Admissions Meeting (1)
"At this point, this year's national competition has come to an end, let us once again congratulate this year's dark horse team, dance name, and win the championship trophy!"
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March and April are the best months of the year. The sun during this time is neither scorching nor weak, lovingly wrapping the weeping willows that have drawn their twigs, teasing the laughing children, and illuminating every bustling street. From time to time, a fresh breeze blew from the other side of the road, waving the small flags in front of the vendors' stalls, and also brought a few fluffy catkins, which drifted into the clear sky in bursts of pleasant words.
In the best of times, of course, no one wants to waste, and the figures of young people fighting for their dreams form a healthy pulse, beating powerfully in the city.
Zhao Yanwu yawned loudly, opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the clock next to the bed.
"Huh?!!! It's so late! ”
An incident flashed through my mind.
"The dance troupe is hiring today!!"
There was no time to fold the quilt, Zhao Yanwu rolled out of bed, picked up her jacket and ran out of the house.
A faint glow of sunlight pours into the room, adding a sense of tranquility to the vibrant world.
"This year's newcomers stand on the left side of the auditorium! This year's newcomers! ”
"Seven minutes left in the admissions meeting, seven minutes left! Please be patient! ”
The venue of the dance name is bustling with activity early in the morning. Deng Siling on the stage was hoarse and tried his best to maintain order, while looking at his watch anxiously. What are you doing? Such an important event, Zhao Yanwu is still late?
"I repeat, this year's newcomers stand on the left side of the auditorium! Left! ”
The breeze passed through the lively air and slowly blew into the distance......
In the small recording studio, an impatient jingle rang roughly, shaking the handbag. Inside the house, Zheng Xianya's melodious singing came to an abrupt end, she opened the door of the recording studio and connected the phone.
"Sister Zheng, did I miss something?" Zhao Yanwu's heartless voice came from the other end of the phone.
The light in the room was not strong, and it was quiet, and Zhao Yanwu's words mixed with electronic effects echoed loudly in the room.
Zheng Xianya lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips and smiled slightly.
"No, I'm still practicing my voice, and the captain is probably busy......
After moving her stiff neck, Zheng Xianya continued:
"Don't talk about it, I should go to the auditorium too, see you there."
"Okay."
Zheng Xianya put the phone back in her bag, picked up the bag and walked out of the recording studio quickly.
"It's really exciting to see so many young people who love to dance ready to get ready......