so you are still a worker, and Zhao Yan is angry enough.

Huang Shuqin listened to Zhao Danfeng's speech, and said that the main thing over there is to take a fancy to your talent, the first try, the second test, all of which are placed in the top five, and even if there is a small problem in the third test, the state is not good or something, it is easy to explain. Put a hundred hearts in this matter, and it will be done. When Zhao Danfeng heard it, he really had a way, and he thanked him for his kindness, and put down the phone happily.

"Director Huang said no problem, Zhuncheng." Zhao Danfeng gave Zhao Yan, who was listening to the news, a reassuring pill.

Lying in bed at night, Zhao Danfeng suddenly thought that it would be great if Ma Yili had taken the Chinese opera exam that year. Since preparing for the exam, I haven't seen each other for a month, and it's almost the New Year, and Ma's mother asked me to get the New Year's money. Hey, it would be great if Ma Yili and Li Binbin were both in Chinese opera, as soon as we entered the school, we would have two big sisters covered with them, and we wouldn't have to worry about eating and drinking. That's all this kid has to offer, except for eating, there's nothing left. fell asleep in a trance, and in his dream, Zhao Danfeng was surrounded by a group of beauties, shouting Brother Feng...

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The tickets were smashed down, and the collection was ~~~~~~~~~~