So a burly aunt came down from the side of the stage, directly separated by two or three rows, and walked to the front of Wan Changsheng: "Young man, what did you do to make you affect my on-site order?" ”

Wan Changsheng didn't hear it and at least drew a few more strokes, and several classmates around him wanted to open their mouths to the aunt in front of them, but looking at the other party's costumes, they also knew that they were not ordinary people, so they didn't open their mouths.

Fortunately, the aunt didn't roar, shouted again, Wan Changsheng was finally awakened from his art world, and after a few blank glances, he found that there were so many people crowded around, and he hurriedly gave his hand to the surroundings first: "The painting is finished, I'm sorry to ...... it."

The little book he pinched in the palm of his hand was also seen by the aunt, and a girl in front of him also explained softly in a whisper: "It's a painter, our companion is a very good young painter, just now he was painting things on the stage, we are all very curious, and I like to watch him draw things, but I didn't expect to disturb the order." ”

Several gossiping girls hurriedly interceded together, feeling as if Wan Changsheng was about to be kicked out.

The aunt was wearing a bright green dress that did not match her age, wearing glasses and white hair, she looked very fat and tall, and stretched out her hand with a smile: "What is the painting, show me, I think I have the right to charge you for the copyright of the creation, if the painting is not good......"

In fact, everyone can hear that she is joking, because everyone is already scattering, and many of the audience who went out to the bathroom are coming back, and the aunt is also ready to leave, just casually saying this.

Wan Changsheng believed it, and hurriedly handed over the small book: "It's just a little feeling, just draw it casually." ”

The beautiful girl from Western Xinjiang also helped pass it, and the aunt took it casually, and then paused quietly.

The students around them were very quiet, and their faces were very proud!

It seems that the things painted by Wan Changsheng should get such a reaction, because this aunt is obviously thinking about it.

At least for a minute or two, there was a group of spectators around me, and when they were curious to see what was going on, the aunt looked up, looked around quickly, and realized that something was wrong: "You come with me......

Just because she took her little book and turned around and left, Wan Changsheng would definitely have to follow.

He really thought that he had touched some copyright, and the girls were more excited than him: "Good thing! It must be a good thing that this aunt has taken a fancy to! ”

The boy was also happy: "Hurry up, hurry up, the second half is going to start to keep up!" ”

also worked hard to help Wan Changsheng open up the way.

Everyone is proud of Wan Changsheng.

This may be the reason why excellent people are so comfortable to get along with, there are not so many negative and dirty things.

Wan Changsheng was still a little apprehensive, and the staff who led the team were all comfortable, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go early and return early, pay attention to carry forward the temperament of our outstanding student cadres, or we should accompany him personally, right?" ”

As a result, as soon as she walked to the audience channel, the aunt grabbed Wan Changsheng's hand with one hand, walked to the backstage as quickly as holding her own child, and asked anxiously: "What do you think about it, you haven't played this plot yet, right?" Seen it before? This is the first performance of the rehearsal! ”

Wan Changsheng was even more worried: "No, no, I've never seen it, I think it should be like this in terms of feelings and atmosphere, those who promote the May Fourth Cultural Movement are all great, they are all doing their best for this country, even if they may not necessarily go to the same right path later, but at that moment, they are all great, so I am thinking that if I want to paint a mural, it should be like this......"

The aunt was retrograde in the crowded crowd, because it was very difficult for the reason of the block, so Wan Changsheng also helped her up, but that's it, the aunt also quickly looked back at Wan Changsheng, and there was only the enthusiasm of the artist in her eyes: "I thought about this scene, but I haven't been able to show it!" That's what it means! That's what it means! ”

She couldn't help but say it twice in a row!

had already pulled Wan Changsheng into the side door on the side of the stage, and the staff here naturally wouldn't stop her, and the leading official who was two steps slower seemed to be a researcher, so he was blocked.

Some researcher of the Pingjing Ministry may be like a minister in the field, but in the National Center for the Performing Arts, people are not birds at all, and they are not allowed to disturb the door on official business.

And Wan Changsheng has been dragged to a messy backstage, and he is a little distracted, it turns out that the stage that looks so changeable is so messy behind it?

Especially the contrast between the smooth and empty stage, the angles that all the audience around can't see, are well piled up with all kinds of things, full of cables, light stands, switches, props, and actors, lighting artists, and makeup artists......

And dragging him, the director.

When everyone saw the aunt, they were all respectful: "Sister Xi! Who is this? ”

"Mama Xi, are you an extra?"

"Director Xi, ...... here"

Aunt Xi turned a deaf ear, and directly pulled Wan Changsheng to the side of the stage, holding up the small book and anxiously facing a bunch of props: "Can you change it?!" Change it now! ”

There must have been a lot of actors wearing Republic of China costumes around immediately, although they looked very cross-cutting with thermos cups, teleprompters, scripts and the like in their hands, but their expressions were very serious, and then they were all stunned: "What? What else to change at this time? ”

The taller one with a longer neck had already come close to observe the little sketchbook, and then sighed in surprise: "Ouch, yes, this little brother drew it?" Xiu'er, come and take a look, a few strokes, this person is definitely you, and Dalin, this is you, right? ”

The director almost roared: "What should you do, what should you do!" A few minutes left?! ”

Several middle-aged actors who play middle-aged and elderly cultural people are not so afraid of the director: "Boss, you also know that there are still a few minutes to start, this is ...... A scene change, even if you can solve the problem of props, you have to make a series of adjustments to the positioning, lines, and lighting, do you really plan for us to go up and improvise without rehearsal? ”

"This is not a small scene for us to entertain ourselves, every line has been reviewed, don't be impulsive at this time?!"

The aunt took a deep breath violently, Wan Changsheng felt that her super thick chest cavity was estimated to be able to hold a child, and she was unwilling to be stupid: "Perfect, what we are pursuing is the perfection of this work, I have always felt that there is still a breath that has not burst out, and now I have this opportunity, but I ...... it"

A group of people around felt like they were rushing up and dragging the aunt away, begging bitterly: "Tomorrow!" Give us a way to live, even if we stay up all night tonight, we will change this detail, but don't change it today, we are all going crazy! ”

There are also two beautiful women in the Republic of China costumes who wear heavy makeup and exaggerate inappropriately, and they dragged Wan Changsheng away together, feeling that as long as the old and young are separated, they will not get nervous, and they begged in their mouths: "Let us go!" Little brother, which crack in the stone did you jump out of, it's good to jump out later, it's okay to jump out later! ”

Wan Changsheng was stunned the whole time, and he didn't dare to say anything, but his inner drama was so rich that he suddenly wanted to create something again.

Looking at such a glamorous actor image under the stage, changing the angle and sitting in the corner of the backstage, it is a different kind of perception, not a simple so-called one minute on stage, ten years of work off the stage, but a strong contrast.

Especially when the stage curtain finally opened, all the lights were facing the stage, and the entire audience was pitch black under the backlight, and there was a vague feeling of shadow, the sensitivity of the artist actually made Wan Changsheng think of Du Wen, she seemed to have said that she felt a little lonely in the performance profession, and Wan Changsheng experienced it.

Standing on the stage, hearing the music playing, and the tidal wave of applause below, where do ordinary people have the opportunity to experience this feeling.

So sitting in a corner where no one was paying attention, Wan Changsheng touched everywhere, and finally picked up a copy paper that had been trampled on, pinched it, pinched it, flattened it, and found a fountain pen that was not snatched away, and began to sketch his feelings about this kind of stage picture again.

didn't notice that the aunt staggered over in frustration, and wanted to sit on the same prop box, but looked down at Wan Changsheng's new work.

Trance.