Chapter 277 Give Me Courage

Chapter 277 Give Me Courage

Chapter 277 Give Me Courage

"Gu Lu? Why don't you go in?" Zhang Liru, the president of Shu Ren Literary Society, saw King Guru at the door of the small auditorium.

"It's not convenient for me to go in." Gu Lu sat on the edge of the flower bed. Everything was fine except that it was a bit hot, there were many mosquitoes, and the tiles were too hard.

Zhang Liru half-jokingly said, "With your status, if you go in, even if you want to sit in the same row with the principal, it will be no problem."

"Keep a low profile." Gu Lu waved his hand, "But now it's time for the Shu Ren Literature Club to perform. I came here to confirm the gathering time."

When the literature club was performing, Zhang Liru suddenly realized that if Gu Lu, the big star of No. 8 Middle School, entered the small auditorium, it was foreseeable that the attention of the school leaders and the leaders of the education department would definitely turn to Gu Lu.

Then wouldn’t all their hard work of practicing the stage play for most of the semester during their break time be wasted?

Why didn’t I think of this, Zhang Liru thought. I’m the president and a girl, but I’m not as attentive as the other party.

"The performance will last more than an hour..." Zhang Liru implied that it would be tiring to wait.

"I'll go to the society office to review manuscripts later. When you're done, we'll meet in the corridor," said Gu Lu.

"Okay, no problem." Zhang Liru said, "Being a president is very tiring, but you should still take care of your health. You have too many dark circles under your eyes."

Indeed, Gu Lu currently looked exhausted, as if he had lost one of his seven spirits.

"We'll just have to wait until the publication expands." Gu Lu said that, in comparison, the left and right arms should be more tired.

After confirming the time and place, Gu Lu left and walked towards the school library.

Once "Youth" was published, there was no need to hide who founded the publication.

It is currently the break between the first and second classes in the afternoon, and there are quite a few students from No. 8 Middle School watching.

No one came to greet Gu Lu, just like watching the raccoons in the zoo, just for fun. When the real owner came, they all dispersed.

A unique way of watching people, rarely seen in other places except schools.

What is tiredness? I stayed up late to read submissions until 1:30 in the morning yesterday. Gu Lu was too inefficient.

"Huh? Tangyuan sent me a message yesterday." Gu Lu was busy reviewing manuscripts and barely saw it.

[Li Guyuan: Gulu, you said yesterday that the review process was slow. I thought about it and it was probably because of the lack of a standard. For this article, "Water Monster" written by Zhang Hong can be used as a basic comparison. I personally think that our school magazine should focus on three aspects: writing style, content, and fun. Zhang Hong's article has a passing score of 15 points (out of ) in all three dimensions, and a score above points can pass the initial screening.]
A method was sent to Gu Lu, who took a look at it. This was not enough to solve his problem of slow efficiency.

Because we need to conduct three-dimensional scoring, we must read the article in its entirety. But the scoring formula can be used for the members who will be recruited in the future.

"Methodology dumplings." Gu Lu discovered very early that Li Guyuan was very good at summarizing techniques, even including crossing the road. There was a section of road from the school to the grocery store with two traffic lights every 50 meters. Li Guyuan found that if he walked four seconds after the first green light, he could pass the second one very smoothly according to his own walking rhythm.

"Should I interview Li Guyuan in my second video?" Gu Lu thought, he is capable, and "Tangyuan's writing skills are really amazing among people of the same age."

……

On the other side, Qi's mother was cheering her daughter up.

She said, "As long as you play at your usual level, we have a very good chance of winning today."

"Yeah." Qi Caiwei nodded.

"Think about your childhood wishes and don't forget your original intention." Qi's mother said, and her daughter still nodded.

Mother Qi looked at her daughter, who was standing tall and graceful with a great figure, and said with a smile, "This Xiaying gauze skirt was spun based on the skirt that mother wore back then."

"Go and change it." Mother Qi handed it to her daughter.

The latter walked to the dressing room very obediently. The Youth Rising Star Dance Competition is still very formal. Therefore, the basic configuration of the contestants is complete.

The Xiaying gauze skirt comes from Dream of the Red Chamber. The girl dances gracefully with her skirt fluttering in the wind. From a distance, it looks like a net of red smoke.

Qi Caiwei walked out fully dressed, as if she was covered with colorful clouds, and her every move was very beautiful.

Looking at my daughter is like seeing myself in the past. So beautiful, so brilliant.

"The dance 'Teng Yun' was my mother's signature dance back then, and it's being performed on stage today," said Mother Qi. "I'm proud of you."

Qi Caiwei didn't say anything.

This made Qi's mother feel a little bit wrong, because in the past her daughter would definitely reply, "I will never let my mother down."

Deliberately not saying what my mother wants to hear.

Qi Caiwei clearly felt her heartbeat speeding up, as if it was about to jump out of her throat, but she quickly adjusted herself. Today, she was going to do something bigger, and now was just a small test.

The dance skirt was very beautiful, but when Qi Caiwei wore it, it was like layers of white bandages wrapping her up like a mummy, making her unable to break free.

"Mom, are you looking forward to my winning first place tonight?" Qi Caiwei asked, looking up. She could clearly see the lines on her mother's face that were left by the years. She looked a lot like her mother, and everyone she knew said so since she was a child.

"Winning first place will be very helpful for your future development." Mother Qi said, "Of course I am looking forward to you winning the championship for me."

I used two special words to express my feelings.

Okay, then I will let you, mom, be disappointed at your happiest moment! Qi Caiwei made a decision in her heart.

A cornered dog will jump over the wall, and an honest person can be very scary when pushed to the limit. Similarly, Qi Caiwei, who has never had any independent thinking since childhood, must have been extreme in her first struggle with independent consciousness.

The makeup and costumes were all arranged and it was almost time.

The Rising Star Dance Contest has begun.

The audience and judges entered. There were quite a few spectators and the judges were professional.

The equipment at the venue is also good.

At this moment, there is a lot of drama outside the venue.

"When CC is in the best moment, we will dance." Gu Lu prepared a big cheering banner.

"When it comes to being awesome, Brother Gulu, I have to give you credit for being able to get all of our club members to take leave and leave school right after the performance in the small auditorium."

"Last time, Tiga's light went out, and I asked for leave to go support Tiga, but the teacher directly rejected it."

"Hahaha, this is my first time watching a dance competition. Brother Gulu, I gave my first time to you, so you have to be responsible for me."

All twelve core members of the Shu Ren Literary Society were pulled over by Gu Lu.

These twelve people agreed to come to support Qi Caiwei. Some just wanted to have fun, some wanted to see how she danced, and some were sincere.

Although Qi Caiwei made them practice for a period of time in vain, she was very responsible when taking over. In addition, Qi Caiwei was beautiful and had a cheerful and gentle personality.

"Don't worry, I will wave loudly." The tall Xiao Ai said, "The performance in the small auditorium was so successful today, and it was also blessed by the red button."

"It's strange, too. Caiwei has been in our literature club for a semester, and I've never heard her talk about dancing."

"She seems to be good at dancing. She is a dance specialty student."

President Zhang Liru took control of the situation, "Okay, Director Hu told us that we must listen to Gu Lu when we go out, don't forget."

A group of people walked towards the venue in a mighty procession, with Red Bull available at the door.

Oh no, it’s a yellow cow. The main reason is that this cow is wearing a bright red vest, which is too conspicuous.

"Little students, do you want tickets? I have cheap tickets here." Red Bull said mysteriously, "You are all students, not much older than my daughter."

"As an uncle, I'm giving you a bargain. The seats in the fifth row are only 120 yuan each." Red Bull called himself uncle after just two sentences.

"Is the fifth row good? Isn't there a better seat than in the rows ahead?" asked Xiao Ai, who was much taller than the Red Bull in front of him.

"Is this your first time watching the Rising Star Dance Competition?" Red Bull said, "There were tickets for the first few rows for the preliminary and semi-final rounds. Now it's the finals, so the first row to be sold is the fifth row. The first four rows are all for invited guests."

"Those tickets are simply unavailable," said Hongniu. "My fifth row is equivalent to the first row of the audience."

After hearing this, the students in the literature club looked down at the tickets in their hands.

The 12 people are divided into two types, six in the third row and six in the fourth row.

"But our tickets are for the third and fourth rows!" Xiao Ai said without hesitation.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Red Bull didn't believe it.

Then Red Bull saw the front row tickets that were not for sale, which was really different.

The tickets on sale are all blue in color, while the tickets in people's hands are goose egg yolk in color.

At this moment, Zhang Liru and others once again felt the value of the two words "Gu Lu".

As for the tickets, I went to Vice Chairman Shen Tiemei, whom I met when I adapted "The Little Prince" into a children's play.

As mentioned before, the little prince completely changed Gu Lu's current situation, including his network of contacts.

Before the Young China, Shen Tiemei was also happy to do a favor for the talented writer, not to mention that the ticket request happened after the Young China. Dancers also fall under the jurisdiction of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, so it was easier for Vice Chairman Shen to get the ticket.

The Little Prince changed Gu Lu, and the story of young China divided Gu Lu’s position in the literary world into two parts.

Find your seat and sit down.

The audience around them were generally over 30 years old, and Gu Lu and his group were very special.

There were four contestants entering the finals, and Qi Caiwei was the youngest among them.

The registration range for new stars is 13-18 years old, and the other three, except Qi Caiwei, are all or years old.

The reason why the dance competition is so difficult is that the age, gender and dance type groups have been eliminated and merged into one. Can you imagine a competition between ballet and folk dance?

The first dancer to appear on stage was a folk dance, a modified dance of the Tujia ethnic group. As an aside, the Tujia ethnic group is the most common ethnic minority in the foggy city.

There is really a threshold to dance appreciation.

The first one was not appreciated by everyone.

Since he can enter the finals, there must be a reason for it. Gu Lu held this thought and forced himself not to be distracted.

I do see a clue though, although the dancers jump around like they are performing a shamanic dance, in fact they seem to be expressing the confrontation between man and beast.

There is indeed a masculine beauty, and Gu Lu could feel it even without being shirtless.

Qi Caiwei walked to the center of the stage in a tulle dress with a rosy glow. The stage lights were focused on her, so she definitely couldn't see the students in the audience.

Because there are only a few floor lights in the auditorium, it is relatively dim, and the bright lights are only reserved for the stage.

The name of the dance is "Soaring Clouds", and this dance requires some props.

The light white gauze flutters in the wind, representing clouds on the stage.

The dancers rise and fall with the "clouds", which places stringent demands on waist and abdominal strength, as well as control of the body.

If you don't handle it well, it will be like a clown circling around a white veil.

When it’s done, Qi Caiwei looks like this now.

"So beautiful!" Zhang Liru's eyes widened, "As graceful as a startled swan, as gentle as a swimming dragon."

Qi Caiwei's dancing skills are comparable to the previous folk dances.

But the core of the performance is different, and people's appreciation is also different. The Tujia modified dance pays attention to "events", whether it is a dance sacrifice, history, or birds and animals, there must be a story.

The core of classical dance is "harmony", the perfect unity of hands, eyes, body, method and steps.

Qi Caiwei seemed to be playing with the crowd with the white gauze like clouds. Every time she moved, she stepped on the hearts of the audience.

Xiao Ai is not that educated, he is more direct, "Fuck, a fairy in red."

"Don't be so loud, let's keep a low profile." Gu Lu reminded.

Too excited, Xiao Ai whispered an apology, but the shock in her eyes did not disappear.

The most exciting part of "Soaring Clouds" is also the most difficult part of this dance. The dancers are required to jump high in the air in a flying posture and bend their waist slightly in the air to express the laziness and casualness of soaring clouds.

This action needs to be practiced many times before it can be successful. After success, it takes a long time to practice it again if you want to achieve beauty. People in the circle call this action "sleeping in cloud gauze".

But Qi Caiwei did not plan to succeed today, because she wanted to use failure to avenge her mother.

It doesn't fit CC's mentality to say it's revenge. It should be using failure to rebel against her mother.

She can succeed if she wants to, and fail if she wants to. Not everything is necessarily decided by her mother.

Obviously, such a small thing as not replying to my mother's words makes my heart beat, but why can't I feel it beating now? Qi Caiwei felt unusually calm at this moment.

There's no need to jump like that... Qi Caiwei thought to herself, and saw a large banner with the words [CC Invincible***] on it.

With the help of the floor lamp, I could vaguely see that they were students from the literature club, with their right hands raised high.

It was just a quick glance, and Qi Caiwei didn't see the entire text on the banner, nor did she see clearly how many students were there.

But she clearly saw, or rather felt, that her deskmate had arrived!
Qi Caiwei, who wanted to give up, changed her mind in an instant and performed the cloud gauze sleeping style very well.

Qi's mother was ecstatic because this Yunsha sleeping bag was more perfect than her daughter's ever been.

That bent waistline, that stretch of the right leg, and that rotation of the left wrist.

Just the right amount of both hardness and softness.

Especially in the previous dances, Qi Caiwei had no expression, but she smiled brightly when she was "Sleeping in Yunsha".

It was as if a red rose bloomed in the clouds!

The dance ended and Qi Caiwei bowed and left the stage.

There was a roar of applause from the audience. Gu Lu also applauded. His years of dancing skills were really not exaggerated.

Qi Caiwei, who is a little silly at ordinary times, is radiant on the stage.

The third and fourth places are modern dance and peacock dance.

To be honest, modern dance is the best because the choreography uses certain props.

But from a personal perspective, it is undoubtedly Qi Caiwei.

After all four contestants finished their performances, several judges began to discuss scoring and rankings.

At this time, the audience can leave their seats to smoke or go to the toilet.

When Qi Caiwei came to meet her classmates, she was overwhelmed by praise before she could even open her mouth.

"So beautiful! Caiwei, you are so beautiful." This was the first sentence Zhang Liru said when she greeted her.

Gu Lu said: "This is the first time I see you wearing a skirt. This red skirt suits you very well."

Xiao Ai said: "It's really eye-opening. I didn't even dare to say on stage that we were in the same club before."

Qi Caiwei coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed. She twisted her skirt with her right hand and asked, "Why are you here? Don't we have class today?"

"We are here to cheer you on," said Gu Lu.

"Yes, good luck, and the lucky charm will bless you." "If this doesn't come first, it would be really shady." "Although I know it's not nice to say this, but compared to the stage play, your dancing is too dazzling." "Are all of you dancers this beautiful?"...

"Lucky item?" Qi Caiwei captured the key information.

Then all the members of the club wore red buttons, so when they raised their right hands in the audience just now, they were holding buttons.

Did the blessing of so many red buttons make me decide to jump with all my strength again? Qi Caiwei thought.

She could only think this way, otherwise her face would get so hot that it needed to be cooled down.

There was no need to think about it, being able to bring so many classmates to the venue on a school day could only be done by one person on the scene.

"Thank you for coming. You gave me great courage. Thank you so much." Qi Caiwei thanked everyone.

Everyone waved their hands quickly, they had seen a wonderful game.

The club members who had some reservations before have completely gotten rid of them. Since they can dance so beautifully, there is no problem in giving up the stage play.

After a while, Qi's mother came over. She first went to the place where the review and discussion was taking place, and left when she found that she could not get any information.

Are you not going to school today? Mother Qi was about to say this when she opened her mouth, but she saw a familiar voice, it was Gu Lu! She had met him at the parent-teacher conference before and was deeply impressed.

And today is different from the past. The current Gu Lu is more famous than the Gu Lu a year ago, so Mother Qi certainly won't provoke him.

"Are you here to watch Caiwei's dance?" Mother Qi greeted them with a smile.

"Yes, hello, Auntie." Zhang Liru said, "Because we are all members of the Shuren Literature Society. We also hope that Caiwei can perform successfully."

"You are thoughtful." said Qi's mother.

Mother Qi said to her daughter, "You danced so well. Mom is proud of you."

"I am also proud of my dance today." Qi Caiwei said in her heart, because she wanted to win today.

"When does the award ceremony start?" Gu Lu asked.

"Well, I just asked." Mother Qi responded immediately, "The judges will talk for a while."

Gu Lu promised Director Hu that he would send the students back before evening self-study. He looked at the time and it was almost time.

"CC, tell us the results at school tomorrow, we are leaving." Gu Lu said.

"Ah? Aren't we waiting for the award ceremony?" some club members wailed.

"Look at the time. We can't wait any longer. Let's go." Zhang Liru agreed immediately.

A group of people said goodbye to Qi's mother and Qi Caiwei and left in a hurry.

Qi Caiwei lowered her head and twisted her skirt. For some reason, the suffocating feeling caused by the gauze skirt was gradually dissipating.

……

On Bilibili, an up user named “我明明好” released her fifth video.

The Central Academy of Drama held such a grand May Youth Art Festival, and they certainly wanted to spread it. Therefore, many videos of the singing competition were also posted on the Internet, but most of them were posted on Tudou.

Tudou.com’s own channel can upload original videos, which has greater traffic and attention.

But Zhao Mingming, who has professional equipment, definitely takes the best photos.

The potential of barrage has not yet been fully realized, but the mechanism created by the Japanese website Niconico has already blossomed in the country.

The few thousand fans originally followed the school because of the handsome men and beautiful women in the Central Academy of Drama. The Central Academy of Drama produces stars, and the Shanghai Theatre Academy produces idols, isn't that right?
“I’m rooting for my senior, she’s number one.” “I think the Central Academy of Drama is stronger than the Shanghai Theatre Academy.” “I’m ready, I’m ready.” “I didn’t expect to see my alma mater, I’ll leave a footprint.”…

(End of this chapter)