Day 58
Ever since the filming of "The Bureau of Superpowers" was finished, Ye Lai always felt uneasy.
This ominous omen was confirmed that night.
"What? A sports meet? Are you kidding me? I'm already exhausted, and you're planning a sports meet right now! Damn it! I'm going to fight you!"
Jiang Han: Do you understand the value of being pressed on the head by Xunbao for fitness?
The election officer glanced at Fu Xunyan furtively: "I didn't ask you to practice that..."
"Besides, after a week of working out, shouldn't you have more energy?"
"Well, how should I put it? Strength is largely innate. Besides, it's only been a week. How can you become a berserker?" Min Hai retorted helplessly.
"Our second public performance was just emergency training, just to grow some thin muscles to look good, but it's completely useless. Besides, the training really took a lot of energy, so now I really want to rest and make up for the energy I've used up in the past few days."
"What about you, Ye Lai? Why do you look so disagreeable?" The election officer turned around and decided to pick someone who was easy to bully.
Although Ye Lai is a proud little prince at heart, he has a face that makes him easy to bully, and he is willing to sacrifice for the sake of effect.
But he didn't expect that as the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." The edges and corners of Ye Lai that had been smoothed out returned.
Ye Lai paused as he pulled off his wig, not looking back. "Although the sports meeting is great, it's a bit boring. It's the same thing every year. Isn't it too unoriginal?"
Election Supervisor: Here’s the pen, you write the script for our daily activities!
Finally, although the election officials submitted the trainees' protest, the chief planner Yang Qing responded with the following opinion:
"I'm just asking."
Just asking, so no one's opinion will be heard.
Not only did they refuse to listen, they also learned a piece of bad news that they didn't know whether it could be considered bad news.
"Collaborate with Qianjinba? Is it necessary?" Da Pei sat up suddenly, his head full of questions.
"They gave half a million."
"Ok, fine, just pretend I didn't say anything." Da Pei lay back down.
Bai Wenji was supervising two high school students in the dormitory to recite their lessons with his arms folded, while also "spreading" gossip.
"How do you know everything?" Shen Chishu couldn't recite it and tried to interrupt and deceive him.
Bai Wenji hit him on the head neatly according to the rules, "Because I..."
Da Bae raised his hand in a corpse-like pose: "I know this question because he's such a gossip."
A wail sounded as Shen Chi's book was returned in a parabola.
"Bai Wenji is furious with shame!"
"Bai Wen and my book!"
"Then throw the book back or I'll hit you again." Bai Wenji pushed away Chen Chi's hand that was holding his arm, stuffed the book back into his hand, and then picked up Fu Xunyan's.
"Xun Yan's book is still harder. I'll use his next time."
Chen Chi glanced at his book, which had become a little soft due to the lack of book cover and careless use. "Hey, little Yuwen, you see, there are people who discriminate against you because of your appearance. He doesn't even want to use you when he throws it out for fun."
Then he glared at Fu Xunyan: "Didn't we agree to work hard together? How come your book looks like new?"
Fu Xunyan, who was reciting "Xiao Yao You," asked: "Could it be because I remembered to put it away before going to bed instead of using it as a saliva pad next to my face?"
Bai Wenji: Wrong decision.
I thought it was just a little wrinkled, but I didn't expect it to be a little dirty.
"Hey, are you still a kid, Chen Chi? How can you fall asleep while reciting your textbooks and sleep on a cushion?" Da Pei Teng sat up and repeatedly wiped his face that had just been hit, pretending to be disgusted.
"No way, that's what I call hard work!" Chen Chi was furious. "You guys are going too far! Can you be a little gentler and more encouraging towards the child?"
"No." They said in unison. Bai Wenji added, "You're not the youngest. Duan Qiqi is the one who has the right to call herself the child."
"We're all doing this for your own good. We have high hopes for you. We hope you can become one of the few serious college students in this base."
Bai Wenji also nodded, and taking advantage of the fact that the camera was blocked and the microphone was removed, he began to criticize mercilessly.
"Although it's not true that the more books you read, the more useful they are, but you can't be completely devoid of knowledge either."
"There are a few people I don't even want to name. Would their Chinese teachers be so embarrassed after watching the show that they'd want to resign?"
The other three people knew who Bai Wenji was talking about, and his words were full of emotion.
In the second public performance of "Farewell My Concubine" group, Bai Wenji was not even the C position but the captain. During the mid-term assessment, the program crew went to their practice room and asked Bai Wenji to make a stage introduction.
Bai Wenji thought that perhaps the younger kid in the team needed some exposure, so he decisively gave up the opportunity. The other party was very grateful and said that he would do his best.
Bai Wenji waved goodbye and let him go with peace of mind.
Then I got the clip that became a "model of an empty head" that was circulated on the Internet.
Speaking of which, the song "Farewell My Concubine" has both historical allusions and famous film and television works. If you answer it well, it will definitely add cultural value to the stage.
But when the trainee who claimed to do a good job and was one year older than Chen Chi asked the production team, "What new interpretation will your stage give to Farewell My Concubine?"...
He be like:
"Uh, ah, interpretation... interpretation, because 'Farewell My Concubine' is a very beautiful song, I am honored to be able to participate in the performance, so I hope... uh, I hope to give strength to the fans, so that they can feel our efforts and feel the charm of the stage."
As I said, so I said.
People ask you to interpret Farewell My Concubine, not to interpret yourself!
Farewell My Concubine is not as empty-headed as you!
The key point is that this guy felt aggrieved when he returned to the practice room, saying that there was nothing he could do because he had never seen the movie "Farewell My Concubine".
"I don't know anything about Farewell My Concubine! I thought they would ask us what we had prepared. I even wrote a script. For example, Brother Bai taught us opera arias, and Xiao Zhou choreographed a beautiful dance..."
Others: We have to thank you!
He continued, "What other allusions are there? I don't have a phone to search, so how would I know? But I do have some impression of it. It's the story of Xiang Yu and... and Lü... Lü something, right? Hey, wasn't Lü something the queen? And Xiang Yu became the emperor? That's not right. Wasn't Liu Bang the emperor?"
Others: Forget it, luckily you didn’t say anything against the horse’s mouth, otherwise it would have been even worse.
Bai Wenji immediately gave himself artificial respiration frantically.
It was all his fault. He mistakenly believed that all people who had received nine years of compulsory education, were still young and aspired to be public figures, at least knew the story of Farewell My Concubine, Xiang Yu and Lu Zhi... bah, the story of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji.
So he didn't tell everyone the story as soon as he got the song. He was wrong.
Bai Wenji's face was gloomy for several days.
It's not Bai Wenji's fault, as he comes from a family with a long history of learning, and they pay special attention to history and culture. Sometimes even Da Pei scolds him for having a "daddy-like" tone when talking about such topics.
However, Bai Wenji generally does not judge others by his own standards and does not insist that others know everything like him.
But… well, that guy's passion for the stage is as unfocused as his heart. You can say he's not diligent, but at least he doesn't lag behind in rehearsals. You can say he's serious, but he doesn't even understand the cultural background of the songs he sings and dances to.
It was indeed a bit excessive, and this part was even broadcast.
The number of views is quite high, so it can’t be considered as ineffective publicity.
——A new way to get out of the circle has been added.
Bai Wenji's face darkened again when he thought of this. He immediately helped Shen Chi smooth out his Chinese textbook and returned it to him solemnly.
"You must work harder. Tomorrow night you will be asked to recite two more pieces, 'Xiao Yao You' and 'Zui Weng Pavilion'."
Chen Chi: "No! I still have to exercise tomorrow!"
Da Pei laughed at him without hesitation.
At this time, no one noticed that someone in the dormitory had quietly broken down.
There are more than 60 people in the two programs holding a sports meet. The chances of me appearing on the stage are very small, right?
should?
When standing on the arm wrestling stage, Fu Xunyan almost sweated when he saw more than sixty pairs of eyes not far away. There were some familiar faces from "New Century" and some unfamiliar faces from "Go Forward".
Ye Lai on the opposite side was very calm, but there was an inexplicable panic in his calmness.
"Wow! Isn't this the competition for first and second place in our show?" Zhang Chi spoke stealthily from below.
Someone immediately chimed in: "Is this fate? It's a random draw, and people from two shows are mixed together. It's such a coincidence that they both got drawn into the same group."
"I don't think Ye Lai can do it. Fu Xunyan seems very powerful. Oh my god, those muscles of the second master! I'll place the bet first! I bet Fu Xunyan will win. No, I bet he will be the king of arm wrestling today!"
The host from New Century was Shao Ruzhou. "Alright, now the two contestants are standing on the battle field. Based on the results of the previous three rounds, the three elected Strongest Powerhouses have been decided. The two we're facing off against were drawn from the lottery box. There was no cheating at all. Our Xiao Ye and Xiao Fu were truly lucky to be chosen."
"Then let's see which of the powerful kings favored by the goddess of fate is more powerful!"
Seeing Shao Ruzhou, who had always been at odds with Da Pei because of a public matter, speaking in front, Da Pei chose not to listen and just pulled weeds on the grass, while chattering non-stop with Jiang Han next to him.
He is one of the elected strongmen and just defeated the contestant from "Go Forward". He is a little looking forward to competing against Fu Xunyan soon.
"Hey, you practiced with him for a year before, so you can give me a hint of his strength so I can have a better idea of his abilities and not lose too humiliatingly."
"Why do you think so?" Jiang Han looked surprised, but Da Pei thought he was comforting himself.
"Why do you think so? Xun Yan looked very relaxed when he went upstairs after choosing his dorm. Although he only had one suitcase, it must be very heavy, right? I have a hard time carrying mine."
Jiang Han thought about the suitcases that appeared in Ye Lai's dormitory inspection vlog. They were full of small but extremely dense items, even 5kg dumbbells, so he remained silent.
Sometimes it is not a good habit to judge others by yourself.
Fu Xunyan only carried one box. It was not because he compressed the volume and put a lot of things into one box. Is it possible that he really only had a very small amount of things?
Jiang Han also didn't want to embarrass Fu Xunyan, even though he would soon be embarrassed himself.
So he just patted Da Pei on the shoulder and told him that it was okay, he probably wouldn't meet Fu Xunyan.
"Hey, you look down on me too much. I will definitely fight him in the finals!" Da Pei glared at Jiang Han and punched him unwillingly.
Jiang Han: It’s so unfair, it’s really so unfair to me!
Almost everyone in the two shows knows Fu Xunyan's background, so they assume that Fu Xunyan is a poor, physically strong person who has to work hard to earn enough money to go to school.
Coupled with his deceptively thin skin and the calluses on his hands, if Jiang Han didn't know the truth, he would have the same misunderstanding.
But he just knew.
In this world, besides moving bricks, are there any other jobs that don't require so much strength?
Like a copyist?
Fu Xunyan did work at the construction site as he had mentioned before, but pitifully, he only managed to move bricks in a day less than others who had moved bricks in half a day.
However, the construction site provided meals, so Fu Xunyan decided to stay.
So the bulk of his income doesn't come from those few bricks he makes during the day, and of course, he's not as impressive as some people think...
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