"Then what do you think, Yingying? Remember what your aunt said. When it comes to matters concerning you, the first thing you should ask yourself is what you want to do. It's important to consider other people's opinions, but in the end, you still have to follow your heart.
Because your different decisions will have different consequences, and these consequences can only be borne by you alone. No one else can replace you, do you understand?"
Yingying suddenly fell silent.
Ever since her teacher told her that she would play a role in a children's play, she never asked her if she was willing. When her parents found out, they mostly encouraged her. She always felt that if she didn't agree, it would seem to disappoint many people and make many people unhappy.
Her aunt's words really opened a window for her, letting her know that when making decisions, she should follow her heart instead of thinking about whether she can satisfy others first.
Seeing Yingying lowering her head in thought, Cheng Maixiang did not urge her, but stood up and walked to the window.
The windows of this room are very large. Looking out of the window, you can see towering green mountains in the distance and a clear stream nearby with willows swaying by the river. The scenery is very beautiful.
There is a white desk under the window, and a bookshelf of the same color is nailed to the wall next to it. There are many children's books on the bookshelf, many of which are not available on the market.
It seems that Wei Lingcheng really loves his daughter.
Yingying slowly rubbed her way behind Cheng Maixiang and whispered, "Aunt, I want to go on stage to perform, but I'm scared. What if I mess up?"
"Yingying, raise your head and tell your aunt loudly that you really want to act in this children's play. If you really want to act, your aunt will help you."
Cheng Maixiang deliberately raised her voice. She wanted to know Yingying's true thoughts, whether she was forcing herself to do something she didn't want to do in order to consider other people's thoughts or even to please others.
Yingying raised her head, looked at Cheng Maixiang firmly, and said loudly, "Aunt, I want to act in a children's play. Please help me."
"Okay, since this is what you want to do, your aunt will definitely support you." Cheng Maixiang was delighted to see that she really decided to do this. "Come, tell your aunt about the plot and the role you will play."
Yingying nodded excitedly, took Cheng Maixiang's hand and sat back on the bed, telling her the story.
The plot is very simple. A rural girl named Xiaokui accidentally discovered a bamboo shoot growing in the house. Xiaokui's younger brother Xiaogang wanted to eat the bamboo shoot, but their grandmother was conservative and agreed with Xiaogang's idea.
However, Xiaokui believed that bamboo shoots came from the underground bamboos of the production team and were collective property that should be owned by the public. She educated her brother with collectivist ideas, which improved his awareness and moved her grandmother. Finally, with the support of their grandmother, the brother and sister dug out the bamboo shoots and handed them over to the production team.
In this drama, Yingying plays Xiaokui, a woman with a high level of ideological awareness.
The script is very short, with only three or four short acts, but Yingying's lines are very important. After all, she has to educate her younger brother, so most of her lines are preachy.
This is a typical feature of scripts of this era, even children's plays are no exception.
Cheng Maixiang closed the script and saw Yingying looking at her expectantly, as if she was hoping that he could come up with a great idea that would allow her to complete the performance easily.
"Have you memorized all the lines?" Cheng Maixiang asked with a smile.
"Yeah." Yingying nodded.
"Okay, let's rehearse the scene first. You just say Xiaokui's lines, and I'll say everyone else's lines, okay?"
Yingying nodded obediently. Cheng Maixiang lowered her head to look at the script and began to act with her.
Xiaogang: "Sister, sister, yesterday, I found a bamboo shoot in the house. It looks so fresh and must be delicious."
Xiao Kui: "Really? Where is it?"
Xiao Gang: "It's next to the kitchen stove. You can't find it unless you look carefully. Come on, sister, I'll take you over to have a look."
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When Cheng Maixiang was in college in her previous life, she was a member of the school drama troupe and had also rehearsed plays. Coupled with the influence of countless movies, TV series and web series in her previous life, she was able to read the lines with emotion, and she would use different voices and tones to distinguish different identities, so that different characters can be clearly distinguished at a glance.
On the contrary, Xiaokui's lines were read by Yingying in a dry voice, as if she was reading a text in a Chinese class. There was no emotion in them at all. They were preachy lines, which made people lose interest in listening.
After the two finished their lines, Yingying's face fell and she said depressedly, "Aunt, compared to you, my acting is too bad. I'd better tell the teacher to let her replace it with another child."
If Yingying really didn't want to act, Cheng Maixiang would not force her no matter what. But now she was just scared by temporary difficulties and wanted to retreat, so she would never allow it.
In the long journey of life, Yingying will encounter countless difficulties and obstacles. If such a small difficulty makes her retreat, she will never grow up.
"Yingying, do you want to know how to play the role of Xiaokui? Do you want to see your aunt perform it?"
Cheng Maixiang deliberately ignored her words and instead suggested a role swap. Yingying thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"When you're reading other people's lines, pay attention to how Auntie pronounces Xiaokui's lines. Which lines need to be read aloud? And which words are emphasized in each sentence? These all require your careful observation. Do you understand?"
Yingying nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
The two of them rehearsed the scene with the script again.
This time, Yingying no longer just focused on reciting the lines, but listened carefully to Cheng Maixiang's lines and pondered them seriously. Several times, she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she even forgot to recite her own lines. Cheng Maixiang did not urge her until she suddenly reacted and continued to recite the lines.
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