Every year in mid-to-late November, New Century Art School holds an art exhibition week, which is similar to other school sports days.

During the art exhibition, students suspend classes and do not stop learning, and being an audience and enjoying the performances of their classmates is also a way of learning.

Students were notified that there would be a girl group performance between 10 and 12 o'clock as a warm-up event for the week.

The students would rather clean up than be the audience, because there were too many programs in the performance week, but looking at today's situation, the students also knew that things were extraordinary, and they sat quietly and performed quite well.

Seeing a group of school leaders appear on the field, the scene became noisy.

"Principal Wu is also here, I heard that Principal Wu won the Great Cherry Blossom Award, do you know?"

"It's the Golden Kirin!"

"The Golden Kirin Award is the Great Cherry Blossom Award, and the popular name is ......"

"Then isn't he an international director, oh my God!"

“……”

In fact, the vast majority of students don't recognize the leaders of the whole school, whether they are the leaders of the school or the leaders who come from other places to inspect, and the students don't care about that.

There is only one school leader known to all the students in the school, Wu Dong! Principal Wu.

The students whispered and did not make a loud noise, but hundreds of people muttered together.

"Quiet!"

"Quiet!"

The class teachers, teachers, and student union officials began to intervene, and the voices gradually subsided.

As the leader sat down, the music suddenly sounded.

Nine girls dressed in crimson cheongsams, holding umbrellas, and holding fans slowly walked onto the stage like ladies who had crossed out of the murals.

"Wow!!"

"Wow......"

There were bursts of exclamations at the scene, and the teacher couldn't help it.

There is no need to mention the 97 boys in the art school, one by one they were dumbfounded, and a few halas came out.

The screams are all girls, what do I call pity, what does it mean to behead men and women!

A professional with first-class tasting ability like Director Zang has not lost his temper, and he also commented seriously: "The classical and fresh soundtrack, coupled with the fresh and refined temperament of these girls, is too gripping." ”

Wu Dong nodded slightly, and Liu Feifei said with a smile: "I have to give you advice, so that we can improve and improve." ”

The others were completely intoxicated, and no one answered at all.

The rhythm of the music changed, and the beauties who seemed to have just come to the stage for a walk turned around and faced the audience, and completed their appearance with the help of fans and paper umbrellas in their hands.

Yu Chenquan carried the umbrella behind him and took a small step forward:

After passing through the ancient street behind the alley, you can watch the sunset next to the green wall

Just because it was a casual glance, disturbing my thoughts day and night

After singing two sentences, the scene was silent, and the students who just wanted to share their experiences with their peers stared intently at the stage.

Is this their classmate?

In the art school, unexpectedly, how can there be such a person!

The boys, girls, and even the teachers felt very unreal.

In fact, those girls who participated in the selection and were eliminated later were a little unwilling.

They faintly hope that the nine girls will be smashed, and they also want to find a balance in their hearts.

However, such a plot did not happen, no one came out to say it, the lyrics were average or the song was flawed, and then he was slapped in the face.

There was no way, Yu Chenquan shocked the audience as soon as he opened his mouth!

Activate the Shock skill.

The audience was silent, and even Director Zhang, who wanted to say two words of praise, couldn't speak in this rhythm.

After Xiao Yu finished singing two sentences, he withdrew and retreated back to the people, and another girl walked forward.

The nine people alternately advanced and retreated, and sang and danced in rhythm, which was incomparably compatible......

I want to turn into a butterfly and ride the clouds through the lush leaves

……

Send the acacia to the bright moon

……

You are dreaming of the crescent moon, and then there will be joys and sorrows

You are the wind that dyes the maple leaves red, so that my thoughts will be all over the mountains

……

The lyrics are not complicated, followed by three repetitions, and the girl's movements are ups and downs, elegant and rhythmic.

It wasn't long, and it was only five minutes after singing and dancing.

The ladies saluted sideways to the audience, and a gesture of great fortune took the curtain off the stage.

The actors have taken a curtain call, and the scene is still quiet.

After about a minute, Wu Dong saw the cold field and spoke first, "Director Zang, Director Zhang, Director Ji, take a look and give some advice." ”

"Good!" Director Zang glanced at Wu Dong, shouted and applauded.

The other two also applauded vigorously, ignoring Wu Dong.

Give an opinion, give a hairy opinion, I have never seen such a wonderful performance, they can give a hair.

The audience applauded!

The girls backstage didn't have time to get excited, and they hurried into the makeshift locker room, a place fenced off by a curtain.

Director Zang finally relented, and he smiled, "Actually, I'm a little worried. As soon as you talk about girl groups, I'm afraid of being like a stick. ”

Director Ji also spoke, and he let out a sigh, "Hey! Those movements of the sticks, I was worried about the yin, splitting legs, and digging the crotch just now, you guys are really good. ”

"Smack" Director Zhang couldn't help but slap the table, "Well, that's good!" We danced this at the opening ceremony of this exhibition. When the time comes, he will give him those customers from all over the country! Let them see the heritage of our ancient capital of the six dynasties. ”

"Fresh, elegant, like a spring breeze, and the mood is agitated." Director Zang did not hesitate to praise at all.

"Hahaha, I want to become an ancient person now, and see if I have a chance to meet such a beautiful woman in the ancient street behind this alley." Principal Wen Jianguo smiled.

……

The performance lasted from 9 o'clock to 10:10 o'clock, which was not long, and the leaders screened it again, and finally selected 7 programs, about 40 minutes long, to be performed when the city leaders inspected.

It was a successful meeting, and the leaders came to commend Wu Dong, and they were very relaxed after watching the selected performances of the art school, and praised the school leaders, including the leading institutions of the arts, the Bureau of Culture and Sports and the Education Commission......

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Entrepreneurship is like planting flowers, you can't slack off in fertilizing and loosening the soil in the early stage, otherwise you will die if you accidentally spend it.

After the initial stage, if you water it regularly, it will take root and grow on its own.

Langlang Media has them, Mu Shengnan, Li Ran, Long Wenxuan, Fu Sijia, Lan Yuechun; There are Mu Shengnan, Taishi Zhuohui, Wang Hui, and Hong Xuetao in the studio.

In fact, there is no need for Wu Dong for specific operations, the development of the company and the development of artists are directly related to the income of managers and agents, how can they relax.

Hong Xuetao is very annoying in Yanjing now.

He was entangled by a middle-aged woman who claimed to be the mother and agent of actor Liu Qianqian.

"I've read the script, and I think Ling'er still has to be played by my daughter."

Liu Qianqian, do you know who it is?

(End of chapter)