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Yue Zhandong // Literary and Art Gala "Meet and Hate Late"

author:Writer Yue Zhandong
Yue Zhandong // Literary and Art Gala "Meet and Hate Late"

23. Literary and Art Gala "Meet and Hate Late"

When: April 1 (Tuesday)

Weather: Smog

In the afternoon, it is a literary and art party, and the theme is to meet and hate the night.

In order to prepare for this literary and art party, before I returned to Taiyuan for the meeting, the class discussed it several times. At that time, it was decided that I would preside over the party with Hu Mingming, Xie Luoxuan and Jia Wencheng. Hu Mingming and Xie Luoxuan are two tall and beautiful women, and it is obvious that Jia Chengwen and I and they are paired up is the mountain flowing water, and what they want is an atmosphere. Because we are extremely unmatched men and women, Wencheng and I are not as tall as two girls, but we all seem to have our own characteristics, I am funny, Wencheng is straightforward, so the students finally discussed it like this. I am a very two-hundred-and-five kind of person, who loves to be hilarious and self-deprecating, so I feel that as a host, no matter what others think, my self feels good. Ten years ago, at the literary and art party of the Shanxi Academy of Literature and Literature's training class for emerging writers, I once hosted a party with a beautiful woman from Taigang, Kou Xiuping. At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I did not feel that the beauty was threatening me. This time, when people reach middle age, they feel a little ashamed of themselves. Fortunately, the students encouraged me, and I did not make too many prevarications. Went to Taiyuan for four days, when I came back, I met Sister Xiuyun and teased me, saying that they had been worried that I would not be able to come back and make a mistake, and when they saw me back, they were very happy in their hearts.

I was happy, whether I could actually host the show or be caught up as a duck. Anyway, in order to entertain myself and to entertain others, I stepped onto the stage of our Lu Twenty-Two Literary and Art Gala.

Although our program is not so perfect, it is still quite flavorful under the careful design of classmate Xiye. We have folk songs, pop songs, instrumental solos, skits, games, choruses, plays, plays, poems, and models, which can be said to be not small. Later, when we were able to finish performing for more than two hours, I suddenly found that these students in our class were talented in acting. We can make people laugh and their stomachs hurt, sing love songs can sing people like crazy, and playing absurd can make people fall into contemplation for a long time. We are all people who have no experience on the stage, and our main experience is in the conception of words, and we have to re-erect our wonderful ideas on the stage, which cannot but be said that we are talented. Maybe this is also the result of temperament and emotion, we are all performing with a heart, entertaining, and even thinking, how can our program not be wonderful?

In the show, what I can't forget the most is the skit "The Man Without Identity" performed by Nan Ou and Jiu Huang. It is said that before performing on stage, Jiu Huang only got the general design plan of Nan Ou and did not have lines, while Nan Ou did not speak lines, playing a deaf and mute person who had no right to speak. Jiu Huang plays a cleaner, and the lines are played on the spot. The deaf-mute man played by Nan Ou wears a mask and a hat, and wraps himself tightly. When they met, Jiu Huang asked Nan Ou, and Nan Ou did not answer, so he took out a note from the pocket of his clothes, and Jiu Huang read: I am a person who has no right to speak. Jiu Huang asked Nan Ou where to go, and Nan Ou took out a note to Jiu Huang again, and Jiu Huang read again: I don't know where I came from, nor do I know where to go! The two characters are entangled in an absurd "dialogue". Later, Nan Ou fell to the ground, and Jiu Huang asked the audience: Should I help him? The students said in unison: Help! It took a lot of effort to help the South Gull. Jiu Huang wiped off Nan Ou's mask and hat and asked him what was wrong. Nan Ou took out another note and said, "I am a person without identity, I don't know who I am, and I don't know where I should go!" The South Gull fell to the ground again, and Jiu Huang was busy helping the South Gull. That's the end of the plot. Throughout the performance process, the background music is low and confused, and the role performed by Nan Ou is a person who wanders in the wind, so that people can't help but think when they watch the performance. Just as Nan Ou said at the end of the performance, each of us is faced with the problem of where to come from and where to go! This absurd drama may only be understood at the party in Luyuan. This is also the cleverness of the Southern Gull and the Nine Wilds.

There is also a solo program, the students are singing their own songs, singing together, applause like thunder, slapping the table, stomping their feet, its carnival is like a wild horse that is out of the reins, so born. Unfortunately, I have always cared about the arrangement of the show, and I have not been able to sink my heart to enjoy the show, but the warm atmosphere has stimulated me, not only as a performer, but also as an irrepressible fanatic.

My folk song performance is arranged at the front. I sang the northern Shaanxi folk song "White Lamb Belly Hand Towel Three Dao Blue", the Zuo Quan folk song "Kissing the Egg under the River to Wash Clothes" and the Hequ folk song "On the Beam of Baba". The three folk songs represent the novel group, the fourth group, and I myself. These folk songs are a certification of my identity. I am from Shanxi, and I come from Hequ County, where the three provinces of Jin, Shaanxi and Mongolia meet, so naturally only folk songs can express my Shanxi identity and Hequ identity. My voice was high, and when I roared out, I could silence the whole audience. I also sing emotional devotion, letting them know that folk songs are love songs, that is, things that vent emotions in the mountains.

I often lament that I have reached middle age and have become a chained figure, with old and young, but I have lost myself. So I often miss the school life when I was young. At that time, I was one of the most active literary and artistic elements in the school, and every time the school or class held a literary and artistic evening, I had a program. I have spoken to three girls, performed skits with ten male students, and participated in no less than ten large and small recitations throughout the school. I am the editor-in-chief of the school-run journal "QingjinCao", and I am a literary author who has received awards before leaving school. Twenty years of living in the local area has made my thinking habits form a fixed trend, and I have not been able to find the sense of Mandarin. It also made me a small literary and artistic leader who only watched the performance, but could not integrate into the performance stage.

To say thank you, I should really thank Luyuan for bringing me back to the real campus and reliving the campus life of twenty years ago. Four months may not be a big deal in a person's life, but four months of Luyuan life has undoubtedly become a dazzling aura in my life. And what I feel doubly infected today is that this campus life has allowed me to re-experience the value of life's own existence. I am actually me, just like the skits performed by the South Gulls, I don't know where I came from or where I'm going, but I know that I really exist now, according to my own wishes. I am a person who loves literature and art, a person who is not afraid of the stage, a person who can only speak shanxi dialect that is not very authentic, and a person who loves life.

Yue Zhandong // Literary and Art Gala "Meet and Hate Late"

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