After the entire drama troupe rehearsed the new play, Yan Zi and Feng Xiaoyun could clearly feel that everyone's state began to change.
Everyone was rehearsing with all their effort, which was something Yan Zi and the others had never seen before. Come to think of it, if they didn't really love drama, how could they stay in the drama troupe with such a small salary every month?
"Yan Zi, emotions, emotions!" Chen Fei yelled from the side.
"Yes, the audience may not be able to see your expression clearly, but they can sense if your emotions are not in place. More directly, the person you are acting opposite can feel it."
"You said you don't have any caring feelings towards your students. The children here are all truly taught by volunteer teachers, and they are all very sensitive. If they can't feel your care, do you think you can perform well?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I understand. I will adjust it."
Yan Zi apologized ashamedly.
Chen Fei also knew that he had gone a little too far. Yan Zi had never experienced these things. She didn't even have a child, or she was still a big child herself. It was difficult for her to understand the kind of love for a child.
"Try to think about this emotion, or watch some movies or TV shows."
Chen Fei asked Yan Zi to go and rest and adjust first.
"What's going on? Is the big star being scolded?" Feng Xiaoyun came to Yan Zi's side.
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you right now." Yan Zi was very sad. What Teacher Chen Fei said was right, but he just couldn't find that feeling. And this feeling would be very vague for the teacher to describe and guide.
Really, only she can generate such emotions from the bottom of her heart.
"Okay, no more jokes, take a look at this." Feng Xiaoyun handed over the tablet in his hand.
"What is this?" Yan Zi took it curiously.
"You'll know after you see it."
Yan Zi pressed the play button.
"It's four in the morning now, and I'm about to leave Huixiang Village Middle School, where I've been teaching for a year. This video will be my last recording of Huixiang Village Middle School. To be honest, I'm very reluctant to leave."
The picture was very dark, and the person inside was walking on the night road with a flashlight. From what she said, she should be a volunteer teacher.
"Where are you from?" Yan Zi asked.
Feng Xiaoyun shook his head without answering, but just gestured for her to continue reading.
"Ah!" There was a small cry of surprise. The person in the video shone the flashlight forward and saw many figures of varying heights appearing at the school gate.
"You! Why are you all here?" The volunteer teacher who filmed the video obviously recognized these people in front of him. They were all students in his class.
"Teacher Zhang, will you come back?"
"Teacher Zhang, we don't want you to leave."
"Teacher Zhang..."
"Teacher Zhang..."
In the picture, little faces are crying and asking heart-wrenching questions.
At this moment, a little boy suddenly pushed away his classmates, rushed to the camera, then reached out and pulled, and a button appeared in his hand.
"Teacher, I originally planned to go out to work after the third year of junior high school, but since you came, I realized that studying is really good. I want to go to high school and college in the future, and I want to study until I can go to Huadu. This button is my proof."
"You!" The person filming the video touched the child's head and said, "Gangzi, I remember when I first came here, you were the most mischievous one in the class, but now you are also the one who studies the hardest. The teacher believes that you will definitely realize your wish."
At the end of the video, the teacher who filmed the video left the school. He said one sentence in the video:
"I am their teacher, so aren't they my teachers?"
"They made me understand that the meaning of being a teacher is to teach calmly; the realm of being a role model is to be able to inspire endlessly."
The video ends here.
Then there's the second video.
In the video, a teacher lowered his head, flanked by a group of crying students. Each student came up and placed their red scarf around the teacher's neck. The video was silent, yet Yan Zi's eyes were filled with tears.
Next is the third video.
"This is the 283rd day of my volunteer teaching career. During the New Year's Day holiday, I returned to the school where I originally taught."
In the picture, a group of children saw a car arriving at the door, and they rushed out in a swarm, surrounding the teacher who got off the car.
When the teacher asked where to go for lunch, all the children raised their hands and shouted loudly, "My home, my home."
In their hearts, it seems that as long as they have a loud voice, this simple wish can come true.
Every child around the teacher was holding the teacher's hand, with one or two dirty little hands on each finger. Those who couldn't hold on would pull the teacher's sleeve.
"At this moment, I have once again realized the meaning of meeting a better self."
There are also the fourth video, the fifth video, the sixth video...
By the time Yan Zi finished watching all the videos, his eyes were already red. He handed the tablet back to Feng Xiaoyun and walked backstage alone.
Soon Yan Zi came back. Although she had put on makeup again, it was obvious that her eyes were still red.
"Teacher Chen Fei, I'm ready." Yan Zi looked at Chen Fei confidently.
Chen Fei also felt the difference between Yan Zi and before, nodded, come, I will play the student, you play Xia Yu, let's start.
"Wang Dahe, what are you drawing?"
"This is Teacher Xia."
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