Another nightmare night.
Shao Jingque woke up from a nap and felt dizzy and weak all over. When he stood up, he felt a chill on his back and realized that he was sweating again.
It was getting late, and she didn't have time to take a hot shower to wash off the sweat, so she could only quickly change into clean clothes and go out.
Fortunately, she was not late this morning. Qu Jingyun, who had not been seen for a few days, actually came today and called all the actors to the rehearsal room for a meeting with great fanfare.
The actors were standing in a row below the stage, and Qu Jingyun was standing alone on the stage, looking down at everyone's face. As expected, when he saw Shao Jingque, he snorted coldly.
Shao Jingque had a headache at the moment, but he pretended not to notice her little movements. He was only thinking about finishing the meeting quickly and going to the infirmary to get some medicine.
Qu Jingyun raised his chin proudly, and after putting on enough airs in front of everyone, he said leisurely:
"I called everyone here today because I have something important to tell you. It concerns every one of you. I hope you will listen carefully to every word I say next."
Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and none of them could guess what Deputy Captain Qu was up to.
Qu Jingyun set his sights on Shao Jingque, who was frowning, and raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth——
She hasn't said anything yet, but Shao Jingque looks like she's dying. If she finishes speaking, this damn girl will be worried to death!
Qu Jingyun cleared his throat and said:
"Next week, the Provincial Art Troupe will come to conduct a six-month assessment of our troupe. This assessment is very important to everyone. Any comrades who fail to meet the standards will have their employment relations terminated by the Art Troupe and will be sent back to their hometowns."
As soon as these words came out, the actors in the audience immediately lost their composure and asked anxiously:
"Captain Qu, why is this happening?"
"If you don't meet the standards, just practice more. It's not a mistake, how can you fire someone?"
"I've never heard of such severe consequences for failing an assessment before. Why is it our turn..."
Qu Jingyun anticipated that this would cause controversy and had already made preparations to deal with it. She glared at him, raised her eyebrows, and scolded him:
"Why?! Because none of you are professionally competent! And what are you talking about in the past? Are you even worthy enough to compare yourselves to the veteran artists of the past?"
"Look back at the awards hanging on the wall of our rehearsal room. Which one of them wasn't earned by outstanding veteran artists in the past? But what about you?"
"You've been performing for decades, and it's still the same old three things. Do you have a new stage play you can show off? Have you ever won a certificate of honor in a large-scale provincial art competition? Has anyone among you ever been named an advanced artist?"
Seeing that the people below were speechless after being asked these sharp questions by him, Qu Jingyun said with more pride:
"It turns out that the group is too tolerant of you, which is why you are so unmotivated and have completely lost the motivation to create art."
"Art needs a constant infusion of fresh blood. How long will you continue to rely on your old laurels? Are you going to keep doing this until our group collapses?!"
Listening to Qu Jingyun's sharp and piercing voice, Shao Jingque felt a splitting headache.
Little did she know that when Qu Jingyun saw her expression of pain due to headache, it made her feel much better.
Are you scared now?
Then come and beg her quickly. As long as Shao Jingque promises to listen to her obediently in the future as before, she may consider letting her go.
As if the water wasn't boiling enough, Qu Jingyun dropped another bombshell before leisurely leaving:
"This assessment will not only test your professional abilities, but also your artistic creativity. All performances participating in the assessment must be original creations. We only have one week left, so hurry up and prepare!"
She knew that Shao Jingque could indeed sing now, but so what?
Could it be possible that Shao Jingque, with only an elementary school education, could actually write a song?
There was no requirement in this provincial assessment that the program must be newly created. This was the trap Qu Jingyun dug for Shao Jingque.
If Shao Jingque doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of everyone and wants to pass the test smoothly, he can only come to me for help. Then Qu Jingyun will naturally have the upper hand again.
After saying this, Qu Jingyun left in a cool manner, leaving everyone in the rehearsal room complaining.
No matter whether it is acrobatics, dance, sketches or drama, no program can be put on stage in a short time. Only people like Qu Jingyun who are parachuted into the art troupe do not know how difficult it is to produce a program.
Only Shao Jingque didn't take the test seriously. She felt like her headache was about to explode and just wanted to leave the rehearsal room quickly and go to the infirmary to see a doctor and get medicine.
But when she arrived at the infirmary, the doctor from the art troupe took her temperature and looked at her tongue, but couldn't find out what the problem was. He didn't dare to give her medicine easily and could only let her lie on the bed and rest for a while. If the headache continued, she could go to the People's Hospital for a check-up.
Fortunately, after she slept for a while, her headache was relieved when she woke up, so she insisted on continuing to participate in the afternoon rehearsal.
I finally made it to the end of the day. As I walked out the door, I met Wu Shuang at the corner.
Wu Shuang had specially come to wait for her outside the gate of the art troupe. Her husband had gone to Shao Jingque's friend's store for a trial job today and had not returned home yet. Not knowing if the set-up was not going well, she shamelessly asked Shao Jingque to accompany her to see if he could say a few good words for her in front of her friend.
Shao Jingque's headache eased a little at this time, and he was also thinking about the situation in the photo studio, so he agreed.
As the two of them walked to the door of Yongsi Photo Studio, they heard Rong Yongsi's uncontrollable exclamation coming from the door:
"Oh my god! How did you do that?! It looks exactly like the real thing! It's amazing!"
When Shao Jingque heard this, he smiled at Wu Shuang and said:
"Sister Wu, it looks like you don't have to worry. Just by listening to the sound, I can tell how satisfied my friend is with Brother Wang's cooking skills."
Wu Shuang, who had been worried all the way, now smiled:
"As long as you are satisfied, that's good."
In fact, what she was worried about was not just the lack of the ten dollars of income at home. After all, they had survived more difficult times in the past. She was more worried that her man's confidence, which he had rebuilt with great difficulty, would be shattered again, and it would be even more difficult for him to muster the courage to live a good life in the future.
As soon as the two entered the door, Shao Jingque was shocked by the scene in front of him:
The first thing that catches the eye is a huge blackboard with the great man's red quotations written on it in neat handwriting. Books and stationery are neatly placed on two desks side by side in front of the blackboard. A glass and wooden window appears out of thin air on the left wall. Outside the window, there are blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining brightly, and a red flag is fluttering on the flagpole in the middle of the playground.
The most vivid thing is that there is a little bird standing on the windowsill, which looks as vivid as if it has just jumped in from the branch of a big tree outside the window.
It makes people feel like they have stepped into a real classroom, and they can almost hear the classmates reading aloud.
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