He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran picked a utility room, and as soon as the door closed, she began to recite her lines. The lines weren't particularly awkward, but in general they were vernacular. She glanced over it roughly.

Jiang Feng has been in this play three times, and she has watched it in the audience each time. Although she can't remember the lines, she still sounds familiar when she reads these words.

Among them, there are several passages that are more complicated and awkward than those of the old rival Queen's opponents. Song Ranshun repeated it and began to take shorthand shorthand...

There was a knock on the door, and she looked up and saw Brother Jun approaching with a pair of flowerpot bottoms: "Xiao Ran, put on the bottom of the flowerpot and recite the lines, you have to practice quickly..."

Song Ran patted his forehead. Yes, the difficulty is not just memorizing the lines. It is also very important to walk out of a normal gait wearing a flowerpot.

She quickly put on the bottom of the flowerpot, the bottom of the flowerpot was focused on the center. After putting it on, the whole person was immediately swayed. Brother Jun quickly supported her: "Take me as a little **** and help her practice walking. Hurry up, don't Time wasted."

Song Ran held Brother Jun’s arm in one hand and the script in the other, pacing back and forth, yelling reader lines as he walked...

The army didn't talk to her, so as not to distract her, just stay with her quietly.

After three and a half hours, Song Ran released Dajun's arm and handed him the script in his hand. Dajun looked at her: "Have you all memorized?"

Song Ran stood by the bed and smiled: "Brother Laofanjun, test it."

Dajun was holding the script, Song Ran was standing by the window with her feet on the bottom of the flowerpot. She was already able to walk in a leisurely manner. She slowly opened her mouth, and Dajun's eyes were fixed on the script in her hand...

Turning the page, the army jumped to the heart of the throat, and finally fell. The little girl memorized the lines almost without a word. The young man, the memory is really good, and he deserves to be a high-achieving student. It's incredible.

Song Ran continued to memorize the lines, one page, two pages, three pages...until ten pages...almost memorized, only a few places where the mouth was tied, the rest of the lines, the whole passage passed...

After turning the last page, the army couldn't help clapping: "It's done! Hurry up and go to the stage with me for a rough rehearsal. I will have makeup and hair done later, hurry up!"

Song Ran wore a flowerpot bottom and followed behind the army. The army couldn't help but urge: "Be careful."

Song Ran smiled: "Don't worry."

After going through the process and rehearsing, Song Ran started to ask the makeup artist to put her makeup on. During the makeup process, she was still holding the script and doing the final assault. There were a few slurred lines, and she must memorize them smoothly. When she debuted on stage, she must make everyone admire. She wanted to let them know that Song Ran is not only a handyman, she was born to be on the stage and on the screen!

After Song Ran's makeup and hair were ready, Director Li couldn't help but nod, um, not bad, she reached out and patted Song Ran on the shoulder: "Don't be stressed, you are purely a rescue. Even if something goes wrong, I won't I will blame you."

Before going on stage, Director Li didn't want to put too much pressure on her, because that would not be conducive to her performance.

Song Ran said seriously: "I will do my best, Director!"

He Jiao, who was moving the clothes rack not far away, saw Song Ran dressed up, and was so shocked that her jaw dropped. She grabbed a staff member and asked in disbelief: "The director intends to send Song Ran to the rescue. ?"

The staff shrugged: "It should be, isn't this all dressed up?"

He Jiao gritted her teeth and said in her heart, I would rather use a messenger than me, I'll just wait to see Song Ran smash your sign!