Chapter 138 Enjoyable
Song Yanran thought Tang Xueli was joking and didn't discuss the issue any further.
The purpose of the club's debate is not to win or lose, but to expand thinking and broaden ideas.
The debate was intense and the rebuttals were sharp, but no one got angry. Everyone was in harmony after the debate. After sitting down, some people would praise the other person for a good statement, and some would even briefly review the situation.
There was no host for the event, but there were still people to keep the atmosphere going.
Lu Xiaoping is an active member of the newspaper, and Hua Minghe is the oldest and most respected person here. They will push the progress and control the rhythm at the right time.
A debate heated up the atmosphere. People drank just enough. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the room, a mixture of the flavors of various kinds of alcohol, which surprisingly was not unpleasant.
It is also mixed with the aroma of melon seeds and peanuts, the milky sweet aroma of various candies, and the fresh fragrance of apples and pears.
Even those who hadn't drunk alcohol felt tipsy for no apparent reason.
Hua Minghe arranged for those who had prepared the play to go on stage and perform.
The first person to go on stage was Lu Xiaoping, who played the female lead Nora in a cross-dressing role and performed wonderful excerpts from A Doll's House, winning rounds of applause.
Song Yanran was simply stunned.
Tang Xueli gently closed her mouth, smiled, and said, "My saliva is about to flow out."
Song Yanran quickly pursed her lips and swallowed, "Sister Xueli, it's over, I'm so nervous, my stomach seems to be twisted."
"Drink some water." There was a thermos filled with hot water in the aisle, and Tang Xueli made a cup of warm water for Song Yanran.
"Or I'll perform it next time..." Song Yanran retreated a little.
"You can perform whenever you want." Tang Xueli looked at her, "But you will be just as nervous next time."
If you want to be an actor, it is very necessary to exercise more.
How can you make progress if you always retreat?
Song Yanran held the cup and sipped the water.
At this time, a new performance began on the stage.
Tang Xueli looked up and was surprised to find that the man was Hua Fang.
Hua Fang swung his body and instantly turned into a lively monkey.
The little monkey stole the peaches and ruined the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet. He then stole the elixir made by Taishang Laojun and finally escaped from the Heavenly Palace.
In this short clip from "Havoc in Heaven", Hua Fang performed for about five minutes. He shook his head and tail, jumped up and down, his eyes were lively, and his feet were as nimble as if they were equipped with springs.
Hua Fang's performance shocked everyone.
He doesn't come to club activities very often. If you count, this should be his third time.
It was obvious at first glance that he was abducted by his grandfather Hua Minghe.
During the first two times, Hua Fang just sat in a fixed seat in the front row, listening to everyone talking and watching everyone perform. It was very quiet.
I didn't expect that this would be my style once I got on stage.
He was confident and generous when performing, and even looked like he was enjoying it. But when he walked off the stage amid applause and cheers, his face suddenly turned red, and even his ears and neck were red.
"Thank you everyone, stop clapping." Hua Fang waved at everyone with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Fangzi, you are a hidden talent!"
"You have to do another one next time. I haven't seen enough."
Lu Xiaoping asked loudly: "Fangzi, what else do you want to act out? Let's do one together later, okay?"
Hua Fang was too embarrassed to refuse, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I can play any role."
This is his way of relieving stress.
The pressure is really too great in normal times, so he has many ways to relieve stress.
Growing flowers, playing with cats, walking birds, running, roasting melon seeds, mopping the floor, doing push-ups, listening to the radio, listening to operas, climbing mountains, shouting, and performing.
Before, he would perform in front of the mirror at home with the bedroom door locked, and occasionally perform for his grandfather. This was the first time he performed on stage in front of a crowd.
Although I was very nervous and my heart beat very fast, the stress-relieving effect was very good.
"How do you feel?" Hua Minghe asked his grandson.
Hua Fang's eyes were moist with excitement and looked sparkling. "Very good."
The old man smiled and said, "You don't need me to persuade you next time, right?"
Hua Fang smiled slightly and said, "I'll come when I have time."
Hua Minghe came here to kill time. Being with young people made him feel that he still had energy.
But he could see that apart from him, the other frequent visitors were there to relax and let off steam.
Those who don’t like it or can’t adapt to it usually come once or twice and then never show up again.
Everyone chatted for a while, and after three rounds of drinks, the small auditorium became more lively, and the voices were a little louder than at the beginning.
Lu Xiaoping stood on a chair and asked with a slightly swaying figure: "Who will go up and perform another segment?" "Does the new friend want to say something?" The person who started the booing was a reporter from the newspaper.
Lu Bingbing was quite familiar with him, and the two of them often bickered with each other, so she laughed and said, "What are you talking about? Do you deserve to be scolded again?"
The man laughed, "It's OK if you can curse like a flower!"
With the president present, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous and spoke very carefully.
Tang Xueli waved her hands, indicating that there was nothing to say.
She had a decent smile on her face, but also a sense of distance that made it difficult to get close to her, so no one forced her to do anything.
Song Yanran silently recited in her heart: One, two, three, one, two, three, one, two, three! Then she mustered up her courage and stood up, "I'll do it! I'll act out a scene!"
Tang Xueli glanced at the glass in her hand. Just as she turned her head to talk to Lu Bingbing, the glass in Song Yanran's hand was filled with red wine.
It seems that drinking has given him courage.
Tang Xueli patted Song Yanran on the shoulder and encouraged her with a smile: "Go, you'll be fine."
Song Yanran rubbed her face and walked onto the stage.
"Just be quiet for a moment, please!"
After saying that, she put away her smile.
The audience gradually quieted down.
Song Yanran thought for a few seconds, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, looking like they were about to fall.
Everyone soon realized that she was acting out the scene of "Daiyu Burying Flowers."
Tang Xueli glanced at the "Dream of Red Mansions" she gave to Song Yanran on the chair next to her, and immediately understood why Song Yanran was so surprised before and said she was amazing.
What a coincidence!
The five or six minute performance was full of emotion and very layered, and it made several people cry.
Even old man Hua Minghe's eyes were red.
Song Yanran usually laughs and looks carefree, so everyone thought she would perform a funny scene, but unexpectedly, she performed such a sad and delicate scene.
And he acted so well.
The small auditorium was silent throughout the whole process, with only Song Yanran's recitation and singing.
The performance is over, but the performers are still in the mood.
The audience in the audience couldn't recover for a long time.
The sadness was not broken until someone slowly clapped.
The applause became more and more numerous, louder and more enthusiastic.
Song Yanran smiled and walked back to her seat.
Her heart was pounding and she felt like it was all a dream.
Although she has acted in movies before, the feeling of facing the camera, listening to the director's requirements, and performing a small scene over and over again is completely different from the feeling of being on stage.
She likes both feelings, but she has to say that performing on stage is more exciting, a kind of enjoyment that people who have not experienced it can never imagine.
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