Scum gong, I'm getting along with you Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 150

Shen Keyan was suddenly brought back to his senses by a burst of extremely enthusiastic booing, and when he came back to his senses, he still hadn't reacted for two minutes.

The uproar this time was even louder than the sum of the previous times. Even when Mr. Xu, who was booed by everyone, finished his performance, the class members were not so excited.

Shen Keyan followed everyone's line of sight, and saw a fair-skinned girl with glasses standing up in the penultimate row of the gatekeeper.

The girl wears a high ponytail, and her appearance is not outstanding, but she gives people a very quiet and calm feeling. When she raised her hand and pushed the frame of the mirror and walked out with a notebook, she gave off an old-fashioned look.

As soon as she walked to the podium, the people around her booed even more enthusiastically.

"Am I not mistaken, our great writer wants to perform a stage play?"

"With whom, is it just one person?"

Zhou Shuwen, a girl known as a great writer, was quite calm. After she walked to the podium, she still looked so quiet. It was not until the cultural and entertainment committee members shouted a few times to let everyone stop arguing, and the classroom became quiet, Zhou Shuwen said: "I won't perform. , but I wrote a script for a stage play, and if given the chance, I hope someone can interpret this stage play.”

As soon as she said this, the people below obviously accepted it much higher. Many people looked forward to it: "The script written by the writer must be very special. Come quickly, I can't wait."

Shen Keyan had an impression of Zhou Shuwen.

The Chinese class representative in the class has never scored less than 135 in each Chinese test.

Of all the subjects in Tengbai, only Chinese is often unable to rank first. After the two report cards were issued, Zhou Shuwen's Chinese scores were basically the first in the grade, and Tengbai was the first in the grade. Therefore, Shen Keyan read the diary twice. Lived with this name.

Facing the urging of the students below, Zhou Shuwen was not in a hurry. She leaned on the podium table, opened the book in her hand, and said in a storyteller's tone: "This story is called "The Door."

Zhou Shuwen pushed the black-rimmed glasses, and his calm tone drove the whole class to quiet down.

"There was a boy who loved flowers very much. He loved all the perfect and imperfect flowers in this world. Unfortunately, the world is so big, some flowers grow in the south, some flowers grow in the north, some flowers grow in the dark, and some flowers prefer Born to face the sun.

So the boy regrets every day that he cannot have all the flowers in the world at the same time, until one day, he got a garden.

It is a garden with all the flowers in the world, no matter in the garden, the flowers in the south or north, or in the sun in the corner, can all bloom together.

The flowers in the garden will never wither, and the boy thinks this is the best gift from heaven. He walks in the garden every day, immersed in endless joy, until one day, the garden is taken back.

God said, if you want to have this perfect garden for you forever, you have to go through some discipline.

The boy agreed without hesitation.

God wants him to step on thorns and flowers with bare feet, to eat his arms with man-eating flowers, to walk through deserts and torrents with oleanders in his mouth.

God said, as long as you can taste the poison of a hundred flowers, I will give you back what you want. "

The voice on the podium stopped, and the classroom fell silent for a moment, and even maintained this strange silence for a long time.

Until a boy with a cropped head in the front row asked in a low voice, "No more?"

Zhou Shuwen said: "For many people, this is the end."

Once again, the classroom fell into an eerie silence. After a while, as if a switch was pressed, discussions gradually started to sound.

"A writer is a writer. I don't understand what this level of thinking is?"

"Are you saying that what people want to get, they have to pay the corresponding price?"

"I feel a little bit like that ... that what gives you joy will give you equal pain."

Everyone was talking, until someone asked: "What is the ending of the majority, and what is the ending of the minority?"

Zhou Shuwen gave a rare smile, and said again: "Not everyone can survive the pain, some people will give up, some people will die on the road, and those who can reach the end will see a door."

The classroom became quiet again, waiting for Zhou Shuwen's next words, but Zhou Shuwen stopped talking again and looked at everyone with a smile.

Seeing this, everyone immediately discussed again.

"What do you mean? What's behind the door, a garden?"

"I feel that the answer of garden seems a bit too common."

"But didn't that boy go through so much suffering in the first place because he wanted to get the garden?"

"People's hearts are subject to change. After you have suffered so much for one thing, will you still want it purely like it was at the beginning?"

"It makes sense. I feel that this garden should be a kind of reference. It can be a thing or a person. If the boy gets someone, after a long time with the boy, that person is still willing to stand behind the door. Waiting for him? Changing the subject like this, is there another feeling that time will change too many things!"

"Stop talking, I already have a bitter love drama in my mind."

"It doesn't have to be love. I think a garden can refer to everything you love. After all, joy and pain always coexist."

Most of the delicate girls who were talking and thinking seriously, many boys have already started to give up thinking, just shaking their heads with emotion.

After Zhou Shuwen waited for everyone to discuss the voices gradually weakened, he spoke again: "This story is relatively abstract, so I designed three scenes, and there is only one leading actor, but the scene layout and background changes require many people.

The three scenarios are:

[-]. The young man was ecstatic when he got the garden, and played with the flowers among the bushes.

[-]. The garden was taken back, and the teenager began to experience hardships. This scene will have many changes, and it will be filled in according to the plot later.

The last scene depends on the character, whether the door will appear depends on whether the leading actor we are looking for wants to let it appear, or whether he has enough determination and perseverance to walk to the door, as for the door behind..."

Zhou Shuwen paused, and did not answer the above words when he spoke again, but said: "My first thought about this story was that a few days ago, I picked up a kitten by accident. , that obedient and beautiful milk cat is simply a gift from heaven. I once felt that I could not or did not deserve to have it, but it turned out that I did lose it in the end.

It was a very long process, and all the emotions fermented in my heart, so I wrote this script.But after it is written, this script can contain too many things. It can be the end of a relationship, or any gain and loss in life. It doesn't have very concrete things, so in my opinion , behind that door can be anything, and these things, I would like to collectively call it for the boy in the story..."

When Zhou Shuwen said the last thing, he didn't say it right away.

She speaks a bit like a Chinese teacher, and likes to dig out important things for everyone to fill in when she speaks.

This is very heart-wrenching, but it also arouses everyone's curiosity to the greatest extent.

Almost everyone was staring at Zhou Shuwen to see what she would say next.

However, at this moment, the soft word "New Life" suddenly sounded from behind.

For a moment, everyone looked at the speaker, including Zhou Shuwen.

Zhou Shuwen's eyes were slightly surprised, but more excited, she said, "Yes, it's a freshman."

As soon as she confirmed the result, the class suddenly became lively.

Feng Shixing was sitting at the table in front of Shen Keyan. Like everyone else in the front row, Feng Shixing turned to Shen Keyan's direction with a look of shock on his face: "It's amazing, the same table at the front, how did you guess it?"

Not only Feng Shixing, most people in the class looked at Shen Keyan, and they clearly had the same problem in their eyes.

Shen Keyan never thought that his voice would be heard by so many people. He just heard this word in his mind after hearing Zhou Shuwen's story, and blurted it out almost subconsciously. He didn't expect to catch up with the silence in the class.

Shen Keyan couldn't answer why, and of course the rest of the class didn't have the guts to press him.

Not long after, the cultural and entertainment committee came to the stage to announce the start of voting. One person selected three programs with three votes, and everyone's attention was immediately diverted.

The last three programs selected were the first girl's solo, Mr. Xu's sketch and Zhou Shuwen's stage play.

It is not surprising that these programs were selected, after all, the performances of the other two programs were indeed not very satisfactory, but what is more unexpected is that Zhou Shuwen's script won with the highest votes.

After choosing the program, get out of class was over, so Shen Keyan didn't take it very seriously.

Until the next morning, he was stopped by the dean again after a long absence.

Since his grades came up, the Dean of Academic Affairs seldom stopped him at the door, and even saw him greet him with a smile most of the time.

This day the dean not only stopped him, but even drove away Tengbai: "Tengbai, go back to class first, I want to talk to him about something related to Xiao Shen."

Teng Bai didn't leave immediately when he heard the dean's words, but glanced at Shen Keyan, and after seeing Shen Keyan nodded, he raised his hand and took the schoolbag on Shen Keyan's back, pushed the bicycle and left.

The dean looked at the intimate behavior of the two, and said with a smile: "Student Tengbai is really nice, I didn't expect him to be the type to take care of others, Xiao Shen, I really have to thank Tengbai for taking the time, he It can be regarded as your half benefactor."

Shen Keyan agreed with a smile, and asked the director: "What do you want me to do, Director?"

The director didn't seem to want to talk nonsense, and led Shen Keyan to a place with few people nearby, and said: "I heard that your class has put together a stage play, and the protagonist hasn't been chosen yet, right?"

"The director is so well-informed?"

The director said cheerfully: "If you want it, don't look at the relationship between me and your head teacher."

The director said, as if deliberating for a while, and then said: "What kind of stage play are you interested in? Acting or something?"

Said that Shen Keyan was not very interested, but looking at the director's expression, Shen Keyan didn't say he was dead, and didn't clearly answer yes or no.

Seeing this, the master said again: "I, I want you to participate in this and see if you can win it. Your grades are a big improvement compared to the original you, but after all, time is limited, plus the following It will only become more and more difficult to improve, I think you have such a good voice, if you take the art test, it will be much better and safer for you."

Shen Keyan, as the director said, also thought about it. His current grades are over 200, and he only has more than half a year left. It would be difficult and dangerous, not to say impossible, to go so far.

"I told you before, our school has a relatively good organization, and there just happens to be a very powerful teacher. He went abroad two years ago, and he just came back this year. Almost all of the students who have come out of his hands over the years are He came out of the Art Capital Academy, and the art candidates will go to the training camp next semester, our school is now negotiating with them to see if we can invite him to be a judge on New Year's Day, and see if there are suitable good seedlings along the way."

The director said and patted Shen Keyan on the shoulder: "I heard that the stage play in your class is very mysterious? It just so happens that the teacher also likes that kind of mysterious tune. If you can perform well and be picked away by him, then... ...There is no problem with the same school as Fujishiro!"

Shen Keyan was amused by the last sentence of the director who deliberately raised the volume. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then agreed: "Okay, I'll try it."

The director was originally worried that Shen Keyan didn't have such thoughts, but when he agreed, he smiled as if he had seen Shen Keyan and Teng Bai go to the same university.

"Come on!" He patted Shen Keyan, "The teacher believes in you. This kid is so handsome, so he won't be selected just by acting? Alright, the self-study has already started, you should go back to study."

Shen Keyan nodded, but did not leave immediately, but looked at the director, and after a moment of silence, said seriously: "Director, thank you."

The director was stunned for a moment, and it took a while before he said with a blushing old face: "Okay, okay, why are you still here with me, go back and study hard, it's the best way to thank me !"

Seeing the rare expression of the always stern director, Shen Keyan laughed: "Don't worry, I don't even go to the bathroom after class to learn."

"You are poor." The director patted him on the back, "Hurry up and go back to class."