Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 234

Chapter 234 As long as you can

 An Zhixia? Teacher Xiaoan!

Everyone was even more surprised. They had heard of it. Wasn't it the screenwriter genius who brought Yongyi Performing Troupe to the forefront of the performance industry for more than half a year, and then moved to Huasheng Performing Troupe? It's not that he's an old man with a white beard and a bald head. How could he be a beautiful girl who may not be older than them?

Having both talent and beauty is just a setting in movies and TV shows, right?

This must be Teacher An's granddaughter, or this little girl has a strong background and can use money and power to bind a talented screenwriter to be her gunner willingly!

They had surprisingly unanimous ideas, and they were discussing very enthusiastically, without taking the person who was speaking on the stage seriously at all. Some people even took advantage of the chaos and shouted, "Hurry up and come down!"

 “This is a spring performance group competition, not a place for you to play house!”

"You can't be so arrogant even if you have money and power. Do you want us all to obey your orders? Do you want to gain some merit for you?"

But Hua Sheng and the heads of the seven performance troupes had met An Zhixia. When the troupe leader nodded in approval, the actors all supported him and said: "Well done, Teacher Xiao An, we support you!"

“Our teacher Xiaoan is both talented and beautiful, and he is responsible for the beauty of Kyoto!”

“Teacher Xiaoan, you are the best, we all listen to your command!”

 The neat voices of the eight performing troupes overwhelmed the scattered envy and hatred of others.

But the old guys on the stage were still gloating about each other's misfortune, staring at An Zhixia from the corner of their eyes slightly. I wanted to see the embarrassment of being coaxed off the stage from that porcelain-white face, but unfortunately he still had a cold face. He stretched his hand to the microphone, and once again the sharp voice filled the entire studio, successfully stopping everyone. of noise.

"I am honored to be invited by the troupe to be the director of this year's spring performance group competition. I am also very grateful to Director Hu and all the veteran comrades in the activity group for their cooperation." An Zhixia said in a cold voice: "Yesterday, the comrades in our activity group worked hard all day I watched the video today and selected 22 programs that will participate in the official performance. I hope you can cherish this opportunity and don't be complacent about standing out.

I can tell you very seriously that none of your programs can meet our standards, so you need to make big changes to the group competition model in a short period of time to make up for your exaggerated acting skills, tough and touching scripts, and poor performance. Accurate singing skills, single-limb dance with stiff movements.

 In these half a month, in addition to adapting to the new team competition model, we also have to pay close attention to your performances. I hope everyone can work hard and let all the eliminated performing groups see the reasons why you were elected! "

"Teacher Xiao An, why do you say that none of us can meet your standards? Our performance troupe can be said to be the top performance troupe in the entire Xia Hua. We have been praised many times by foreign friends. If we are not qualified, then our Xia Hua will There is no one who can take action!" A young **** with beautiful features stood up and asked in a very clear voice. As soon as she finished speaking, people around her agreed.

“Teacher Xiaoan, do you know what art is?”

“Art is about expression, not superficial beauty!”

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows and glanced over. Although the **** was far away and in a relatively dark place, she still used the supermarket to capture the information on her pass.

“Comrade Feng Simi from Youth Performance Troupe, right?”

Feng Simi snorted slightly and raised his chin slightly. Although the Youth Performance Troupe is not as good as Yong Yi and Hua Sheng, it is also one of the most famous and powerful performance troupes in Kyoto. As a mainstay, she is naturally famous.

An Zhixia lowered her head and looked at the information in her hand, "The Youth Performance Troupe chose ethnic songs and dances. It was a relatively decent program. Neither the songs nor the dances were outstanding. At most, there were no major mistakes. They were just taken advantage of by the organization's initiative. The space for national unity and family members as well as the liveliness and splendor of the dance itself.

 From a conceptual point of view, the jury had to be hesitant to give you one point.

 The essence of the nation is not something you can use casually as a bonus. It has its own charm and spirit. But in your performance there is only form but no spirit!

For this selection, twenty programs were originally supposed to be selected, but why twenty-two? It is because of your success that all the old comrades in the organizing team gave their votes to Fanghua. I don't want a performance team that is better than you to fail, so I specially granted you a place to attend.

Comrades from all teams are qualified to ask me questions, but you, in my opinion, are already losers and have no right to speak! "

The dozens of members of the actively active Youth Performance Troupe were stunned for a moment. They couldn't help but rub their ears, wondering whether what they just said was true. Whether in their own eyes or in the eyes of the masses and leaders, the Youth Performance Troupe is not the best, but it is definitely at the upper-middle level, right? They had never heard such harsh comments.

Ke An Zhixia's every sentence seemed to poke their hearts, leaving no room for rebuttal, and they all doubted the level of their own program. Is it really so bad that they can't even get a spot in the top twenty? Their faces turned red, and they felt that the surrounding performing groups were looking at them with gloating and ridicule.

Feng Simi was even more shaky. He gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible. In previous years, we were also selected into the top twenty, and we were able to get a good ranking in the final competition. How did we end up here? , we can't even qualify for the top twenty places in the competition?

 You, do you appreciate it? Ethnic things are more difficult to figure out, and you, a young comrade, may not be able to understand them! "

An Zhixia looked at the actors in the audience who were excited about eating melon, and knew that if she didn't show her hand, she would have to suppress them one by one, which would be too troublesome. She chuckled and said: "Since I am a screenwriter, I must be half of the entertainment industry. If I don't have some artistic talent, how can I present the script in the most beautiful way?

 How about you come up with a question and I'll try it. But what I want to make clear is that you only have this one chance. If my performance can show off, then you must be obedient and obedient for these ten days. I won't show mercy to you! "

 It's too arrogant, isn't it? People who didn't recognize An Zhixia were immediately angry. Did they really think that the Kyoto Performance Troupe had no one who could destroy her?

 “Is it okay to sing, dance, or play?”

"As long as you know how to do it, it's fine," An Zhixia nodded calmly.

A **** man from another performing troupe stood up and said, "Teacher Xiao An, as long as you know how to do the questions we ask, we will definitely listen to your command for the next ten days or so, without any hesitation. But what if you don't know how to do it?"

"Then I'll leave the activity group wisely, how about it?" An Zhixia followed their wishes and said.

 (End of this chapter)

Chapter end