Senior Superstar

Chapter 438

The sixth act "candlelight illuminates the world", in fact, in the plot, the theme of the whole drama has been reflected.

The seemingly loose repertoire structure, with the assessment of a group of rural children by the alien fleet, has been perfectly combined. Throughout the play, the burden of the teacher teaching the children the last lesson before his death has been shaken out.

But the rhythm of literary film and television works does not allow such an ending.

Just like making out with your girlfriend, it is impossible to go to the shower immediately after the passion, and you need to be tender for a while.

This is called aftertaste.

That is, the emotional catharsis part of the work after pointing the title.

Fundamentally speaking, "Country Teacher" is still a eulogy.

Seeing that in the live broadcast room, the sand sculpture netizens were already in a state of shock, Li Shixin chuckled.

At this time, all the actors on the stage had come down.

Zhu Peiqi took off the huge alien headgear and threw herself into Li Shixin's arms.

"Ms. Li, how was my performance just now? Was it great?!"

Li Shixin's old waist almost vomited blood when the slightly chubby Zhu Peiqi choked.

"Son, come down first! Respect my waist!"

Patting Zhu Peiqi on the back, Li Shixin unloaded the goods.

Maybe it was because she was too excited when she was acting on stage, wearing a rubber headgear that was airtight, and Zhu Peiqi's hair was completely wet with sweat. Seeing the little girl's effort, Li Shixin covered his waist and smiled.

"The acting was good just now! The recorded lines and actions are all in line, it's really stylish!"

After being praised by Li Shixin, Zhu Peiqi had a big smile on her red face.

Patting the little girl on the shoulder, Li Shixin waved his hand: "Okay, don't waste time, let the students in the art college band prepare it."

"Well! Received!"

After receiving Li Shixin's instructions, Zhu Peiqi blinked her eyes in a funny way, and after saluting Li Shixin with an alien chest hammering salute, she took out her mobile phone. Click on the main group of the school's student union, and send a message as an administrator.

The second after she sent the message, the cell phones of all the students in the auditorium of the theater rang.

After a few minutes of setting up the stage, the seventh and final act of "Country Teacher", "Night Ends Day", opened the curtain.

"Nimma, I thought it was just a short drama. I watched it while I was raking. If I had known this drama would be so long, I would have wiped my ass first. Now I'm all fucked up and left the sand sculptures. I turned off my phone and washed my ass. Nest! Why did this scene start again?!"

"I'm so noisy! I thought the last scene was the ending, why is there still a part of this?"

"That's the benefit of leaving late!"

"A group of idiots have already left the live broadcast room just now, hahaha!"

In the unexpected surprise of the netizens in the live broadcast room, the plot of the seventh act began;

The scene on the big screen on the stage returned to that cramped and barren mountain village.

As the east turns pale, a new grave stands in front of the golden wheat field in front of the school.

There is only a door panel on the small grave, on which is written "Ms. Li's Tomb" in chalk. Only a box of pencils and a few tattered textbooks were buried with him on the grave.

As long as it rains, the childish handwriting on the slate will disappear; it will not take long for this tomb and the people who sleep here will be completely forgotten by the outside world.

The sun peeked out from behind the mountain, throwing a ray of golden light into the still sleeping mountain village; on the valley grass still in shadow, the dewdrops were shining crystal light, and one or two timid birdsong could be heard.

The children were sobbing, they had forgotten all about last night. I just remember that the only person in this village who treated them like children, didn't expect them to go out to work and earn money, and was sincerely good to them, left forever.

Facing the first ray of sunlight shining into the mountain village, the children kowtowed to the new grave again. Then he got up and walked towards the village along the path.

They will live on, in this ancient and barren land, to reap the hope that is meager but does exist.

The group of small figures quickly disappeared into the light blue morning mist of the valley.

A gust of wind blew, and the stack of tattered books on the grave was turned over a page.

The angle of view of the camera on the big screen is gradually pulled in. The school, the new tomb, and the tombstones made of door panels all gradually disappeared, and the camera finally fell on the typeface on the page of the book.

As the camera zooms in, a magnetic voiceover resounds in the theater;

"Suppose an iron house has no windows and is extremely difficult to destroy. There are many sleeping people in it, who will soon be suffocated to death. However, they do not feel the sorrow of dying from sleepiness to death.

Now that you are yelling, you startled the more sober people, and caused this unfortunate few to suffer irreparably dying pains, do you think you are doing them a favor?

However, since several people got up, you can't say that there is absolutely no hope of destroying the iron house.

Lu Xun - "Scream, Preface"

As the voiceover settled down, the angle of view of the camera on the screen gradually increased.

The font of "Preface" became tiny and blurred, and the candlelight beside the grave also gradually faded.

The sun in the distance has completely jumped out of the mountain.

The star, which is in its prime, completely illuminates this cramped and poor mountain village, this ancient country that has been passed down for 5,000 years, and this planet where life has survived for millions of years.

The picture on the large electronic screen finally freezes on the blue earth in the vast universe.

End.

As the word "end" appeared on the screen, the entire audience in the theater was boiling!

Wow!

The applause that accumulated for the whole drama went straight to the roof at this moment!

Amid the wild applause, Li Shixin strode up to the stage with all the actors and behind-the-scenes. Bow to the audience in front of the audience and the live camera.

Appearing in front of the stage with Li Shixin, there is also a student band from the Art Academy.

Amid the applause, the band quickly set up their posture.

A melodious violin prelude slowly flowed out.

As the prelude sounded, one by one young students in the auditorium, one by one alumni who were no longer young, stood up silently and lit the candles that had been prepared in their hands.

"Maybe far away or yesterday, here or on the other side or on the other side.

The long road is full of joys and sorrows, people gather and people disperse.

Let go of right or wrong to know the answer, live bravely.

Without the aura of God, you and I are born ordinary."

A song with an extremely beautiful melody, sung by more than a thousand students at the scene, has a different kind of tenderness.

At this time, the large electronic screen that had been frozen on the stage reappeared.

These are all the video materials since Sun Yiming became the principal of Rongchuan in 1998; some are the pictures of him speaking at the opening ceremony to welcome the new students. Yes, there are sneak shots of the students when he discussed academic issues and life issues with the students in the cafeteria. Yes, it was this old man over seventy years old, striding to catch up with the couple in the grove, who was cast as a joke by the students. More are pictures of President Sun putting on doctoral caps for the students during graduation.

These photos are of different ages and resolutions, but one by one, each section is accompanied by the memory of every class of students since 1997.

"Recognizing regret in heartbreak, life is long and short.

The beating heart grows vines, willing to fight for danger.

Fell into the gray into the abyss, face covered with mud.

Without the halo of God, hold on to the ordinary in your hands.

This heart has no regrets in this life, and the fire of life has been ignited.

This heart has no regrets in this life, the fire of life has been ignited"

With the end of the singing, the screen on the stage finally freezes.

With this play, I would like to pay the highest respect to every disseminator of knowledge, every person who contributes youth and life to education, and every individual who spreads the torch to the next generation in order to continue civilization!

"Country Teacher", really - the end of the whole play.

"thanks, thanks"

Under the stage, seeing the scene in front of him, Sun Yiming, who was full of tears, held the hands of Wang Youde and Zhou Weiming, and stood up tremblingly from the wheelchair.

Looking at the young faces at the scene, he bowed deeply.

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On the stage, Li Shixin, who was illuminated by candlelight, heard two systematic beeps in his ears.

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