After resting for a while, everyone continued training.
Ye Wantong is currently practicing a dance that she will perform on stage soon.
She had light makeup on her face and was looking at the mirror, repeating her movements over and over, but her eyes looked a little confused.
Just when they were halfway through the dance, Teacher Cheng and Du Jing couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so they waved at Ye Wantong and asked her to stop.
Teacher Cheng crossed his arms over his chest, his face looked a little disappointed, his brows knitted, and he said bluntly: "Wantong, don't blame me for speaking too harshly. You really haven't been in a good state recently. I think you can feel it, right?"
When Ye Wantong heard this, her face turned a little unhappy and she did not answer.
Teacher Cheng sighed and continued, "I was watching you practice just now. Your emotions were totally wrong. You were like an empty shell without a soul. There was no sense of immersion in your eyes. I couldn't get into it at all."
"You have to know that during that arduous war era, our soldiers faced unimaginable difficulties. They did not have sophisticated weapons, and often had no food or clothes to wear. But despite this, they still fought for today's peace and liberation for us with their passion and flesh and blood."
"But look at your current performance. You have completely failed to understand the profound spiritual connotation behind this dance. How can you continue like this? Every program of our art troupe shoulders the important task of inheriting the revolutionary spirit and inspiring the high morale of our comrades. How can you be worthy of those heroic martyrs who sacrificed their lives with such a perfunctory attitude?"
The more Teacher Cheng spoke, the more disappointed he became. Then he became excited and spoke a long speech.
The training room immediately fell silent. When everyone heard what Teacher Cheng said, they immediately looked at each other in confusion.
But when Ye Wantong heard this, she felt a little unconvinced, and Teacher Cheng was a relative of her family.
She was not afraid of her, so she whispered, "It's easy to say, but it's too hard to jump out, right? How can it be so easy to perform that feeling? I've obviously tried my best."
Her voice was very soft, but it was particularly clear in the quiet rehearsal room. When the teammates around her heard it, they all showed helpless expressions and exchanged meaningful glances with each other.
Teacher Cheng was standing aside. After listening to Ye Wantong's words, his face froze for a moment, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.
It seems to be true.
There is always a gap between reality and imagination, and the feeling she wants cannot be expressed so easily.
Teacher Cheng felt a little frustrated.
How come none of her students can dance to her real satisfaction?
Du Jing was watching from the side, and suddenly remembered something. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked up to Teacher Cheng, glanced at the two people in front of her, and then said softly: "I think Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian have good talents, and they dance very well. How about letting them try?"
After all, in the previous training and exams, both of them performed very well, and she could see it clearly from the audience.
When Ye Wantong heard this, her face turned pale instantly, and she clenched her fists. She glared at Du Jing and cursed her in her heart.
She knew that Du Jing was troublesome and always disliked her, so she was waiting here to find fault with her.
Maybe the criticisms that Teacher Cheng just made to her were instigated by Du Jing during the training just now.
She clenched her hands tightly, her heart filled with grievance and anger.
It would have been fine if she just talked about her, but she also praised Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian so highly in front of so many people, as if she was worse than them.
No matter what, she is the mainstay and the leading actress. She is definitely not weaker than Jiang Xiachu in terms of ability, otherwise she would not have been able to reach her current position.
When Teacher Cheng heard what Du Jing said, he was about to open his mouth to help Ye Wantong explain a few words to ease the tense atmosphere.
But Du Jing didn't pay any attention to her at all. He had already made up his mind. He walked straight to the front of the crowd, clapped his hands quickly, and coughed a few times.
After everyone gathered together, Du Jing looked around, scanned the room, and said loudly with a serious look, "I have watched everyone's training carefully in the past few days. There are many problems. Many of them are the same mistakes that Wantong made. There is no emotion in the dancing, which makes the audience feel no sense of substitution."
"You have to remember what our art troupe does. We are responsible for the mission of passing on the spirit and boosting morale. We can never be so perfunctory and muddle through."
Then, Du Jing's tone became even firmer, and he raised his hand and pointed at Qin Ningqian and Jiang Xiachu.
"In this regard, I think Qin Ningqian and Jiang Xiachu did a good job. At least I think they are qualified."
"You know, a short time in the army is not an excuse. Ideological awareness and the pursuit of art are what our generation should have!"
"Now let Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian show you how to dance with real emotion instead of just being an empty shell."
Ye Wantong was so angry at Du Jing's sudden words that her face turned red, her chest heaving violently, and her teeth grinding, but she had no place to vent her anger.
She raised her eyes and glared at Du Jing fiercely, then looked at Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian, her eyes full of jealousy and resentment.
What was so good about them dancing? She didn't see it at all.
It was simply that Du Jing hated her and deliberately targeted her, so he acted sarcastic to her in front of everyone for no reason and made her lose face!
After Du Jing finished speaking, Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian stepped out again.
Everyone tacitly stepped back a little, giving up the training area and making room for the two of them to perform.
Looking at the two people standing in the middle of the training room, everyone became inexplicably nervous.
Especially the girls who lived in the same dormitory with Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian, when they saw this scene, they suddenly started to worry for them and even felt like they were being jumped out.
Du Jing has praised me so much. If I make a mistake during the performance, wouldn't it be so embarrassing?
It was like being knocked down from the sky by someone and falling heavily to the ground.
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The two were getting ready, but hadn't started yet.
At this moment, the choir across the street had just paused for a break in their training. Someone walked out of the training room and was about to get some fresh air, but when he looked up, he saw the situation of the dance team and walked over curiously.
"The dance team over there seems to be taking an assessment! Are they going to change the lead dancer? The person standing in front looks familiar, it seems to be Jiang Xiachu..."
"An assessment so early? Didn't we just start training?"
"What on earth is going on?"
"Come on, go on, and you'll know when you get over there!"
"OK……"
Du Jing stood at the door of the rehearsal room and soon felt that a lot of people had gathered behind her, so she turned her head to look over.
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