Chapter 11 Chapter Two Breathing
Wearing a windbreaker, I stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Jun in a corner of the backstage of the school auditorium, waiting to go on stage.In my impression, the backstage is always full of inexplicable panic and chaos, people wearing all kinds of weird costumes walking around, whispering or screaming for something.A staff member ran around with greasy sweat on his face, announcing in a low voice who will be next, and whoever, please get ready.Wang Jun and I looked at the chaos in front of us with serious expressions. For Wang Jun, he was confident and sure to win, but for me, it was indifferent and numb.The waiting time was too long, and I began to tremble all over. I tried my best to calm down the uneasy trembling, but the more I suppressed it, the stronger it became.
Wang Jun noticed it, and leaned over to comfort me softly: "Don't be nervous, just do what we did during rehearsal. As long as there are no major mistakes, the third prize is probably not a problem."
I said I wasn't nervous, I was really cold.Wang Jun took off his windbreaker and put it on my shoulders.I said don't do this, you are also cold.
He said, "It's okay, I'm a man."
It was the first time I found out that Wang Jun was also very manly. When he said this, his half-smile was charming.If it was another occasion, another timing, I might be moved and throw myself into his arms to find the warmth I long for, but at this time I have already fallen deeply into the fantasy of Li Yi and cannot extricate myself.There is a kind of person who is always obsessed with what he can't get, the more unattainable, the more obsessed.Unfortunately, I am that kind of person.
Finally the staff member ran over and said, "Student Wang Jun and Dai Qian please get ready."
Wang Jun and I came out of the corner and stood at the entrance of the stage.I took out the skull mask like a magic trick, and said to Wang Jun, "I want to wear this on stage."
Wang Jun's eyes widened and he growled at me, "You're crazy!"
"I'm going to wear it." I resorted to a tried and tested trick.
"No, if you are so willful, our hard work these days will be in vain!" No matter how good-tempered Wang Jun is, he will be driven mad by my unreasonable temper.He still wanted to try to persuade me to give up this puzzling and weird idea, but time was running out for him to say anything more. The host of the competition has announced: "The No. 16 pas de deux, performers: Wang Jun, Dai Qian .”
This is exactly the result of my careful premeditation. Talking to him at this time not only prepares him mentally, but also saves the trouble of listening to him.
Wang Jun also understood that the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.Before he went on the field, he said coldly: "Let's do it!"
Maybe he wants to use his rare anger to make me repent and give up this reckless decision, but I am a stubborn person, how can things that have been planned for a long time be easily changed because of his little anger?I put on a mask and followed him onto the stage.
This dance choreographed by Wang Jun is based on a simple but poignant love story: when a pair of people who really love each other are looking forward to a better life in the future, the girl suddenly gets terminally ill.Boys and girls fought tenaciously against the disease, but ended in failure.When Wang Jun told me about his idea, I deliberately teased him and said, "You are too cruel, I won't do it. Do you want me to die too?"
Wang Jun said: "How can I be willing? Only tragedies can easily touch the hearts of the audience. For our success, you should make a heroic sacrifice once."
The background music of the whole dance is "Blessed Lovers". The rhythm is relatively fast at the beginning, and gradually slows down as the dance plot develops, until the final part is filled with sorrow and complaints.
When the music started, a bunch of snow-white spotlights were projected on me. After a moment of silence in the auditorium, buzzing buzzing sounded.I danced, I didn't expect it myself, and I just fell into character naturally.But I regarded Wang Jun as Li Yi, and the life and death caused by the disease as Li's ruthless betrayal of me.The music seemed to be a stream with substance, and I drifted like a fish.I struggled in a cold and invisible net. I bumped into it again and again, trying to break through the net, but was bounced back again and again, and finally lay powerlessly in Wang Jun's arms.At that moment, I was lying in Li Yi's arms in a trance, and I was willing to really die.I subconsciously took off the skull mask, revealing my tearful face, then fell from Wang Junde's arms, and lay gracefully on the ground...
Applause, prolonged applause.
Wang Jun pulled me up who was still immersed in the plot, and stood on the stage waiting for the judges to score.Wang Jun secretly looked at me happily, and squeezed my hand hard, conveying the excitement and joy of success.We got 9.81 points and temporarily ranked second.A judge teacher also specifically mentioned the flexible use of props in the dance, saying that although the application of the skull mask is only a small detail, it is just right and plays a finishing touch.
Backstage, Wang Jun ran ahead and helped me put on my windbreaker.He was so happy that he closed his mouth from ear to ear, and kept saying, "How did you do it? How did you think of it? It's amazing, it's great."
If I'm really doing a good job, it doesn't mean I'm smart or creative, it's just wrong.Maybe I didn't know why I did this before I stepped on the stage, but now I know, it's because I'm in love, in love with someone who rejects me thousands of miles away.The skeleton plays a role in suggesting despair in the dance, and I wear the skeleton, not only because of despair, but also contains a thousandth of a thousandth of hope.
Of course, I couldn't explain this to Wang Jun, so I had an idea, and said "no comment" with a hippie smile and temporarily perfunctory.At this time, my heart suddenly thumped, and I felt that I had lost something, which was very important, but I couldn't remember what I had lost.I looked left and right, hoping I could see something important.
Several students gathered around and congratulated us.Wang Jun opened the chatterbox and talked about his creative ideas and creative process, as if he was interviewing the media.When I searched in all directions and found nothing, I had no choice but to turn to Wang Jun for help.I pulled Wang Jun, who was talking about it, aside, and told him in a low voice, "Think about it for me, I seem to have lost something, but no matter how I think about it, I can't figure out what I lost."
Wang Jun was thinking hard, and then suddenly realized, "You lost the skull mask."
It dawned on me. "Yes yes, I threw it on the stage. You must help me find it."
"Don't bother, don't say one, I'll buy you ten or eight tomorrow."
"No, I want that one, it's very important! At least it has made a lot of contributions to our dance." I was afraid that Wang Jun would not be able to find the mask, so I emphasized its importance to us.
"Yes, yes, how could I forget? But if you find it, give me the mask as a souvenir, right?"
"No, I can't give this to you. Let's go to the store tomorrow, and I'll buy you as much as you want."
"Okay, we also have a gentleman's demeanor, what do you say we should do." Wang Jun waved his hand generously, and I seemed to see a sly smile in his eyes.
The results of the competition came out, and we won two awards: the second prize for performance and the award for outstanding creation. Because I couldn't forget the lost skull mask, success did not bring me the happiness I should have.When I came on stage to accept the award, I still couldn't forget to search around the stage, but I couldn't find it.