Film and TV Life Experiment Program

"Xiaoyu, this art festival is quite big, I'm sure you've heard about it.

Leaders from the Municipal Education Bureau and even the Provincial Education Department will come to the scene to enjoy the show with the students.

This is also a good opportunity for Zhenhua Middle School to showcase its image. We must do our best to make the performance a complete success!"

During the break, Pan Yuansheng called Gu Yu to his office and started to get excited without saying a word.

He was the only teacher of the same period who entered the government.

Regarding the art festival mentioned by Pan Yuansheng, there will be many leaders attending.

Xue Fanyi also told Gu Yu about this matter on the phone. In fact, it was not complicated. As a mother, she wanted to see how her son performed in school and hoped to participate in his growth.

Originally, it was just Director Xue's job to arrange for his secretary to coordinate the work. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. In a society where relationships are important,

The leaders of the Education Department were going to inspect Zhenhua, but the officials of the Education Bureau were not allowed to accompany them? As time went by, the scene became more and more serious.

Gu Yu didn't feel anything about this. He had seen a lot of the world, including politics and business, and all kinds of big shots and big scenes.

Besides, the person sitting in the audience this time is my own mother, so why should I be nervous?

"Well, my mother told me, Uncle Pan, don't feel too stressed. The leaders and cadres who came here are also parents, and they are here to see their children perform," Gu Yu explained.

"That's the truth, but our school will still try to be foolproof. This is not something you should consider.

I called you here because I want your advice on something, Xiaoyu, please think from the student's perspective."

Pan Yuansheng waved his hand and didn't say anything more on this topic. In the adult world, one needs to consider things more comprehensively.

"I looked at the program for this art festival and felt that the singing programs were a bit monotonous.

Well, it just so happens that I have some confidence in this aspect. You don’t know that I often participated in art performances and singing competitions from college to work.

Pan Yuansheng looked at Gu Yu with sharp eyes, and the meaning of his words was almost clear.

"Director Pan personally came out to have fun with the people. This is a good thing." Gu Yu said with a smile.

"That's an exaggeration. I'm just a school teacher. There were quite a few leaders there that day.

Xiaoyu, do you think it's okay for me to perform on stage? Will others think I'm trying to attract attention? "

Pan Yuansheng hesitated at this point, and he went to Gu Yu to ask, firstly, Gu Yu had prestige among the students, and he was also calm and mature.

Second, his mother is Xue Fanyi, the director of the Teachers Department of the Education Department.

"Uncle Pan, our school should hold the same art festival as it did before," Gu Yu smiled and replied softly.

Pan Yuansheng thought about it for a while and nodded in approval.

"By the way, how is your class three's performance going? We can't have a mess like last time.

Mi Qiao has an unstable temper and many ideas. Can you help check them?" Pan Yuansheng asked.

"I was just about to tell you about this, Uncle Pan. This is the outline of the script I wrote. We are going to put the magnificent history of the new youth saving the nation from the beginning of the New Democratic Revolution on stage.

Recreate various important nodes and major events, and depict the revolutionary spirit of the martyrs.

Gu Yu said as he handed the notebook in his hand to Pan Yuansheng.

"Well written! Very good! Xiaoyu, I am looking forward to your performance!"

After reading it carefully, Pan Yuansheng looked excited and his tone was full of expectation and encouragement.

With the affirmation of Director Pan and the support of the students in Class 3,

The stage play "Going Down the Mountain" has completed the script writing, role selection, line rehearsal, and stage design preparation in an orderly manner.

Perhaps it was the innocent hearts of the young people and their patriotic blood, or it could be the strong class cohesion.

Everyone actively and enthusiastically participated in the rehearsal, each doing their part.

But there was one person who didn't fit in. Ever since Xu Zhiqiang had a conflict with Gu Yu that day, he had been in a state of depression every day.

His deskmate Yao Heng asked him if anything happened and told him that if he had any trouble, he could ask Gu Yu for help.

Hearing this, Xu Zhiqiang's voice became even more depressed.

From then on, Xin Rui never paid any attention to him again, and didn't say a word to him. Even when they met face to face, she didn't even look at him, pretending to be strangers.

Xu Zhiqiang felt even more pain in his heart, but he had no other options.

He felt more and more that he should not stay in Zhenhua Middle School. This place did not belong to him and was not suitable for him.

Seeing that the classmates were busy with the stage play written by Gu Yu, and hearing the classmates praising Gu Yu from time to time,

Looking at Gu Yu, who always lives in the sunshine, at the center, shining, and Xin Rui, who is trying to get closer to him,

Xu Zhiqiang made up his mind that instead of continuing to humiliate himself, he would rather leave early and return to Jiangbei Middle School.

There, he had familiar classmates and friends, and his grades were among the best.

His classmates care about him, his teachers love him, he has friends to hang out with, and even girls like him.

As for staying in Zhenhua, he could get into a better university and have a brighter future, but this was too far-fetched for Xu Zhiqiang.

After the rest of the class had left, Xu Zhiqiang packed up his books, leaving only an empty desk.

He walked to Xin Rui's seat, put a letter in her drawer, looked around, and then walked out of the classroom without looking back.

The moment he stepped out of the school gate, he suddenly felt inexplicably relieved. He could finally return to his comfort zone.

But when he saw his mother still busy setting up the pancake stall, he felt a little guilty.

He walked quickly to the back of the stall, put down his schoolbag, and started to help his mother.

"Mom, I want to go back to Jiangbei Middle School. I can't keep up with the progress here and I'm always ranked last.

I would lose my confidence if I stayed any longer. If I go back to my old school, I can still get into a good university."

Xu Zhiqiang pushed the food cart and looked at the road. He did not dare to look his mother in the eye.

Afraid of seeing the disappointment in the other's eyes, he knew his mother had sacrificed a lot for him.

"Okay, I'll contact Director Pan and your former head teacher, Teacher Li, when I get back," said Xu's mother after a long silence.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You've done a good job. It's good to go back to Jiangbei Middle School.

I have been doing business there for a long time and I am familiar with the surrounding area. Teachers and students all like to eat the pancakes I make.

You can earn more here than here, and you don’t have to run back and forth every day, which is troublesome and will delay your study time," said Xu's mother softly.

She could sense that Xu Zhiqiang was in a bad mood recently. Although he had not read much and was not very good at speaking,

But the simple and plain words were filled with care, support and comfort for his son.

Xu Zhiqiang lowered his head and pulled the cart hard. This was an uphill section.

As long as he lowered his head, Xu's mother would not notice the tears welling up in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have grown up a lot.

The youth of ordinary people is filled with too many regrets and remorse, and there is no possibility of a second chance.