Daddy Academy

Article 3027 of the Code

Xiao Xiaobai was flattered by the praise from the director of Pujiang Theater. She put her hands behind her back and walked a few steps pretentiously. Then she couldn't hold back any longer and ran away as fast as she could, catching up with her aunt, smiling.

After all, she is still a child.

The director of Pujiang Theater is over 50 years old, but he still has a childlike heart and looks a bit like an old naughty boy. He is able to cater to Xiaobai and the others' interests and get along well with them. With just a simple handshake, he can arouse the emotions of the children and make them feel deeply respected.

Not only was the "brainless" Robin flying with joy, but even the most mature Xiaomi, the calm and composed Dudu, and the arrogant and cold Cheng Cheng were in a good mood and felt their importance here.

"Xiaobai, please come over here. The show will start soon."

The dean arranged for everyone to come directly to the front of the stage. The stage hall, which could seat nearly two thousand people, was empty at the moment, with no one else except them.

However, the hall was brightly lit and they sat in the front row.

The dean introduced that the performance of "The Story of Liang Zhu" would begin soon, and asked them to give more opinions and suggestions later.

After that, a staff member came with a cart, bringing drinks, fruits and melon seeds.

Robin grabbed a handful of it with his little hands, and the food fell from between his fingers with a rustling sound.

Her aunt taught her, "Take as much as you can. What are you going to live with so much?"

Robin laughed awkwardly and quickly put some of the things down, picking only a bottle of Little Bear drink, a big orange, and a few bags of preserved fruits.

When it was Dudu's turn, he caught a lot with one hand, easily.

Robin looked at her hands, then at her own, feeling a little frustrated. Were her hands too small?

"Liuliu, get something to eat."

The dean reminded the international durian.

In the past, Guoji Liu was very concerned about food and drink, and he only regretted that he had short legs and could not run fast, otherwise he would not be the last one in line every time.

But this time, even though the drinks, fruits and melon seeds were already in front of her, she remained unmoved and buried her head in writing and drawing in her notebook.

"Ah? There's a duck to eat. Oh, I'm busy taking notes."

Liuliu pretended to be serious and claimed that she was taking notes for "The Story of Liang Zhu" and writing down her opinions and suggestions.

Xiao Bai couldn't stand her hypocrisy and sneered, "The show hasn't even started yet, what are you remembering?"

After saying that, she turned her head to look at Liuliu's notebook, but Liuliu was prepared. She slapped the notebook and said seriously, "Do you want to plagiarize?"

Xiaobai continued to use his taunting skills: "Even if I copied Robin, I would never copy you!"

Robin was eating preserved fruit like a hamster. When she heard what her aunt said, she couldn't help but smile. This was an affirmation of her achievements! In her aunt's mind, her academic performance had surpassed Liuliu. She was better than Liuliu!
Liuliu didn't take Xiaobai's ridicule seriously. She laughed and said, "I got one point higher than you in the final exam."

I guess Liuliu can talk about this for the rest of her life.

Xiao Bai didn't accept the challenge, but said to the dean: "I don't want to eat Liuliu, push it away quickly."

As he said that, he was about to push the cart full of snacks away by himself. Liuliu quickly put away her grudge book and grabbed one of the legs of the cart. He could not run away until she took it.

Compared to Liuliu's pretense, Xiao Weiwei was really taking notes.

The young war reporter wrote and drew in the interview notebook. Although the performance had not yet begun, she had already started to make suggestions on the scene layout and lighting.

As for Cheng Cheng, she already had at least one opinion while she was still in the car, which was that she was very dissatisfied with the change in that line.

Amid the noise, the show began.

Xiaobai and her friends performed the young actors’ version, but Pujiang Theater performed the adult version.

One is that it is too difficult to find suitable child actors for the Little Drama Bone version, and the second is that the audience for the Little Drama Bone version is much smaller after all.

The dean accompanied Zhang Tan as they watched and chatted. The children watched very seriously, frowning or laughing from time to time.

Watching others perform their stage plays is a novel and interesting feeling.

They watched the performance, which lasted more than an hour, with great gusto. Except for going to the toilet during the performance, they sat in their seats without moving and were extremely engaged.

When the song "Farewell" sounded, the eyes of the girlfriends were sparkling and filled with tears.

When they first sang it on stage, they didn’t think the song was that sad, but now as audience members, when they listen to the song again, they feel particularly emotional.

When they first performed, all of them sang "Farewell" together, but the current performance of "The Story of Liang Zhu" uses their original chorus rather than a collective chorus of actors on the scene, thus retaining their singing.

They were moved by their own singing.

In the final scene where Liang Zhu turns into butterflies, everyone was extremely excited. Some had red eyes, some clenched their fists, gritted their teeth, and some curled up in their seats sobbing quietly... Everyone had different expressions.

Finally, all the lights came on, the play ended, and the actors stood together and bowed to the row of audience members below the stage.

Xiaobai and the others stood up and applauded them.

Robin floundered in her seat for several times and almost couldn't stand up. It was Dudu who heard the sound, turned his head to look at her in surprise, and picked her up.

The little one looked at Dudu gratefully, then straightened his back and applauded with everyone else.

The dean introduced everyone to each other and then took everyone to the conference room. This time, not all the actors attended the conference room, but several leading actors and directors.

The dean gave an opening speech and first asked Zhang Tan to say a few words.

Zhang Tan smiled and casually mentioned three points and then ended. The protagonists today are Xiaobai and the others, not him, so he has to distinguish the primary from the secondary.

Upon seeing this, the dean looked at Xiaobai and the others and said with a smile, "Then please let Xiaobai give you guidance."

The leading actors and directors present also looked at Xiaobai curiously. They knew that Xiaobai and his group were original creators and that they came to perform for Xiaobai and her group today, asking for their guidance.

They thought it was just a polite remark from the dean, so they didn't take it too seriously. This time it was probably just to show respect to the original creators like Xiaobai.

So their mentality is very relaxed. It would be better if they could take this opportunity to get to know Xiaobai and the others. It would be even better if they could get to know Zhang Tan.

Xiaobai was called, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he looked left and right, wanting Liuliu to speak first. However, Liuliu seemed to be busy taking notes and summarizing the pros and cons of the stage play.

Xiaobai's eyes met the silly, innocent and clear eyes of his little niece, and he automatically ignored them. What could this silly child say?

"Cheng Cheng, please say a few words first."

She ordered Cheng Cheng. She was confident in Cheng Cheng and knew he would not be stage-frightened. He was like Liuliu and had real ingredients, unlike Liuliu.

Cheng Cheng was called, nodded calmly, opened a beautiful pink notebook, and said, "Mainly talk about the shortcomings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the scene became a little weird. The dean was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief. Children are honest and don't have the hypocrisy of adults.

He took off the cap of his pen and prepared to take notes.

Cheng Cheng continued, "First of all, your lines are not well revised...; secondly, the rhythm of the script is unbalanced, and the narrative rhythm is too slow in some places..."

The dean's hand, which was about to take notes, froze in mid-air. He looked at Cheng Cheng again in surprise, as if he saw Cheng Cheng for the first time, and looked at her carefully.

He was just pretending to take notes, but he didn't expect that this kid could really give out useful information. What he said sounded very reasonable and professional. Things like script rhythm and narrative rhythm were all professional terms.

(End of this chapter)