Big cattle and horses
"What's going on? Why are they moving modular racks upstairs?"
Meng Qian had been resting her eyes in her seat while waiting, but suddenly she heard a lot of noise on the stage.
The pulleys of the combination rack made a dull roar on the stage, the volunteers' conversations and footsteps came one after another, and the microphone exploded, making a crackling sound.
"Zhou Xi, wake up and go take a look!"
Meng Qian lifted Zhou Xi's coat that covered his knees, pulled him up, and ran backstage.
"Why are you moving props?"
The volunteer in the red vest was already busy as hell, and stopped unhappily: "Their choir needs to rehearse, what's wrong?"
Meng Qian suppressed her temper and squeezed to the front.
"Teacher Wang!"
Wang Xiaoli stopped directing the volunteers to move things and turned around: "Hey, Meng Qian, why are you here?"
"Teacher Wang, the next rehearsal time is for our dance, why are you here early?"
Wang Xiaoli slapped her forehead in annoyance.
"Oops! Look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that our choir finally found a time when everyone is here, so I wanted to switch with you."
How could she possibly forget such a thing? Meng Qian suddenly understood.
"Meng Qian, there are so many of us. You guys, there are only two of you on this show anyway, so just wait a little longer, okay?"
“…”
Meng Qian turned around and saw dozens of people crowded together at the back, unable to move. Their eyes were staring at this place with a hint of annoyance, not understanding why they suddenly stopped.
She and Zhou Xi were uninvited guests.
How could an arm twist stronger than a thigh? Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhou Xi gently tapped Meng Qian's arm and said, "It's okay. Let's wait a moment."
"Okay, Mr. Wang, then you guys hurry up, we won't disturb you anymore."
"Come on, line up!"
Dozens of people began to get restless again.
"careful."
Zhou Xi protected Meng Qian, who was only wearing a dance costume, behind him.
The two retreated to a corner and waited until the choir and teacher came on stage before leaving.
"Sorry for getting you into trouble." Meng Qian suppressed her anger and apologized to Zhou Xi.
"It's okay. What happened? I can see that the teacher is up to no good."
Meng Qian sat back down. "My dance teacher and Teacher Wang have always been at odds with each other, so naturally, Teacher Wang doesn't treat me well."
Zhou Xi didn't get annoyed by the long wait, and said calmly: "What a coincidence, enemies often meet on narrow roads."
"snort!"
Zhou Xi smiled and said, "Well, do you want to file a complaint and ask your teacher to seek justice for you?"
"You're overthinking it. Making a big deal out of a small matter isn't pretty at all, and it's not worth the teacher's time."
"Well, thank you for your hard work. You are the one who communicates all these things, and I act like a big boss." Zhou Xi folded his right leg over his left leg, really like a big boss.
Meng Qian's tense expression suddenly faltered: "Humph! You knew that too."
"But it's nothing. I'm in the dance team, so I have to greet teachers and people every day. Many of them look familiar to me."
"Well, supernatural powers are great."
Meng Qian asked, "Why don't you go professional?"
"Um?"
Zhou Xi didn't expect the topic to change so quickly, as if he had been punched.
Thinking of the secret Gao Liyang told her last time, she now also experienced this feeling.
But Zhou Xi didn't answer and asked instead: "In your opinion, should I go professional?"
"Well, it plays well, so why not?"
In Meng Qian's eyes, since he has such ability, he should not be buried, let alone humiliated. She doesn't understand why Zhou Xi acts as if it is none of his business.
"I don't like it, I don't like it. Why should I continue?" Zhou Xi said in a flat tone, but exhaled very lightly.
Gold can shine wherever it goes, but it will only shine on its own if it likes to, otherwise the luster will not gather.
Meng Qian was choked, but still refused to give up: "Then why did you learn it in the first place? And why didn't you persist after learning it?"
"I was young at the time. When I first started learning, I was led around and praised. I thought I liked it. Later, I realized I didn't like it and quit in time. At least I didn't give up because I was disgusted."
Meng Qian took a long time to utter, "It's a pity that such a great talent is buried."
"What about you? Putting aside your good looks, do you really like dancing?"
"I…"
"I, I was the one asking you, how come you are asking me now?" Meng Qian frowned. Zhou Xi was still as sharp as before.
"You hesitated."
“For me now, I just know that I enjoy being on stage, and dance is the way for me to be there.”
Zhou Xi supported his chin and said, "That's good. So, if what you learn is meaningful, then learn it. If it is meaningless, then there is no need to learn it."
"Okay, as long as you don't regret it."
"But, Zhou Xi, you have changed."
Meng Qian did not hide her disappointment. She could no longer see the ambition in Zhou Xi's eyes. It seemed that nothing could arouse her interest.
Meng Qian clenched the thin fabric of her training clothes. She would never let herself end up like this.
Zhou Xi had heard a lot of similar words and had long been immune to them. She was now like Xiaoqiang, who could not be killed. She stood up and said, "Really? People will change. Let's go backstage."
Zhou Xi and Meng Qian quickly finished their reunion on stage.
"See you tomorrow."
"good."
Thursday morning at ten o'clock.
All program personnel gathered at the center. After the program chief planner and general control teacher explained all the precautions, they followed the procedures and began the first big rehearsal.
The first three program staff members were waiting backstage, while the rest were sitting in the audience.
Zhou Xi and Meng Qian's show was the second one, and the opening act was a pop band.
The celebratory BGM sounded, and the four hosts came out from behind the curtain one by one, at a certain distance, with standard smiles on their faces.
Wu Jiang stood in the middle of the audience, one hand on his waist and the other holding the microphone.
"As soon as the music stops, the host starts saying the words immediately. Don't hesitate!"
"Honey…"
"Louder!"
“…”
"Okay, okay! Host, please get off quickly!"
"Band on!"
Ping pong, bang bang, bang bang.
"Hurry up! Students moving the props, hurry up!"
"Don't drag your instrument on the ground, lift it up!"
"Wait a minute, music teacher! Please play music for a moment!"
Meng Qian was stretching, and Zhou Xi was hiding behind the curtain watching her. After a while, he returned to Meng Qian's side.
"This general control teacher is a bit fierce."
Meng Qian was very calm: "When he gets angry, he's very explosive. Just wait and see. Today is our first day of communication, and he's definitely going to curse at everything."
"Roasted?"
"Well, when our dance team was recording the city's excellent class, he scolded us like a madman."
"Tsk! How miserable."
"Nothing, we're almost there, just go ahead."
On the stage, the lights dimmed.
"Volunteers, come on! Five seconds! All instruments, move down! From the left, everyone, from the left!"
Suddenly, the stage was in chaos again, with people moving drum kits, microphones, and elevators...
Everyone went up and finally finished moving everything and went down the other side, but no one was able to lift the piano. It was left alone, so pitiful.
Zhou Xi stood aside, leaning like a pole. She was not so powerful that she could move it up like a strongman.
"Next show, where are the people?"
“!”
The microphone changed pitch and the piercing sound spread throughout the venue.
“Bang!”
"Hey, hey, hey! Woo!"
"Shh~ha~wu~"
Someone on the stage called out, "Teacher Wu, wait a minute, we're looking for someone to move the piano."
Wu Jiang turned off the microphone and rushed to the backstage in two steps.
"What's going on?"
"Teacher, we don't have enough volunteers, and we haven't had time to prepare the piano yet..."
The president of the student union, He Ximei, was so busy that sweat broke out on her forehead. She held a notebook in her hand and kept sending messages.
"Hurry up and call for help. Find a few more people here to make sure the students who can move the piano are in place. Yes, it's best to call boys..."
"Okay, Teacher Wu!"
He Ximei had a work badge hanging around her slender neck and a black hat on her head, covering most of her expression. Her hot low ponytail hung down behind her, and she looked like a hardworking person.
In fact, she was biting her back teeth so hard that she wanted to stab someone.
Damn it!
She is a damned big ox and horse, everyone is an ancestor, you can't neglect her, you can't offend her, they just know how to order her around, tell her to do this and that, she is like a superhero, she...
Damn it, that bastard, she didn’t say she needed so many people, but she just knew how to trick her. If something goes wrong, everyone will hold her accountable!
"What's the next show?"
He Ximei quickly opened the memo and said, "The next program is a chorus. Uh, it also requires piano and three large iron combination stands."
Zhou Xi took a breath and lit a candle for He Ximei.
"Teacher Wu, I'm so sorry, our superiors didn't tell us this in advance, so we don't have enough staff."
"I don't care what you do, now, immediately, go recruit people!"
He Ximei's fists hardened and she clenched her phone.
"Okay, okay, Teacher Wu! Thank you for your hard work, Teacher!"
“…”
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
"Hey, here they come!"
He Ximei beckoned the seven boys over and said, "Six of you will have to carry the piano, and one will have to carry the piano stool. Don't push the piano, it's too loud."
"good!"
"good!"
He Ximei ran forward, the badge on her chest swaying, and she forcefully pulled open the red curtain.
"See the red sign over there? Lift it there later, then immediately come back the same way. Don't talk while you're doing it, and walk as quietly as possible. Next program..."
"The next program is the chorus. After you come down, help move this stand. Two people in a group, push it behind the curtain here first."
"When they're dancing and the lights dim, I'll immediately get on the stage..."
"The chorus is over, too..."
"No, there are not enough people. The shelf and the piano must be taken down at the same time, otherwise it will take too much time, otherwise..." He Ximei muttered to herself, her head spinning rapidly.
She must have done something really bad in her previous life. Why did she join the student union in her first year of high school? She even wanted to slap herself in the face. Why did she run for president? Okay.
"He Ximei!"
"Hey, teacher, here I come!"
"Wait a moment, everyone!" He Ximei stopped sending messages and immediately listened to Wu Jiang's instructions.
"How many students are there who are carrying the props for the first show?"
"Ten!"
He Ximei thought about it quickly in her head.
"After we come down from stage left, forget it. Come on, you seven boys, listen up. You're only responsible for carrying the piano. Don't worry about the stand. Do you understand?"
He Ximei: “…”
Damn, I need to find a few more people.
"good!"
"He Ximei, call six people from the first program. After moving the instruments, come over from the left stage immediately."
"OK!"
"Then, push the stand at the back behind the curtain, a little to the left so it doesn't hit the piano above. As soon as the second program is over, put the stand back up immediately."
"receive!"
"Where's the choir teacher?"
He Ximei had breathed a sigh of relief, but now it was brought up again, and she almost had a heart attack. Damn it, what does the choir teacher have to do with her? She should only supervise her own program instead of him.
"He Ximei, what's going on? Why didn't you confirm the teacher's arrival in time?"
"Teacher, our teacher is coming." Someone spoke.
He Ximei wiped the sweat from her forehead. She was so tired. She would definitely lose six pounds after this.
"I can't rehearse, what are you doing?"
“Still on the way!”
"We've been waiting for a long time!"
“That’s right!”
“…”
A bunch of people were chattering.
"Quiet! What are you making so much noise for! All choir students, be quiet! Listen up! Stand in the formation you rehearsed. You'll stand behind this stand. Once it's up, follow it. Do you understand?!"
“I heard it!”
“I heard it!”
“…”
"Okay, He Ximei!"
"Hey, here we are!"
"You organize it, I'll go to the front to check the results. Remember, we need to be quick!"
"Got it, teacher!"
"Get ready, three, two, one, go!" He Ximei started counting.
Meng Qian went up, and Zhou Xi waited until the piano went up before following.
"Hurry! Students who are moving the pianos, hurry up!" He Ximei urged from the side, wishing she had a pair of eyes on the back of her head.
“…”
"Wait a moment!"
He Ximei's heart skipped a beat. Haha, what weird thing happened again?
"Attention, fellow dancers! Come a little closer, it's too late!"
"Hey! Okay, okay! That's enough. Remember the spot you chose now and don't go off the track!"
"Lighting teacher, please change the light. Make sure it's white and not too slanted!"
"Okay, let's get started!"
Meng Qian nodded slightly towards Zhou Xi.
"Yeah, sure. Okay, keep it up."
“…”
"Okay, sure. Dancers will go down from the left, and piano players will go down from the lower right."
"Wait a minute! Piano player, get off from the left side of the piano and don't bump into the students on the shelf!"
"call!"
Zhou Xi heard the girl in black gasping and coughing.
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! Cough! Damn it! I'm going to die!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
He Ximei looked up, her eyes lit up, and a piece of paper was handed to her.
"Thank you, junior sister. You play the piano very well."
"Thank you, school girl?"
"Oh, I'm a senior, and I saw on the list that you're a freshman." He Ximei took out her phone. "Pretty schoolgirl, can you add me on WeChat?"
Working doesn't prevent He Ximei from meeting beautiful women.
"Oh, okay."
"Not bad, I was chosen for the first party in high school."
"Hello, Senior."
"Hey, can you do me a favor?"
He Ximei took out a battery from her pocket and said, "I just bought this. The teacher in charge said that one of the microphones is out of batteries. I'm too busy here. Could you give me a replacement?"
"You recognize the teacher who was giving the command just now, right?"
"It will be quick. Just give it to him. The teacher is at the center console in the auditorium."
"good."
"Thank you, I'm really too busy! Love you!"
He Ximei smiled and sent them away, then immediately changed her expression and entered a state of ox-horse: "Xiao Min, hurry up and urge the people from the sixth program to come over, and tell them to keep quiet when they come!"
"And, wait a minute..."
“Ahem!”
Zhou Xi walked up the stairs towards the audience seats against the light.
The auditorium is divided in the middle to serve as an aisle and also as a place for a row of equipment.
After I gave him the key, I turned around and realized that this perspective was indeed very different. It had an all-encompassing view, as if everything was under my control.
It feels a bit good.
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