bayedsolid Chapter 767 Stage
Chapter 767 Stage
Daiyu was dressing in front of a diamond-shaped mirror when Su Tang suddenly held her hand and said, "Sister, you know that if your talent were alive today, you would be famous all over the world."
This time he was no longer obsessed with capturing the perfect image, but quietly watched the river water crush the sunset and reassemble the starry sky. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and the editor sent a message: "River Lanterns is great! The first print run is increased!" He turned off the screen and looked at the back of the old boatman repairing the fishing net. Suddenly, he felt that life was like this river - seemingly flowing day after day, but at a certain dusk, all the drifting had a home.
The story is set against the backdrop of a square dance competition held by the community, and revolves around Jia Zhang’s careful preparation for the competition but encounters constant problems. Through costume accidents, action errors, props errors and other plots, the story depicts her transformation from being arrogant to being in a state of embarrassment, showing the funny and real side of a small person in the market. Embarrassing things on the dance floor As soon as the morning light climbed over the top of the sycamore tree, Jia Zhang turned three times in front of the dressing mirror. The newly bought bright red diamond-studded cheongsam made her waist ache, but it made her chest look as plump as steamed buns made with steamed dough. "Auntie Wang and the others will definitely be jealous again." She winked at the mirror and tapped her gold-rimmed square dance entry certificate with her scarlet nails. The prelude of "The Most Dazzling National Style" was already floating from the speakers in the community square. Jia Zhang entered the venue with a "click-click" in her ten-centimeter red high heels, followed by the dancers she specially invited from the Senior University. The crowd immediately started to whisper, "Wow, Sister Jia is dressed like she's in a beauty pageant." She looked up, and the rhinestone hairpins on her temples dazzled in the sunlight, blinding people. As soon as the host finished her opening remarks, Jia Zhang grabbed the microphone and said, "Sisters, watch out. Today I'll show you what professionalism is!" She twisted her hips and walked to the center of the stage. As the music started, the slit of her cheongsam "sizzled" and a big hole was torn. The audience burst into laughter, and her face turned redder than her cheongsam. She hurriedly used a folding fan to cover her thighs, but one of her false eyelashes flew off. Aunt Liu from the dance troupe kindly handed her the needle and thread, but Jia Zhang stuffed the thread into her nostrils. "Are you embroidering your cheongsam or your nose?" Someone in the crowd shouted, causing the onlookers to laugh until they cried. She sewed two stitches carelessly, and when she stood up, her skirt got tangled in her high heels again, and she fell flat on her face, with her wig tilted on her forehead. After finally getting her outfit in order, Jia Zhang decided to save face with a difficult move. She imitated the dancers on TV and bent down, but she sprained her waist with a cry of "Ouch", and fell to the ground groaning. The dancers in the dance troupe were in a hurry to help her, but she clung to the edge of the stage and said, "Leave me alone! The show can't be ruined!" She didn't forget to pose in what she thought was an elegant pose. The climax came, and Jia Zhang wanted to throw up her folding fan and catch it. She swung it with all her strength, but the folding fan hit the thermos cup on the judges' seat. The hot water splashed out, scalding the judge, Teacher Wang, and she jumped to avoid it, and her wig fell on her face. Amid the laughter of the audience, the back of Jia Zhang's cheongsam opened at some point, revealing the plaid autumn trousers inside. "Sister Jia, this is a mix of ancient and modern styles!" The crowd burst into even louder laughter. Jia Zhang's face turned pale and red. She grabbed the false eyelashes on the ground and glued them on her eyes, but the glue stuck to her eyelids. She rubbed her eyes in a hurry, slipped, and fell into the flower pot beside the stage, with her head full of broken soil and petals. During the intermission, Jia Zhang hid in the backstage to wipe her tears. Aunt Wang handed her a tissue: "Old sister, don't take it to heart, let's just dance and have fun." She snorted: "It's all because of this broken cheongsam, it's three hundred and eighty!" As she said that, she pulled the torn collar, revealing the red bellyband that was worn inside out. At the beginning of the second half of the game, Jia Zhang changed into sportswear and went on stage. Without the restraint of high heels, she danced briskly. But her movements still had the same shyness as before, and it felt like she was stepping on cotton when she stretched out her hands and kicked her legs. Halfway through the dance, her cell phone rang in her trouser pocket. The ringtone of "Little Apple" mixed with the square dance music actually threw off the entire rhythm. The most amazing thing was that during the curtain call, Jia Zhang wanted to pose in a grand manner, but ended up knocking over the colored lights on the stage with a wave of her hand. The colorful lights swayed in the crowd, blinding the audience. She hurriedly tried to hold the light stand, but pulled the entire light box down, and it fell to the ground with a "clang", scaring the children in the front row to burst into tears. The results of the competition were announced, and Jia Zhang's team won the "Best Joy Award". During the award ceremony, her smile was uglier than crying. When she took the trophy, she found that it was made of plastic, and the words "Children's Toy" were printed on the base. The audience laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs. She froze on the stage holding the trophy, and her lipstick rubbed her cheeks, like a clown in an opera. When the show was over, Jia Zhang's high heels broke. She limped along the road and heard people talking behind her: "Sister Jia's performance today is more exciting than the skits on the Spring Festival Gala!" She gritted her teeth and turned back to glare, but she stepped on the long skirt of her cheongsam and fell on her butt with a cry of "ouch". In the moonlight, Jia Zhang sat on the side of the road rubbing her feet. The newly bought cheongsam was wrinkled and her false eyelashes were still stuck to her cheeks. She took out her cell phone to call her son to complain, but found that the album was full of ugly photos of her fall just now - she didn't know who took them secretly. Looking at her funny appearance in the photo, she was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and the laughter scared away the night birds in the treetops.
The story is based on Banggeng's daily rebellious behavior, and the sneak attack is triggered by classroom conflicts. The story describes in detail the process of the incident, the reactions of all parties, and Banggeng's psychological changes under the pressure of public opinion, exploring the growth dilemma and possible redemption behind the problem students. The bell on the edge of the cliff The September sun made the classroom glass hot, and Banggeng stuck the chewing gum he had been chewing for half an hour on the desk. Chen Mo, the head teacher, was analyzing the monthly exam results on the podium, and the chalk dust fell on his newly dyed chestnut curly hair. There was a snicker from the back row, and Banggeng kicked the chair at the front desk: "Fatty Wang, let me borrow your homework to copy." "Li Bang!" Chen Mo's chalk head hit his textbook accurately, "This is the third time you haven't handed in your homework this month. Call your parents tomorrow." The boy lazily propped himself up, revealing half of the tattoo sticker on the cuffs of his school uniform: "Teacher Chen, my dad is digging for gold in Africa, do you want a video call?" Amid the laughter, he caught a glimpse of the newly transferred intern teacher Lin Xia standing by the window, his white shirt blown up by the wind, like a wounded pigeon. During lunch break, Banggeng was smoking in the toilet, the flame of the lighter illuminated the scar on his collarbone. It was left by a fight with a group of vocational high school students last year. When his father found out, he just said, "Don't embarrass me." In the smoke, Lin Xia's voice suddenly came: "Classmate, smoking is prohibited in school."