Chapter 20 life and death

"You said, when I raise my hand, should I put my five fingers together and stretch them out, or should I make a fist?" Hearing the sound, Yu Zhouzhou looked blankly at the little girl beside him, "Huh?" There were only orange background lights on the stage, illuminating the standing microphones and the four teachers in the judges' seats, and the auditorium below was dimly lit.Yu Zhouzhou and fifty or sixty other children of about the same age sat quietly under the stage, holding their own manuscripts and the number plates they got by lottery, waiting to go on stage.Since it is only a preliminary screening, there will be no spectators in the preliminary round except for other contestants.

"Ask you, do you think it's better for me to put my five fingers together or make a fist? Hurry up, I'm going to play!" The little girl with the huge pink bow on her head was staring, not out of anger, but in genuine anxiety.So Yu Zhouzhou swallowed his doubts, and quickly said, "I see adults clenched their hands into fists when they look at their watches." "Okay, then fist." As soon as the girl with bow tie finished speaking, the staff on stage shouted, "No. 37, Shan Jiejie!" "...It's not Dan, it's Shan." The little girl muttered and stood up.When she passed by Yu Zhouzhou, Yu Zhouzhou saw that she was clutching the little blue skirt nervously, and the one hundred and first pleats appeared on the pleated skirt.

Shan Jiejie is telling the story of Huang Jiguang. The anti-Japanese hero stories that just appeared include not only Huang Jiguang, but also Lei Feng, Lai Ning and Wang Jinxi.These kids don't seem to think there's anything wrong with it - they're heroes anyway. Shan Jiejie's heroic story is extremely passionate. Although she speaks too fast due to nervousness, her voice is high-pitched, and... rich in action. "The morning star has risen in the east!" He took a step forward with his left foot and raised his left hand high. "The instructor looks at his watch," raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and looked down at his wrist.

"It's...it's six o'clock!" The little finger of the left thumb was lifted up, and the other three fingers were bent, forming a huge "six". "Huang Jiguang stood up at this moment and said loudly, Instructor, I'll stop it!" The "six" just now clenched into a fist again and slammed it hard on the chest. Yu Zhouzhou even heard the echo of knocking coming from her small body. In this way, Shan Jiejie's performance completely petrified Yu Zhouzhou in the audience. At that time, she was still conflicted.I have to say that she really wanted to laugh when she saw such a performance, but deep down she felt that this is the proper way of performing. What Shan Jiejie did was right, especially the nod of approval from the judges and teachers proved it at this point.

Yu Zhouzhou played on the 47th.Just when she was about to speak, she suddenly heard the beeping sound of the pager. One of the judges stood up and walked quickly to the backstage, signaling Yu Zhouzhou to wait a while, but it turned out that an old man was waiting.The other three judges stood up quickly, bowed their heads and greeted the old man with a smile on their faces, and said, Mr. Gu, why are you here? The old man's eyes were sharp, and he was not as kind as the other judges and teachers.He sat at the desk of the teacher who went out to answer the call, and said into the microphone on the desk, "No. 47, let's start."

Compared with the children just now, Yu Zhouzhou’s story is really bland, even a bit colloquial—so when she talked about Zhao Yiman being tortured by the Japanese invaders, she saw the guy who kept looking down at the list of contestants The old man raised his head and frowned at himself. That look, the meaning is unclear. Yu Zhouzhou was originally not very interested in this awkward hero story. The large number of idioms and long sentences in it made her memorize painfully, so she played very limitedly.Frightened by the sudden icy cold eyes, she immediately lost her footing. "Being tortured by cruel torture, Zhao Yiman unconsciously passed out, but she didn't say anything."

Nonsense, fainted, what else can I say? "But the cruel enemies did not let her go. They took a bucket of water and poured it on Zhao Yiman's body. When she woke up, she faced even more terrifying torture by the maddened enemies." "Being tortured by cruel torture, Zhao Yiman unconsciously passed out, but she didn't say anything." Oops, why did I say it again... Yu Zhouzhou paused for a moment, and saw the sneer at the corner of the old man's mouth—let's call it a sneer. She calmed down, took a deep breath, and added a sentence herself. "Just like that, Zhao Yiman passed out and then woke up, woke up and passed out... But she didn't say a word about the party's secret."

As she spoke, she raised her left hand in imitation of Shan Jiejie, clenched her fist, and made a gesture of "I would rather die than surrender". Grandpa finally laughed—this time it seemed to be a mockery... After Yu Zhouzhou finished telling the story, he sat back in his seat and found that he was already sweating.He raised his head and glanced at the judging panel, only to catch up with the old man looking at her with a strange expression. Yu Zhouzhou, who had just finished talking nonsense, had to bow his head in shame. After half an hour, the names of the 20 finalists will be announced.Shan Jiejie kept swallowing nervously. After Yu Zhouzhou saw it, he stretched out his hand and gently held hers.Shan Jiejie shuddered, then turned to look at her sideways, and gave her a forced smile.

The judge teacher held the piece of paper and went to the stage, took the microphone and began to read the list.At that moment, Yu Zhouzhou seemed to be back in the math class again, and saw Teacher Yu holding a large stack of torn homework books, reading one by one, the long panic and panic devoured them like a monster with its mouth wide open This group of little beans. "No. 37, Yuxin Primary School, Shan Jiejie." Shan Jiejie's stiff body suddenly softened, Yu Zhouzhou squeezed her tightly and said, "That's great." "No. 47, Primary School Attached to Normal University, Yu Zhouzhou."

Shan Jiejie recovered her lively nature, smiled and hugged Yu Zhouzhou, "It's really great!" It turned out that the grandfather turned out to be Mr. Gu, the general manager of the Provincial Children's Palace.On behalf of the judges, he commented on everyone's preliminary performance, and then announced the time, place and content of the final. "Hero stories account for 60% of the total score, and the remaining 40% is the score for the on-site questions." Shan Jiejie raised her hand, "Teacher, what's the on-site topic?" Teacher Gu glanced in their direction, "Take the questions from the big cardboard box and make up a short story on the spot based on the key words on the note."

The audience exclaimed, making up stories on the spot?Yu Zhouzhou was still in a daze, when she saw Teacher Gu glanced in her direction, still smiling strangely, but this time it was much gentler, as if saying, come on, you little girl who made up things. "Tch, I see," Shan Jiejie murmured in Yu Zhouzhou's ear in a low voice, "They are all taking care of those who have back doors. I dare say some people will know the topic in advance." "But isn't there a lottery?" "You are stupid." Shan Jie gave Yu Zhouzhou a white look, "If you want to make a fake, drawing lots is not a problem at all!" Yu Zhouzhou had no way to refute. After all, Shan Jiejie was older than her. As a second-year squadron leader, Shan Jiejie had paid more team salutes than Yu Zhouzhou had watched cartoons. But passing the preliminary competition is naturally a very happy thing. She ran out of the dimly lit theater, and her mother was waiting for her outside. "Mom, I'm in the final!" She smiled sweeter than honey. Mother's embrace is always the softest and most peaceful, but the faint herbal fragrance that used to linger in the nose has now become another more delicate fragrance. "Zhou Zhou is the best!" Mom gently smoothed the bangs on Shun Zhou's forehead, "When is the final?" "Next Sunday, the teacher said that we will be on the big stage of the Children's Palace, and there will be a lot of spectators." Yu Zhouzhou swallowed the phrase "Mom, can you come?"One is because she knows that her mother has been very busy, and the other is because she may be nervous if her relatives are sitting in the audience.Yu Zhouzhou subconsciously felt that even if there were 10,000 spectators sitting in the audience, as long as she didn't know them, she would have nothing to fear. Mom hurried back to the company to go to work, leaving only the reward for passing the preliminary round - a large box of Mei Deng Gao ice cream.Yu Zhouzhou sat alone in the hut and scooped out the banana-flavored part with a small spoon—she enthusiastically distributed the ice cream to Yu Tingting, but got a sentence of "Stop showing off to me".But Sister Lingling congratulated Yu Zhouzhou generously, and took away a bowl of ice cream. Perhaps it is also because of the problem of the diary that I am afraid so far. For the next week she was in a strange mood.The excitement of passing the preliminary round, the small worries about the finals, and the elation brought about by the praise of the teacher who attracted everyone's attention—of course, what is more important is the sense of fear that is likely to fall into the clouds. If it doesn't work once, it won't work a hundred times, if it doesn't work once, it won't work a hundred times. As a 7-year-old rising star on campus, she did think too much. However, Yu Zhouzhou, who has blossomed out of the dust, knows the meaning of the gap better than many people.That kind of trembling "petty spirit", sincere fear, and a deep understanding of the fragility and randomness of "love"... When walking with Lin Yang on the way home from school every day, her unexplainable emotions became more and more intense. swell. To do better, to climb higher, to become more important and stronger with one's own strength as soon as possible. The flower that blooms out of the dust is called Desire.The life full of the word "more" is just beginning now. She walked towards the deep sunset step by step. On the day of the finals, it was really crowded. Yu Zhouzhou ran out of the backstage and peeked in from the side door of the safe passage. The bustling auditorium made her a little nervous, her palms were cold and covered with sticky sweat. Zhou Zhou, she said to herself in her heart, this time she must remember that Zhao Yiman only passed out once, so stop talking nonsense and make the heroine die. But suddenly I heard laughter from behind, "Ah, aren't you that little girl?" She let go of the doorknob, turned her head, and there was a boy in a white shirt and a light gray plaid fleece vest standing in the middle of the safe passage, looking at her with bright eyes and a warm smile. "Chen An?" Yu Zhouzhou blurted out before he could be surprised.This name is soft, and when you say it, there is a gentle resonance between your lips and teeth. She could see that he paused when he was about to call her name, apparently unable to remember her name. But he didn't reveal this, but quickly recovered his smile and asked softly. "What? Her Majesty the Queen also came to the game?"