my wife is a showman

Chapter 17
Gao Daqiang looked at the back of Xu Lang's head, already so nervous that his palms were sweating.

The teacher was too strict. He didn't know if what he learned last night was useful.

Should we trust Xu Lang, or continue to play giant boxing, at least he is good at it, and he won't make mistakes, so let's just fool him, anyway, there is no hope, lest he be scolded by the teacher later.

He is tall in stature but fragile in heart.

Group performers are the fringe groups in the show business circle, and they are still too timid in front of academics.

"Hello, three teachers. My name is Xu Lang. I am 35 years old. I have no working experience and love performing." Xu Lang said loudly.

"The recitation program I performed today is an excerpt from "Kangxi Dynasty" angrily denouncing the ministers..."

The teacher glanced at his profile. He is 35 years old, an author of web articles, a single father, and has no acting experience.

It is estimated that he is another delusional person with a clear mind, and he always likes to engage in difficult things.

"Are you sure you want to perform this?"

The three teachers have already watched a dozen people performing this clip today, and they really don't want to watch it anymore.

For a professor majoring in acting, awkward acting is equivalent to feeding shit, and he has to endure it to maintain the image of a teacher.

This is like the audition for a singing show. At the beginning, it will be funny to go out of tune, and then there will be a steady stream of strange things, that is, life is worse than death.

They hoped that Xu Lang would change his mind, even if he recited a hoe day at noon.

Today is simply suffering, as uncomfortable as going to the eighteenth floor of hell.

"Yes, I'm sure, but I need to sit on a chair." Xu Lang replied.

"Okay." The teacher said helplessly.

The three old men leaned feebly on their chairs, feeling hopeless for life.

Xu Lang moved a chair and sat upright first, with his hands resting on his knees.

"There are five great scholars in the current dynasty, and I have to dismiss four of them, and six ministers, and I have to dismiss three of them."

Speaking of this, Xu Lang sighed slightly, looked at the three teachers, and said in a tone of hatred:

"Look at these seven people, which one is not gray at the temples, which one is not the pillar of the court, and which one is not my son and daughter's in-laws. They are dead, and my heart is going to be broken. The ancestors handed over the country to me, but it turned into a mess. After seeing this, I am heartbroken."

His tone became heated.

"I have sinned against the country, I am ashamed of my ancestors, I am ashamed of the world, I wish I could dismiss myself!"

Xu Lang stood up, walked towards the three teachers, pointed at them and said:

"And you, although you are all standing on the dry shore, are you so clean? I know that some of you are more defeated than these seven people!"

He scanned the three teachers with sharp eyes.

"I advise you all to turn out your heart, lungs and intestines to dry in the sun, wash them, and tidy them up!"

The tone turned into a recallive expression again, and the position where he stood was right in front of the teacher.

"When I first came to the throne, I thought that the biggest enemy of the imperial court was Jibai. After I destroyed Jibai, I thought that the biggest enemy was Wu Sangui. After I pacified Wu Sangui, XX became the worry of Qing Dynasty again. Ah, I accepted XX Ge Erdan has become Daqing's worry again. I am now more and more aware that Daqing's worry is not outside..."

Xu Lang walked towards the chair, turned around suddenly, stared at the three teachers and said loudly:
"But in the imperial court, right here in Qianqing Palace! Among my flesh and blood princes and ministers."

The three old men were already sitting upright at this time, staring at Xu Lang in surprise, feeling refreshed.

So cool, so cool.

It's better than taking a hot bath at home.

"If we are rotten, the Qing Dynasty will be rotten! If you are all rotten, all parts of the Qing Dynasty will rise up, leaving us without a place to die!"

"Think about it, how many years has it been since Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian was hanged on Meishan Mountain?"

Xu Lang's right hand slowly pointed in the direction of Meishan. After changing his breath, he brewed for three seconds, and suddenly roared heart-piercingly:

"Forgot?"

"That old crooked-necked tree is still standing behind the palace, staring at you every day!"

Roaring almost to the breaking point, the explosive power was astonishing, achieving a soul-stirring effect.

And it shows Kangxi's sad and helpless mood at this time.

The emperor is not omnipotent, and you can't kill all the important officials, otherwise there is no need to be so earnest.

The candidates behind were so frightened that they shuddered and quickly stood up straight.

Gao Daqiang swallowed, shocked by Xu Lang.

This standard Mandarin skills, this overwhelming kingly aura, is simply a copy of Mr. Chen.

Wang Liwei stared at Xu Lang, and finally understood what it means to have eyes but not to see Mount Tai. With such a rigid masculine aura, he couldn't even cry.

Xu Lang walked a few steps, then sat back in the chair wearily.

"I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, and I've been thinking about what to say to everyone, but there must be a way to talk, I only have four words after thinking about it."

He looked down at the three teachers, and waited for ten seconds, waiting for the "Fair and Bright" plaque to go up.

The classroom was dead silent. Gao Daqiang looked at the teacher and then at Xu Lang. He was anxious.

Brother, what are you doing, five seconds are precious to others, why do you still have ten seconds to spare.

The strange thing is that the teacher's patience is surprisingly good, and he didn't mean to ring the bell at all.

"These four words are easy to say, but how difficult is it to practice them? I dug these four words from my heart, from the sea of ​​blood."

"Remember, from today onwards, this hall will be changed to Zhengda Guangming Hall! Take a good look."

"You all look up and take a good look, think about yourself, show me half an hour!"

Xu Lang put down his hand pointing at the plaque, and stood back to his original position.

"Okay, okay, great."

Gao Daqiang clapped and clapped, only to realize that he was the only one, and the others were drawn into the plot, and they hadn't recovered.

The three teachers looked at each other and checked the information twice at the same time.

"That's how it looks like a show."

"Teacher, the performance I originally arranged was "Selling Abductees", but I think that classmate just performed too well, and my dialect is not standard, so I am going to change to another program." Xu Lang said truthfully.

"Actually, you have included performance just now." The teacher replied.

Xu Lang didn't know what the scoring mechanism was, so he still had to perform the extra points, and strive for a high score in the first round, because the second round was a propositional sketch, and the preparation time was short.

"Didn't you say that you have to show off if you don't ring the bell?" he asked.

"Then what else would you do?"

"Dancing, playing the piano and singing, the program I prepared for the playing and singing part is a segment of "Domestic Lingling Paint", which also includes performances."

"Can you still play the piano?"

"There's only one piece of music, I just learned it, and the focus is on performance."

"You have a good attitude. Even if you pass the dance, you only need to coordinate your body, and you have exceeded the standard. We also paid attention to Tang Sinuo, and just found out that you are the king of square dancing."

"Okay, thank you teacher, then I will play and sing directly."

Wang Liwei tilted his head, a little unhappy. He practiced dancing every day in the men's group, but he was much better than Xu Lang, and he didn't even get a chance to show it off.

He didn't even know that he could reprimand the teacher like a group performer.

Just as Xu Lang was sitting in front of the piano, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Tang Sinuo is here..."

"Isn't that Ma Ke?"

"Why are they here?"

The three teachers also looked at each other, and then the phone rang. It was the vice principal.

　The contract status has been officially changed today. I hope everyone will continue to support it. You can like which character you like, and you can like it every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)