"Years from now, facing the firing squad, our Comrade Correa Vewe will recall that distant afternoon when my sister saw him perform brilliantly at the festival......"

When I went back to the dormitory after self-study in the evening, I received this message from my sister. Confused.

"Is it okay to talk to people?" I replied.

"Hahahahaha, this is an imitation of the beginning of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", Wei Wei didn't know! Remember, right? If you don't recognize it in the future, pinch your face even more! She also put a meme on a cat with a finger firmly on its head and the words "I press this button above your head and you will become a melon skin". [1]

I don't have a single expression in my hand that can slap her back, and I don't take it much away from it.

"So what do you want to say?"

"No, I just think you guys did a great job today! The first prize should be given to your class. ”

The drama festival of No. 1 Middle School basically starts after the mid-term exams, and every two classes schedule a play. This is probably because there are 16 classes in the school, and if each class goes up, it is estimated that it will be able to perform for a day. Merging classes according to the teaching situation of the Chinese teacher can save half the time and energy, and each teacher happens to have two classes. On the 7th, we were in class with the second class on Monday, and Mr. Huang introduced the script we were going to rehearse in the next two weeks to the students of the two classes on the podium.

The festival performance is on the afternoon of the 25th, which is today. Friday's club class was crowded again. The day after tomorrow, we will go to Polytechnic High School for the fifth round of the group. Li was forced to draw by the experimental middle school 1:1 in the last round, with 4 points in 4 rounds, and the qualifying situation was precarious. Having beaten Beichuan High School at the beginning of the month, we are 10 points at the top of the group, and a draw will ensure progress to the knockout stage next term. An away win would mean we would secure a place at the top of the group, which would see us play second in Group B in the quarter-finals, avoiding the other group winners.

"Here we go again, I know that you and Class 10 are the first prize and the first in the whole school. There is no need to be unconvinced, no need to be comforted. "I replied to her.

Sisters, they did perform well, and it was not surprising that they won the first place. Their screenplay is also adapted from the novel, "The Little Prince". The elder sister played the rose, and Yan Xi played the fox, each wearing a fluffy hood. Yan Xi also has a small orange-red tail, there must be some mechanism on his body, and when he presses it, the tail will be cocked and swaying, which is refreshing. The one who played the little prince was the classmate who stood next to Yan Xi last time, and he added a lot of points to his appearance and acting skills. He is so cute, especially his eyes, which are very clean, and you can detect the flow of clarity in the audience. Draped in that golden scarf, he seemed to tell me that the little prince had returned to our blue planet again.

Zhao Rui's pilot is also good, and the goggles are a bit like Snoopy's. He was still a little nervous, but fortunately, the acting skills of "The Little Prince" were enough to last a play.

"You have suffered a loss, and on the last one, the audience and judges are aesthetically fatigued, and they are already relatively deep, so everyone's brains may not be able to move." My sister is still messaging me, "I really like the drama between the two of you." I'm the judge, and I'll vote for you first. ”

"Second place is okay."

"No, Wei Wei, you're doing a great job! Although I kind of want to laugh when I watch it, hahahahaha Especially the sneer and 'I'm going to die a little backbone', with your stupid face, I want to laugh and cry when I see it. It's so righteous and awe-inspiring, my Wei Wei is really going to be heroic and righteous, so he was not tied up and escorted away. It's like the scene facing the firing squad, and the movie feels like it...... Hmph, if I hadn't read the novel before, I would have wanted to call someone to save you! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister's little girlish heart! My brave little brother, you are super handsome today, Mi Le and Ye Ruiyang also acted very well, although the name you used in the play made me play, but looking back, it is quite good, it seems that you are really going to the execution ground, and you have a sense of substitution. ”

"How do I feel like you'd love to see this? Curse us if you have nothing to do? ”

"What's the matter, in short, you chose the script well, and the role was played well. In other words, if you are interested in Sartre and his gang, I can recommend some works to you, such as ......"

It's also funny, she first forbade me to read a batch of books, and now she pushes me another batch of books. But I do like this script, it's an adaptation of Mr. Huang from the novel. On the morning of the 7th, there was no text in the Chinese class, and he took us to read the novel. The author was Jean-Paul Sartre of France, and he had a long title, not only as a writer, but also because he turned down the Nobel Prize for Literature. My sister likes French literature very much, and when Mr. Huang was talking, I guessed that she might have read his works. [2]

The plot of the novel is very simple, it begins with the arrest of three revolutionary fighters during the Spanish Civil War, one of whom is not actually a soldier, his brother is, he is just a child. The three of them went into the cell, and soon they were told that they would be shot the next morning, and the child broke down and cried, and Tom, another revolutionary, became more and more frightened, and peed his pants in a gaffe. The protagonist of the novel, "I", is also afraid, but he resolutely faces death, trying to maintain his composure and sanity, and maintain his dignity, "I want to die a little backbone". They waited in their cells to be executed, and then a doctor came, saying that he was helping them, but in fact he was a lackey of ***, who came here to observe and play with the suffering of three dying people. He would also suddenly remind them what time it was, cruel and disgusting, as if he was constantly telling them that the time for the execution was getting closer and closer. When the morning of death came, the firing squad took the child and Tom, and "I" heard the gunshots that killed them, but still tried to control myself from breaking down. However, the *** officer did not shoot "me", but asked "me" to confess the whereabouts of his comrade on the condition of his life. "I" naturally didn't want to betray my comrades, and in order to tease the *** elements, I deliberately said that my comrades were in the cemetery and wanted them to run away in vain. When the officer returned, "I" was about to be righteous, but was left with my life. It turned out that the comrade really hid in the cemetery in the morning, and "I" betrayed him with an unintentional joke. The protagonist ends up sitting on the ground laughing profusely, laughing so much that his eyes are filled with tears.

A black joke, no one could laugh after reading it with Lao Huang. He read the novel again, talking about existentialism, freedom of choice, absurdity, and serendipity that I honestly didn't understand. There is also a sentence, "others are hell", which kind of reminds me of the conversation I had with Miller before, and I don't know how he felt when he read it. Lao Huang asked everyone to think about it after class, and in the afternoon, the two classes will have a common class meeting, and the actors will be selected in class.

As a result, except for the representatives of the language classes in two classes, no one signed up. The two of them didn't think about who they wanted to play, and they both said that they listened to the teacher's arrangement, and it seemed that they were reluctantly supporting Teacher Huang. It's not that the novel and the script are bad, but it may be a little more difficult for us, we are all twelve or thirteen-year-olds, and we don't know how to act.

Teacher Huang said that since no one signed up, he would directly order someone. Lao Ban had a gloating expression on his side, and I really doubt that Lao Huang would ask him to play the dog-legged doctor.

The first one to be ordered was Miller, who came to play Julius, the kid. The class meeting was in our class, and Mi Le moved a stool and sat between me and Ye Ruiyang. Ye Ruiyang patted him proudly and said don't be afraid, it's not really shot. Miller snorted, no reluctance on his face, but not much fun. Lao Huang has always valued him, and Mi Le knows this kindness well. Lao Huang told him to go, and he would never refuse. As a student, the appreciation and trust of the teacher is always fascinating. When this appreciation and trust comes from your favorite teacher, it naturally becomes the best encouragement in the world.

He then assigned roles to the two class representatives, Gu Feifei from the second class played the *** officer, and Li Lu from our class played the doctor. It was quite surprising that the girls played reactionaries, and Lao Huang also said that he would rent them a few sets of uniforms. He then lets Zhang Taotao play Garcia, a baker who never asks about politics, whose only role is to tell the protagonist the news of his comrade's arrest at the end.

The main characters are still "me" and Tom. Lao Huang's gaze swept over the dense tables and chairs under the podium, and finally froze at us, which instantly made me and Ye Ruiyang feel excited. The hunch was right, and he immediately asked Ye Ruiyang to play Tom. Now it was Mile who laughed at him, saying that he didn't really need to pee his pants, just splash it with water. If it weren't for class, the two of them would have had to make a fuss. But Ye Ruiyang didn't refuse, his idle personality may really want to act, maybe he is waiting for the teacher to call his name. In the novel, it is written that Tom is quite strong, white and fat, and he is a bit like our boss.

"Teacher, I want to sign up to be an actor!" Brother Chuan, who was sitting behind us, suddenly raised his hand.

"Who do you want to play?" Lao Huang asked.

Nine times out of ten, it's Ibita, it's the "me". Ye Ruiyang peed his pants in fright, but Brother Chuan regarded death as home, and I wanted to laugh when I thought of this scene. Boss Ye glared at him fiercely, the praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch were behind, he was waiting for the teacher to order him, and Brother Chuan was waiting for him to finish choosing the role.

"I'm on a firing squad! A dozen and one accurate, the quality of service is satisfactory to you! As he spoke, he put on a shooting pose, and the non-existent muzzle of the gun shook twice towards Ye Ruiyang's head. Both classes burst into laughter.

"Are you cheap?" Ye Ruiyang turned around and scolded him in the midst of noisy laughter.

Lao Huang really agreed, and by the way, he asked everyone who else was doing the group performance. Shooting a classmate was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the boys all raised their hands enthusiastically, and a group of people was gathered in an instant. Later, a few girls were selected to play the captured civilians and detectives.

Ibita is the only one left to pick out. It's also normal that the most important characters in the whole novel and script will appear in the finale.

After looking around again, no one raised their hand. The performance requires off-script, and Ibita's lines are the most, there will be long monologues, and the requirements for acting skills are also very high. Lao Huang walked down from the podium, through the obstacles of the chairs of his classmates, and walked seemingly casually, like playing drumming and passing flowers, but he didn't know where he would stop. I tilted my head and thought about the novel I had read this morning.

What a strange person Ibita is. I don't understand the concepts that Lao Huang talked about, but I can understand the fear and bravery of the protagonist, even the self-defeating joke. The last thing I know is that he keeps saying that since my life is over, it's worthless. How can it be worthless? If the sacrifice is worthless, why should one die?

Millet put his hand on my right shoulder. Maybe he wants to talk to me about something. But this is a class, although Lao Huang doesn't pay much attention to classroom discipline, but it's not good to hook shoulders and backs, and our old class is also there.

I subconsciously wanted to knock his hand off my right shoulder, but when I did, I realized that it was a right hand, and Millet, who was sitting on my left, could only put his left hand on my shoulder. And that hand was much larger and thicker than Millet.

"Peve, you'll act."

I didn't react until Lao Huang sent the script down. I became the main character. looked at Mi Le and Ye Ruiyang beside him in a daze, as if we had just been arrested in a prison cell. Rehearsals are about to begin, and Lao Huang said that we can change the names of the characters in the play according to our needs, because their full names are too long, and it is easier to enter the play if they are familiar ones.

I only saw the title on the first page of the script, which was exactly the same as the novel, "The Wall".

[1] "One Hundred Years of Solitude": "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is a novel written by Colombian writer García Márquez, which is his masterpiece and a representative work of Latin American magical realist literature, and is known as "a masterpiece that reproduces the historical and social picture of Latin America". The work depicts the saga of seven generations of the Buendía family and the rise and fall of the Caribbean coastal town of Macondo over a century, reflecting a century of Latin America's changing history. The work incorporates myths and legends, folk tales, religious allusions and other mysterious elements, skillfully blending reality and fantasy, showing a magnificent imaginary world, and has become one of the important classic literary masterpieces of the 20th century.

[2] Jean-Paul Sartre (1905-1980) was a French 20th-century philosopher, writer, dramatist, critic, and social activist. He refused to accept any awards during his lifetime, including the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1964. His companion was Simon Beauvoir. He is the author of the novels "The Wall", "Disgusting" and "The Road to Freedom", the plays "The Fly" and "Confinement", and the academic treatises "Being and Nothingness" and "Existentialism is a Humanism".