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Chapter 197 Preparations Before Rehearsal
"Are you..." I pointed to the snack bag on the ground, and then looked up at them. They immediately stood up from the ground and put the snacks in their hands behind them. "Give me an explanation?"

"We're celebrating..."

"Aren't you trying to say that you are celebrating my return? Or are you celebrating my success in borrowing the dress?" I interrupted Li Ze's words and looked at them with my neck tilted, and they nodded desperately, "Yes Is it?" I raised a slight arc at the corner of my mouth and took a breath of cool air.

"I'm going to curse you if I'm dead." Chen Yihao prepared a defensive posture and shrank behind Li Ze. Li Ze raised his shoulders and stared at me with wide eyes.

How did you know that I gasped and cursed people... I took a deep breath, and everyone backed up a few steps in fright, huddled together, and I didn't have the energy to curse people anymore. On the ping-pong table, I turned around and looked at everyone, "Look, I borrowed the dress." I slightly bent my eyes to form a smile, and raised the corners of my mouth in a beautiful arc. I smiled and exhaled again, They looked at each other, I took out the light blue skirt from the kraft paper bag, sat on the ping pong table, opened the skirt, the girls all gasped in amazement, and the boys stared wide-eyed Yes, but they still kept a distance of three meters from me and didn't dare to come over, "Oh..." I exhaled, and then roared: "Come and see!!"

"look look look!!"

"Sure to see!"

"Wow! It looks so good!"

They immediately reacted and moved towards me. The girls were all looking around the light blue skirt. I rubbed off the table and laid the skirt flat on the table. My cousin borrowed it, the skirt has a little flaw, and the skirt yarn has a few holes, she used it to press the bottom of the box, and I asked her to borrow it today."

"Why do you still have a cousin?" 1.8 meters asked me suspiciously.

"Why do you think there is no?" I asked back, 1.8 meters was shocked by my rhetorical question, he touched his own chin and looked up at the ceiling thinking seriously, "Look here." I flipped around the skirt, Found the hole and opened it up for them to see.

"It's okay to have such a small hole." Liang Sisi nodded in response, touched the hem of the skirt I picked up, "Is this side dyed?"

"Yes, the dye over there is made of black tea." I responded to Liang Sisi's words.

"Where's mine?" Chen Yihao excitedly took my hand and pointed to himself. Could he be thinking about his clothes? "Where's my clothes?"

Sure enough, I was asking this question... I sighed, stretched out my hand and patted Chen Yihao on the shoulder, "You are playing a witch who competes with the fairy godmother. Aren't all witches black and tattered? There is a need to be so gorgeous Beautiful?"

"The witch is one of the protagonists this time, and she will have to PK with the prince in the future! How can you be so hasty." Chen Yihao retorted my words, and his dissatisfaction was written on his aggrieved face.

"The crew's funds are limited, so don't be so willful." Li Ze shook his head and patted Chen Yihao on the shoulder.

"The day after tomorrow we will go on stage and start the rehearsal. The rehearsal time is only 3 minutes. Let's not shorten the 3-minute stage play according to the 8 minutes. We just follow the original process. Everything follows the script. Is the background music ready? ?” I turned to look at the head of the house.

The head of the house saluted me, then put his hand down, "It's all done, but the editing will take a while, but the narration didn't come to record."

"I don't have class tomorrow. I have called the narrator over to record the whole day. How is the props team getting ready?" I waved my hand and turned on my phone to reply to the class monitor's message.

"Report the props, the director's team...ahhh, report the director, the props team is ready." The fat man answered me seriously.

"..." I looked at the fat man indifferently. The fat man smiled, and the people around him laughed because of the fat man's slip of the tongue. When did I become a prop, "Really? Don't fool me, I will ask you to bring the props to the classroom tomorrow~" I stared at the fat man with wide eyes, the fat man hesitated a little, but he still nodded firmly.

"Hello?" I answered the call from the squad leader, "Squad leader, what's the matter?" The squad leader is in charge of the stage, and also responsible for all our venues.

"We can borrow a 10-minute stage tomorrow to rehearse in that auditorium."

"Okay, I'll tell them now." I responded to the monitor, "Bye..." Before I could finish saying "Bye", the monitor hung up the phone in seconds, causing me to move the phone away in embarrassment Take a look at this call interface.

Everyone looked at me with expectant eyes, but there was a trace of fear in the eyes. I shrank my neck back slightly, straightened my waist, put the phone back in my trouser pocket, "cough cough cough..." coughed a few times , opened one eye and looked at them, they still had the expression of great anticipation on their faces, I sighed and said: "When we take the first class tomorrow night, we can borrow the stage in the auditorium for 10 minutes , Go up and try the stage."

"really?"

"I said I can borrow the stage~"

"Are you going to be on stage? So soon?"

"Cough cough cough!" I coughed a few times loudly, everyone silenced their voices and focused on me, "The first class will be held tomorrow night, everyone will move all the props to the auditorium, costumes and so on Move them all to the auditorium, let's have a complete rehearsal, and I will pick out the main details one by one." After I finished speaking, I clapped my hands three times, "Okay, dismiss!"
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I have been recording for a whole day, and I feel hopeless in the recording studio on the eighth floor. The sound correction software here often freezes, and it’s fine if you don’t understand it. There’s also a blue screen. The desire to "repair the computer after breaking it" has been held no less than ten times. The academic committee who recorded the narration was very professional at that time, and his official tone was very professional. However, the long-term recording is not very good for his voice. I squatted in the recording studio in the afternoon to edit and repair the sound. I added all the sounds that can be used, as well as the sound of background music and special effects, and within 8 minutes. All of them are used up, and the large-scale discussion is whether to call the actors who need it to come up for audition.

"Ah... I'm going to be useless..." I stretched out on the chair and looked up at the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)