surface roommate

On the day of the competition, the second class of literature was drawn in sixth place, and everyone encouraged each other: "Six and six, six and six, we will surely win the championship."

The first three performances included an adaptation of "Grandma Liu Enters the Grand View Garden", an adaptation of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", and an adaptation of "The Little Prince". They were all nonsensical and funny performances, which made the audience laugh.

Squad leader and director Gao Fang couldn't help worrying just as she did during the rehearsal yesterday: "Will we go astray? Our "La Traviata" is sad and serious. I'm afraid the effect will not be good."

Wu Rou fixed her makeup in front of the mirror, and said confidently: "We are different from other classes, so we can stand out. Don't worry, just talking about the male lead, none of these people looks better than Fu Wu, nor does he act as well. "

"This is the end of the matter, do your best, come on, come on." It was the first time to perform a drama on stage, and sitting below were roommates, classmates, and teachers and professors who lived together day and night, and Fu Wu was sweating nervously, constantly Take a deep breath and relax yourself.

"Wow, Junior Brother Fu Wu, you look so handsome in a suit." An exclamation interrupted Fu Wu's thoughts. It turned out to be Xiao Jiusi, the senior of the Philosophy Department, looking at Fu Wu with a smile on his face, "I'm just sitting under the stage, looking forward to you... your show."

Fu Wu rubbed his hands nervously: "Senior, why didn't you come on stage?"

"I did it last year. I'm old. I can't do it this year. It's up to you little fresh meat." Xiao Jiusi came over to cheer Fu Wu up, joked a few words, and then returned to his seat.

Time passed by every minute, the lights on the stage were shining, and the actors performed the famous stories with great emotion;

There were people coming and going around me, some leaving the stage after the performance, some whispering, some putting on makeup, and some rushing to go to the bathroom... The traffic was like a flowing water and the horses were like a dragon, disturbing the people who were about to go on stage.During the waiting interval, Fu Wu recited the lines silently again.

Soon to be on stage, Fu Wu's heart was beating wildly, and he was even trembling, as if he had to stutter several times before he could finish a sentence.According to the method taught by Zhou Ziheng, he closed his eyes and thought about the endless prairie, the blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze blowing by, "Take a deep breath, let go slowly, calm down, calm down".

Time passed suddenly, like the crackling of a ruler, the host announced the curtain, and Fu Wu and Wu Rou went on stage as if fascinated.

Before the lights came on, Fu Wu caught sight of Zhou Ziheng who was sitting in the middle of the third row, staring at the stage with burning eyes. In the darkness, the eyes of the two collided and intertwined in an unknown place.Zhou Ziheng smiled at him and nodded.

A beam of light shone on Fu Wu and Wu Rou, and the two began to interpret the joys and sorrows of this bleak lover.People are on the stage, surrounded by the atmosphere, the feeling of acting is naturally on the body, from head to toe, everything is coordinated.

On the upright stage, under the eyes of everyone, Fu Wu regarded Wu Rou as Zhou Ziheng, confessed fiercely and bravely, felt desperate and helpless with guilt, said all the things that he dared not say in ordinary times, expressed his affection with drama, and made a drama with drama. A yellow sorghum dream.

This time in the official performance, Fu Wu devoted himself wholeheartedly, using his own feelings to experience the lives of others, mixing the fake with the real, hearty and hearty.It turns out that acting is such a joy. The short but vigorous drama on stage, the focus of the lights, the applause and applause from the audience, and the empathy of the audience all made Fu Wu feel more and more energetic in the performance.

When performing the last scene, Fu Armand Wu learned the truth that Margaret was forced to leave her. It was not that she was not chaste and unloving, but that her father had talked to her in private and coerced her to beg her.That's why Margaret endured love and betrayed her heart.

Reading the diary left by Margaret, Fu Wu beat his chest and stamped his feet with tears in his eyes: "Margaret, my love! I am sorry for you. Your love is more noble and pure because of leaving, but I will be ashamed all my life. Live in hate. Hateful father, hateful social prejudice!"

The scene of the drama "La Traviata" is finally fixed here. The pure camellias are floating all over the ground, and a beam of dim and sad light hits Fu Wu. He holds the diary written by Margaret's blood and tears, with a sad expression on his face. The body seems to be falling down, missing the love of his life, and complaining about social prejudice.

The audience burst into thunderous applause, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Zhou Ziheng's eyes were also wet, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously. Fu Wu has rehearsed so many times, and this is his best performance.

From the moment Fu Wu stood on the stage, Zhou Ziheng couldn't take his eyes off. The person he loves is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, elegant and suave, which makes people's eyes shine.He swayed freely and behaved appropriately on the stage, all of which showed the self-confidence of a young man.

Even if there is no light on the stage, Zhou Ziheng can still see the light on Fu Wu's body, reaching directly to his heart.

The beam of light guided Zhou Ziheng to quietly leave his seat, come to the backstage, and aim at Fu Wu among the chattering crowd.Wu Rou put a little makeup on Fu Wu, and treated her hair with pomade, making her face look more delicate and flawless.

Fu Wu, who had just stepped off the stage, was still in extreme excitement. When he turned around and saw Zhou Ziheng, he couldn't help hugging him excitedly, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Ah, ah, it's finally over, how is the performance? Is it okay? In the last paragraph, I couldn’t help but cry emotionally, and I forgot the words, but luckily I remembered it immediately.”

"The performance was very good. I didn't realize that you forgot the words. Many people were moved to tears." Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand and patted Fu Wu's back, quietly enjoying this sudden moment of surprise.

Mr. Yu Dival Meng, who played Fu Armand Wu's father, came over excitedly and said, "The performance is very good! The seniors and sisters praised us just now. You and Wu Rou acted very well. No matter what There's an Oscar winner and queen who falls behind in our class."

After a pause, he said again: "Wow, Zhou Ziheng is so considerate, he is indeed a roommate, and even bought flowers for Fu Wu."

Fu Wu realized that there was something wrong with jumping into Zhou Ziheng's arms, so he pulled it out. Fortunately, everyone felt that it was caused by the excitement after the performance, and they didn't think there was anything tricky about it.

Zhou Ziheng held a bouquet of flowers in front of Fu Wu, and said with a smile: "I bought this with Yongbei and the others. Congratulations on your successful premiere."

Wu Rou couldn't get enough of it, and was very satisfied with the play she made up and acted in.She stood quietly beside Fu Wu, seeing the two people in front of her giving gifts and hugging each other, as if they were expressing affection, she felt a "knocked up" feeling, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that next year's competition must be adapted from " Brokeback Mountain or Blue Sky or Call Me By Your Name or Siamese Love.

After all the class performances, the awards began.The teacher of the judges, that is, the professor of drama, film and literature, first made some comments: "The performances of the students are very exciting, and they are all very thoughtful..."

After saying a lot of words of encouragement on the scene, she changed the subject: "My favorite is the adaptation of "La Traviata". Several classes have changed the famous book to be nonsensical and funny. It's not that it can't be done, but it's somewhat disrespectful to the famous book." ...The story of "La Traviata" is a tragedy, not to mention the soul-stirring love, just the kind of blood and tears accusation is also meaningful in modern society..."

After hearing such a speech, the students in the second class of literature burst into flames, clacking likes to several creators in the group, expressing that it is imperative to win the award.

Sure enough, when the host announced the results of the competition, "La Traviata" won the Grand Prize and the Best Screenplay Award, and Fu Wu won the Best Actor Award.

After happily having dinner, they walked on the school's boulevard, each in a pair, Wu Rou quietly pulled Fu Wu aside, and shyly took out a stack of drawing paper from her schoolbag.

Fu Wu suddenly had an ominous premonition that she wouldn't want... Fu Wu was confessed to by a girl in high school or even junior high school.Back in junior high school, Fu Wu didn't understand anything and was too scared to say a word. The girl came over and took his hand. Fu Wu was so scared that he ran faster than a rabbit.

Later in high school, Fu Wu gradually became more sensible, and faced the girl's confession, he refused without saying a word.He was bitter, why no boy confessed?They are all girls that I will never like, sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo share

"This painting is for you." Wu Rou turned the paper over, and it showed a person performing on the stage, and after a closer look, it was Fu Wu.

Fu Wu was embarrassed for three seconds. It was wrong to accept this piece of paper, and it was wrong if he did not accept it. He thought to himself: "Sure enough, fate has played tricks on me. I will be a bad person again. I will be embarrassed to meet again in the future, and I will lose another friend. gone."

"I saw you draw this after the rehearsal on stage yesterday. It's also a commemoration. Thank you for participating in this play, otherwise it wouldn't have such a good effect." Wu Rou was in high spirits, as if she was a little excited. Can't hide the smile.

Girls and girls have already said this, as long as they haven't said "I like you" directly, it is not a confession, and they can pretend to be stupid.Fu Wu pretended not to understand the meaning behind the words, took the painting in a daze, raised his eyebrows, put on a look of admiration and said, "Thank you, you are so versatile, you can be a screenwriter, an actor, and also draw."

After finishing speaking, Fu Wu regretted it and wished he could bite off his tongue.In this case, not speaking and keeping silent is the best way to refuse.

"Draw a few pictures for fun when you have time." Wu Rou was wearing a white dress, which was her performance costume, and a beige coat was draped over it, which was pretty and cute.She flipped through the remaining stack of drawing papers in her hand, "I think you are very dazzling on stage, so I couldn't resist drawing one."

What should come will always come... Fu Wu has already thought up the line of rejection. If he is a straight man, he may like Wu Rou, a well-behaved and talented girl next door, but he is not, so there is really nothing he can do.

"Actually, I even drew one." Wu Rou looked up at Fu Wu, blushing like two roses, "I'm afraid you won't like it, but I still want to give it to you."

Fu Wu petrified.

Among a pile of blank drawing papers, Wu Rou found a drawing paper with a drawing on it. It was still a stage, but the stage changed from one person to two people.

Fu Wu glanced at it, the light was dim, and at first glance the two people in the painting were him and Wu Rou.I can't accept this painting. Accepting it is equivalent to accepting Wu Rou's intentions. Just as he was about to refuse, Wu Rou hesitated: "I saw you in the auditorium yesterday...you and Zhou Ziheng...performing on stage, and I think it's pretty good." Okay, I just drew a random picture..."

? ? ?Fu Wu's face was full of question marks, he took the painting and took a closer look, the two people in the painting turned out to be him and Zhou Ziheng.

what's the situation?

Looking at Wu Rou's expression again, it's no girl Huaichun, it's clearly a weird aunt's smile.Fu Wu felt a lot of slaps hit his face.