Chapter 8 8. Kneeling and acting

In order to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the Chinese people insisting on standing, our school will put on a show. In music class, an exciting thing happened. The music teacher wanted to choose a chorus singer. So the class began to gossip, some people started to hang their voices, and some people started to beat and kick them to accompany them. But when the teacher really came to pick someone, they stood in the corner with short-sightedness, and stood in a row, with their heads bowed and their hands behind their backs, with tragic expressions. None of them dared to smile, like Jews waiting to be shot in a concentration camp.The teacher took a baton and pointed at them, maybe who would end up first.In the end, except for a boy who was smiling and not serious enough, all the other boys who were in pain were selected.

Of course, when it came to choosing girls, I was also selected, which is nothing to be proud of. There were only three girls who were not selected: one who couldn’t shout, one who was about to repeat a grade, and one who was full of beards. I don't know how the rehearsal went.All I know is that I stand in the last row, usually when the teacher is not around, I only lip-sync, and when the teacher comes, I raise my voice a few times, and I have to catch up with homework when I go home at night. so excited.The official performance started, and we didn't have the same costumes, just our school swimsuits, pink ones, and one-inch skirts.Luckily, the swimsuit wasn't a three-point swimsuit.

We were the first show, so many parents came to help us with the clothes. We had no parents to follow, and the teacher chased us onto the stage like ducks.I stood in the last row with a smile on my face, and I lip-synced without any mistakes, but I was also exaggerated by the "favorites" in the first row to a happy mood. The last action is that we lift the flowers hidden behind our heads above our heads, shaking, shaking, and the flowers are like rain for a while. Many girls look at the fake flowers that they have worked so hard to get from the vase with regret, but The boos from the audience reminded them of their mission, and they restored their "sweet" smiles again.

Finally, I stepped down and went to the auditorium to find my seat. Like a general who has won a battle, or an overseas Chinese who returned from abroad, I kept asking around in a "beautiful" voice: "Where do I sit Where do I sit?" The second program is "The Story of Spring" danced by the teachers.I can't help but worry: Do the teachers have time to change their clothes?Sure enough, I vaguely saw the teacher coming to the stage with a shoe.I really answered that sentence: the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.Don't look at their grandeur and mightiness, but they are full of old and young.

The first time I saw the teacher, I was angry.They are wearing white skirts, and each of them has a coconut tree tied on their head. Why don't they give us such a good dress?They also put on a lot of powder and rouge, which makes the color of the face and neck very different, as if the head was connected by someone else, scary!Look at the students again, the whole "millet plus rifle", how much rouge to put on has to be limited, what a pain! The teacher danced with a stiff neck, but he still rushed forward without knowing what to do, and he didn't know how to make up this movement.Like a group of big white geese.It is not difficult to see that they are very excited when spring comes. Suddenly, something goes wrong, and a teacher's skirt is too long, and it is hooked under the feet.The teacher was angry, and jumped up and down with his feet, hopping on one foot.This is the first difficult move since the beginning.The skirt came down, and the teacher started stretching his arms and legs again. We thought the storm was over, but the skirt had not been liberated yet.She had no choice but to jump to a corner with one foot, carefully and earnestly took off her shoes and skirt, at an incomparably slow speed.

She didn't notice that her comrade-in-arms was winking at her. It turned out that at the last movement, the teacher was in the first row, and she couldn't make it out of shape, so she put on her shoes while running and arrived at the destination. fell down. We didn't dare to laugh. From the beginning of the show, we had our hands up and were ready to burst into thunderous applause. Even if the sky fell, the rules would remain the same.The teacher came down and explained his mistakes over and over again in near nonsense.Her face became even redder, and the red light spread all over the floor.

The following programs were unremarkable, either the big red jacket or the red pocket.Fumbling, rolling, jumping around. The only thing that caught my attention was a musical.The plot is that Xiao Haiyan is a "worker" of the landlord. Later, the Red Army came and rescued Xiao Haiyan. Little Haiyan is disappointing, wearing patched clothes, either crying or passing out, or staring, her eyes are never idle.At this time, there will be someone dressed as a woman with her waist stuck in her waist, pointing and cursing for her. The landlords and the gang need to spend more time talking about it.Haiyan had a fierce face, and the mother-in-law didn't have a good voice. Only when the landlord came on stage, could she laugh a few times, so I still remember it to this day.

The landlord is fat and reminiscent of pork buns, but he doesn't look like a bad guy.That dog leg of his had a big "beauty mole" on the upper left corner of his mouth, and he looked as bad as his grandma's house. One of them is known as the "fourth" of the school's "underworld", so the teacher is an expert in picking villains! The "landlord" was very miserable. He swaggered for a minute before being tied up by the Red Detachment of Women and knelt on the ground. The dog leg disappeared after showing his face for a minute, he might have been shot—but it’s not certain, he might have gone to the Red Army, because I saw the mole on the mouth of the leader of the Red Detachment of Women who didn’t wash it off, and when he came out, Xiao Haiyan It jumped into his arms immediately.Some of us in the audience covered their eyes and some chewed their tongues.

The worst thing is to play the waves behind.The whole show was kneeling on the ground. When the landlords came, they waved up and down to express protest; when the Red Army came, they waved left and right to express their joy.The little Haiyans were all liberated, and they were still kneeling on the ground and waving their arms endlessly.It feels like a group of kneeling arms. I can't watch too much, the next show is me playing the violin, I thought, don't make me kneel on the ground and play the violin.