Chapter 150 A Blessing in Disguise

Led by Li Yan, a positive atmosphere returned to the auditorium stage.

KT boards with printed patterns are assembled like building blocks to build a three-dimensional small gatehouse group in the corner of the stage. It is not difficult to build this thing itself, but how to hide it in the Qingyu Case when the show appears again is a problem.

Teacher Tao solved the problem simply and roughly. She left a little bit of the second layer of curtain...

Although the gatehouse device has a three-dimensional effect, it is actually still in a long strip shape. When the time comes, it will be like a door opened, hidden on the side of the stage, and can be pushed out by someone when the performance is ready.

The lanterns were quickly installed. It was originally planned that the lantern shell would be put on the light bulb, and the light bulb with the wire would be passed around a lowered iron bracket, raised up and hung in the middle of the stage to form a lantern belt.

Li Yan changed her mind and stood on the stage to direct the installation of a few more lights at the gate tower, while only one was hung on the other side.

After everything is arranged, raise the bracket until it is covered by the curtain above, and then lower it to the appropriate height while Li Yan prepares for the show.

The question that was supposed to come finally came. Teacher Tao asked on behalf of everyone present:
"Originally this was also a gatehouse, what should we do now?"

"Don't we have a live calligraphy show? Is anyone there?"

"You want to write calligraphy?" Teacher Tao was stunned.

"Ah."

"Then come with me. The calligraphy club's activity venue is in the teaching building. There are several activity rooms inside, which are sometimes used by student clubs." Teacher Tao said as he twisted his hips and set off.

"Ruofei, let's go."

Li Ruofei was stunned and hurriedly followed.

Li Yan hesitated for a moment, but still persuaded the students who were about to rush over, "Just wait for the results."

Lin Heng understood immediately, "Writing calligraphy requires concentration, please don't disturb him."

"Li Yan also knows calligraphy?" Ding Qing asked in a low voice.

Su Ya disagreed, "He was conducting on the stage just now like a god, so what's the big deal about knowing calligraphy?"

Chen Fan also nodded, "I'm not surprised at all."

Lin Heng looked at the school's stage technicians who were adjusting the height of the lanterns and said with emotion: "Our show... is really a bit privileged, right, Zheng Mo."

Lin Zhengmo lowered his head and said after a long while: "I can also write calligraphy. Does he think my level is not good enough?"

"He doesn't know you can!"

"You don't know either?"

Lin Heng covered his face, "Well, well...if you want to participate, you have to say it yourself. It's too late to say it now. Everyone is gone."

“I don’t want to participate.”

"I don't understand you." Lin Heng shrugged, "You asked me to ask yesterday, so I asked."

Lin Zhengmo's expression remained unchanged, but his whole body was frozen.

"Don't tell me."

"You are so weird. It's you who asked me to ask him who is prettier between you and that senior sister."

"Ahhh, stop talking, stop talking." Lin Zhengmo rarely showed a rich expression, and suddenly slapped Lin Heng hard on the back by swinging his hands.

There was a crisp sound, and everyone fell silent.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Lin Heng looked at Lin Zhengmo who was covering his mouth in surprise, "What's wrong with me? It hurts a lot."

"It was an accident." The girl lowered her head.

Everyone in the audience was completely confused. If they didn't know that these two were siblings, they would have thought it was some new type of flirting.

"Do you like Li Yan?"

"Impossible." Lin Zhengmo replied very straightforwardly, "Chuyi, how can you say that? If you fall in love too early, you will be beaten to death when you go home."

"He said Senior Sister is pretty."

"Oh, indeed." Lin Zhengmo nodded. She did not show the disappointment that Lin Heng thought she would have. Instead, she seemed relieved.

"Why, are you satisfied with this answer?"

"That's good. If he really liked me, I would be very distressed."

Lin Heng laughed silently, "Damn, I never thought you were so narcissistic!"

"Snap!" Another crisp sound was heard, making Lin Heng grimace in dismay.

In the teaching building, Teacher Tao searched for the key for a long time and opened the activity room of the calligraphy club.

As soon as the door opened, there was a scent of ink and paper, and Li Ruofei took a deep breath.

"What do you think?" asked Teacher Tao.

"Traditional culture, and a famous poem. Calligraphy works are actually very good decorations." Li Yan rubbed his hands, "Borrow a few large pieces of rice paper from the calligraphy club, write seven or eight pieces, find a rack with wheels, hang it up like drying clothes, and push it out when you get on stage. Put it on the side without the gatehouse, which just corresponds to the prosperity of the gatehouse side."

"Does it have anything to do with the dance choreography?" Teacher Tao asked.

"Yes, Yunzhi mentioned the idea of ​​different settings for both sides. I thought about it, too, but..." Li Yan suddenly smiled, "Teacher Tao, sometimes some ideas are just not what God intended."

"Is it this time?"

"It's a blessing in disguise."

Teacher Tao laughed, "You kid, you still have some tricks up your sleeve?"

"Isn't this just to amaze everyone? To be honest, I haven't even seen what the dance is like, and I am one of the people who was amazed."

"These things for the calligraphy club were also bought by the school. Use them and don't ask about whether to borrow them or not." Teacher Tao waved his hand.

"Okay, Ruofei, go ahead."

Li Ruofei was so absorbed in listening that he didn't react immediately. "I...I?"

"Otherwise?"

"Didn't you write it?"

"Then why did I call you here..."

Damn, that makes sense! Li Ruofei suddenly became nervous, poured the ink, took a deep breath and stood in front of the desk.

"Ayan, why don't you and Teacher Tao stop looking at me. I'm a little nervous."

Teacher Tao laughed, waved his hand and walked out the door, "I'll go back to the office first, come find me when you're done."

"I have to watch."

"What?"

"You have to teach me." Li Yan said sincerely.

No way, you're here again? Li Ruofei's pen was shaking. Everyone had seen how Lin Heng was shocked and hit by Li Yan step by step during the preparations for this art performance. He didn't expect that he would be tricked in the last step!
"That's not right. I remember that you are good at writing with a pen. Do you have a basic knowledge of calligraphy?"

How should I put it, a writing score of 41 is definitely not low, but since I have never touched brush calligraphy, I really can’t say that I can do it.

"Yes, but I've never touched a brush before, so I need to get used to it."

Having said that, I have read a lot of appreciation works and also used soft brushes to paint. My level of hard-tip writing is there, and I have an understanding of strokes, character shapes, and even the overall layout and writing style.

Even without a system, given his own talent, it is understandable that he could produce good works in an afternoon even though he had never touched brush calligraphy before.

This is not the case with a system.

Li Ruofei finished writing one word at a time, and then he exhaled, "I'm not satisfied with a few words, but overall it's okay."

"Great, there are many variations, and your basic skills are superb." Li Yan nodded, "Just watching, I have a lot of insights."

"For example?"

“It turns out that wrists can be so flexible.”

"what?……"

As Li Yan spoke, he spread out paper on another desk and picked up a pen.

Ruo Feijun swallowed and looked forward to Li Yan's performance.

As a result, Li Yan didn't write anything at all. People who didn't know him would think that he was studying the topic of "On the relationship between the amount of water output of a brush and its posture."

After nodding for a long time, he finally put pen to paper on the other half of the white paper. He only wrote two sentences, but they were very ordinary.

Li Ruofei breathed a sigh of relief.

Ding!
[Writing +4, Level 45 skill, total ]

Here it comes! Li Yan suddenly put aside the waste paper and spread out another one. His brush was dipped in ink. His movements were swift and confident, but he was calm and steady when he put pen to paper.

At the beginning, every stroke had to be carefully considered, but by the time he wrote the second stanza, Li Yan had already gotten into the mood. His pen moved like a dragon, his eyes were focused, his movements were graceful, and he quickly completed a whole piece of calligraphy work "Qingyu'an Yuan Xi".

Li Ruofei's breathing became heavier again. Just from the overall writing momentum, one could tell that this work was not of the same level as the two sentences written by Li Yan earlier.

But Li Yan shook his head, put it aside, spread it out again, thought for a while, and suddenly started writing, finishing it in one go.

Li Ruofei was shocked. This work was not of the same standard as the previous one!
How can things continue like this?
"Ruofei, let's write three more each. That should be enough. It would be best if we could write in different styles."

Li Ruofei really wanted to call Lin Heng and share with him his experience of having his proud heart cruelly trampled upon.

With mixed feelings, Li Ruofei finished writing his three pieces of calligraphy with great concentration. It was so cold that he actually sweated while writing calligraphy.

It’s all my fault that the roommate across the street is such a rude person.

Li Yan spread out four of his works on the ground, each one more wild than the last.

"I was happy writing towards the end, but it turned out to be a weird mess. It doesn't matter. It's not a calligraphy and painting exhibition."

"Is this called a four-legged beast?" Li Ruofei exclaimed, "This is clearly full of spiritual energy, just like what Lin Heng said, Ah Yan, you can no longer be described as a genius, you are just out of the ordinary."

Li Yan was not going to be modest. With 45 points, based on his current experience, no matter what skill it was, it would be nonsense to say that he was "not good at" it.

I can't say that it can be compared with those who are called "calligraphers", but at least laymen think it looks good and experts can see the skill behind it, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Teacher Tao, who was brought to the activity room by Li Yan to observe the results, expressed great satisfaction and praised Li Ruofei's efficiency.

"Four of them were written by Li Yan, teacher."

Teacher Tao suddenly tapped Li Yan's forehead gently, "Is this what you said you couldn't do?"

"Now I know how to do it." Teacher Tao's expression froze for a moment.

I can't tell whether this guy is really learning or just pretending, Principal, I can't tell, I really can't tell!

Teacher Tao and Li Ruofei walked very carefully along the way - even though Teacher Tao didn't hold any paper at all, for fear that a sudden gust of wind would ruin his work.

Li Yan walked briskly: "If it's broken, just write another one. The more you write, the better it will be."

Finally, before lunch time, a complete stage setting was completed. In fact, it was definitely inferior to the evening parties hosted by TV stations.

But what do people expect from the school's art performance? It's a pleasant surprise to be able to wear some of your own clothes during the performance, but who would dare to think about the scenery?

The calligraphy and paintings were spread out on a shelf, and arranged at different heights, which was quite interesting. Li Yan even pulled up two pieces of paper vertically. Although the words were not clear, the overall visual effect was very good.

He took out his phone and took pictures of the stage until the phone's memory sounded the alarm.

For most people, the preparations have been completed. Everyone ate lunch with great anticipation and waited to watch the finale show on Monday to amaze the audience.

Lin Heng gradually adjusted from being nervous to being excited, and after returning to the dormitory he kept talking to Li Yan.

But Li Yan had been perfunctory all the time. All his energy was focused on communicating with Wei Yunzhi. After changing the left gatehouse into staggered calligraphy, there were quite a few adjustments to make.

"I'm being a little willful. We've already finished rehearsing and will be performing tomorrow, but I'm still talking to you about revisions now."

"Be more willful and do your best."

"What time will you arrive tomorrow?"

"Let's change clothes and put on makeup here at school first. Your show shouldn't start until around ten or eleven, so we'll probably be there by nine."

"Change clothes and put on makeup?"

"Are we going to your backstage? [Covering mouth]"

"No, no, just curious."

“You can’t watch it.”

"That's not what I meant!"

Li Yan was chatting enthusiastically, while Lin Heng, who had just been perfunctorily treated, tugged at Liang Tiancheng's clothes, "Ban Liang, look at that guy, he can't even suppress his smile. Tsk tsk, he forgets about his brothers when he has a woman."

"I envy him so much." Liang Ban replied with something completely irrelevant.

"Liang Ban, such a beautiful senior sister, sometimes I really can't envy her enough..."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Liang Tiancheng smiled and shook his head, "His life is so wonderful. You too, Lin Heng, have this opportunity to... perform and amaze everyone."

Originally he was just joking around, but Liang Tiancheng unexpectedly responded with a sincere attack, which made Lin Heng not know how to respond. He was stunned for a long time, and finally said:

"Should I say it's good luck or bad luck, Liang Ban, sharing a dormitory with this guy."

On Monday, when Li Yan got up at six o'clock, Lin Heng was already sitting in his seat, taking a deep breath.

Being nervous or excited is inevitable.

There is a curve between people's tension level and preparedness level, which is low in the middle and high on both sides.

If you are not prepared enough, you will be nervous. If you are properly prepared, you will be calm. If you are too prepared, you will start to be nervous again.

If you are not well prepared, you will be afraid of making a fool of yourself; if you are well prepared, you will be afraid of making mistakes. The expectations of the audience and your own expectations will both become a source of pressure.

Li Yan knew this feeling. Even if he was at 50% of his mental state, he was still very nervous. After struggling for a long time last night, he finally gave up the idea of ​​looking at the novel data.

He was just worried that there would be some unacceptable negative reviews that would directly affect his performance today.

In fact, this should be a sign of mental maturity. Knowing how to adjust one's own state is a rare ability.

"Lin Heng." Li Yan turned over and got out of bed lightly, calling softly.

The two of them put on their clothes, tiptoed through the dormitory door and walked into the corridor.

"You can't sleep either?"

"I don't wake up at this time every day."

"You are so amazing now. You are not nervous at all. My teeth are sore. My heart is beating faster just thinking about today's performance."

"You've seen big scenes."

"It's different." Lin Heng rubbed his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance. "Even if I went to the TV station, I wouldn't have this feeling today."

"why?"

"It's all because of you, Lao Yan. You've elevated our show to a higher level. If I mess up this, I'll really..."

"This is our stage, our show." Li Yan put his hands in his pockets and raised his head. "You said, be a big star."

"I'm really a big star now." Lin Heng let out a long breath.

But Li Yan suddenly blinked wildly.

"Why, you feel so touched."

"I've got oil in my eyes!"

The performers needed to arrive at the auditorium lounge in advance. The art performance started at 8 o'clock, and Li Yan and her friends arrived at 7 o'clock.

Lin Zhengmo sat in the corner with her guzheng, not saying a word.

"Zheng Mo, are you nervous?" Lin Heng was also standing next to the electric piano sponsored by Teacher Tao.

They were the finale, so they had to give up the backstage channel to the previous shows.

"Don't be nervous, I promise not to make any mistakes." Lin Zhengmo's expression was calm.

But in fact, the fact that she had to make sure that she didn't make mistakes showed that she was very nervous.

There were more and more people backstage. Some were busy checking the equipment before their turn to go on stage, and some were leaning against the wall and silently reciting the Heart Sutra to calm themselves down. Li Yan even pretended to pass by. This person was actually reciting "If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled even if the sky collapses"...

The band members in the third grade of junior high school were standing or squatting, holding their instruments. They were all wearing black windbreakers and looked like secret agents. The girls in the dance team were wearing green peacock costumes and gathered together, talking in whispers. The skit performers were still rehearsing their lines. A few guys who were doing calligraphy on the spot were standing in the corner wearing Hanfu and holding brushes. They looked more humorous than the actors in the skit.

There were also the student council members who were so busy that they were about to smoke - even if it was nothing for them to do, they were still walking around with anxious expressions on their faces.

Observing others is a very interesting thing and time goes by very quickly.

Li Yan originally tried to find Lin Zhiyuan within the limited field of vision, but he couldn't even find the 403 brothers, let alone the little fat guy.

He kept using exclamation marks to cheer for Li Yan last night, which made Li Yan both moved and upset.

But when he thought that the fat boy was waiting for his performance somewhere, he felt a little relieved. This is the power of friends.

"The noise outside has calmed down a bit, and the lights have dimmed," Lin Heng glanced at them, "It's time to open. Yan, we've been preparing for such a long time, do you feel... satisfied?"

Not satisfied.

However, Li Yan did not say it. The reason for his dissatisfaction was a bit outrageous: as the preparation work progressed during this week, his scores were also improving. Among the four-level skills, "singing" +2 reached 44, "musical instrument" +2 exceeded 40%, stage directing soared by 4 points to the 40% mark, and "imagination" and "comprehension" also broke through the 50% mark after high-intensity learning attempts.

Among the third-level skills, "Music" finally broke through the 1% barrier with +40, "Performance" reached 2 points with +20, and also radiated "Acting", adding 4 points.

All in all, he is now completely different from when he first started preparing for the performance in terms of acting ability.

If I start preparing now... Li Yan shook his head in self-mockery. Without this wave of preparation, there would be no improvement. According to this idea, he would never be satisfied with his results.

"Satisfied. It requires a wonderful performance to exceed expectations." Li Yan finally smiled.

Finally, Teacher Tao walked onto the stage wearing a cheongsam. The entire audience was silent, the lights in the auditorium were turned off, leaving only the brilliance of the stage.

"Teacher Tao is the host. I thought you could just find a student." After listening to Teacher Tao's emotional opening remarks, Li Yan looked at the "big shots" sitting in the first row of the audience, and saw a familiar figure at a glance.

No way……

"Now, please allow me to have the honor to introduce to you all the leaders and guests who have come to the 'Warm Winter' art performance of Xinbei No. 1 Middle School. Let us welcome Yang Chengzhang, director of the Huaxia Artists Association, chairman of the Linjiang Artists Association, and president of the Linjiang Academy of Fine Arts. Welcome, Chairman Yang!"

The audience burst into applause.

"Welcome New Taipei City Education Bureau Director, Wang Peihua, welcome Director Wang!"

Deputy Director of the New Taipei City Cultural Affairs Bureau, Vice Chairman of the New Taipei City Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the New Taipei Daily...

Tan Li, principal of New Taipei First High School, vice principal of Rongxi High School, vice principal of New Taipei Experimental High School...

Cao Xinshuo, a famous cartoonist from Linjiang Province, the head of the New Taipei City Drama Troupe, a famous calligrapher from New Taipei City...

The people sitting in this row are much more impressive than I thought!
Li Yan was stunned. He looked at Lin Heng, whose expression was calm, and asked, "Why is the standard so high this time?"

"Is it high?"

You are really good at pretending.

"Well, it is indeed the highest among all the art performances." Lin Heng also leaned out to look at the water signs on the first row of tables. "This art performance, with the addition of traditional cultural signs, can just complete the propaganda task given by the province. According to my father, Xinbei No. 1 Middle School is helping these leaders to solve the quota. If the leaders don't come, it will be difficult to express their importance to the provincial task."

He retracted his neck and yawned. "Director Wang's son is studying in our school. Once he shows his favor, other units will pay more attention to it. There is nothing much to say about the three principals. They are very happy. Those cultural celebrities around are also alumni of New Taipei First High School. They will invite a few every year."

"Where's Yang Chengzhang?"

"I don't know about him. I don't really understand him. I don't know who is better between him and Director Wang. New Taipei is the provincial capital, but it's still ranked higher."

"Your dad is coming?"

"Then I'll ask him to perform on stage."

Lin Zhengmo was also amused, which eased the tense atmosphere a little.

"Next, please invite the New Taipei First High School Dance Club to bring you the first show..."

The dance team leader shouted, "Stand up!"

The girls dressed in green peacock costumes took light steps and officially came on stage.

Li Yan finally felt the pain in her teeth.

　Riwan is too awesome.

　　A breath of white air.

　　Tomorrow's chapter will be 10,000 words long. I hope you all enjoy reading it.

　　Then forgive me for my short and weak working days.

　　I am coding, I am coding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)