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Chapter 400: Wang Gensheng Bullies People in Public

"No, no, Brother Hu, I don't dare. This position in the middle is still yours. I'll just stay beside you."

After some pushing and shoving, the two finally let Brother Hu sit in the middle. However, Brother Hu added another identical stool next to himself and let Wang Gensheng sit next to him.

Both of them were from the Literature and Art Propaganda Department. The two deputy directors sat together and formally established Wang Gensheng's role as screenwriter supervisor.

The art troupe's ballet performed the White-Haired Girl by a dancer named Xiaoyu. In order to practice this dance well, her toes were worn out and the skin on her toes was rubbed off layer by layer.

But in order to better express her dancing skills and the plot, she really put in her 100% and 110% effort.

To be honest, her dancing ability is very good and her foundation is very solid. In this regard, Wang Gensheng has no way to guide her.

Wang Gensheng clapped his hands and called her down during the performance: "Xiaoyu, have you ever been bullied? Have you ever been beaten or wronged? Or the kind of emotion of being wronged but having nowhere to complain? You have to pay attention to the expression you portray."

Xiaoyu looked at Wang Gensheng blankly and shook her head.

Wang Gensheng saw this and winked at Brother Hu quietly, then looked at Xiaoyu and said, "Okay, Xiaoyu, you dance well, but I don't think you are suitable for the role of Xier. She is not suitable for you. Don't hold your hopes too high. I will choose another actress."

In an instant, Xiaoyu's face fell, and she opened her mouth, looking anxious and wanting to defend herself.

How much hard work and sweat has she put in recently? Is she going to wipe out all her efforts with just this one sentence?

He is really bullying. Who gave him such great power?

Xiaoyu bit her lip and said nothing, casting a pleading look at Brother Hu. At this time, Wang Gensheng cast another look at her, and Brother Hu would soon understand.

Weiwei nodded and said, "Xiaoyu, I think what Director Wang said is right. It seems that I should think about it and try another actor."

For a moment, Xiaoyu was heartbroken. She clenched her hands tightly and still shook her head in disbelief.

The tears fell like beads from a broken string.

"No, it's not me...I,"

"Well, Xiaoyu, you've been performing for so many days. But compared to the troupe in Shanghai, your dance drama seems to be a little less interesting."

Xiaoyu was defeated in an instant, and she collapsed completely. With a depressed look on her face, she ran away crying, found a corner, and hid herself in a corner.

Wang Gensheng watched, smiled and nodded. He bullied others in front of so many people, and still acted smugly, which made the other workers in the art troupe unable to bear it. They rolled up their sleeves and came down to find Wang Gensheng to argue with him.

He was lifted up by Brother Hu and suppressed with his hand. After Wang Gensheng cooled a cup of hot tea and drank it up, he walked to Xiaoyu with the cup in hand.

He looked down at Xiao Yu who was still sobbing: "What's wrong? Is this the end of the matter? Can't you bear the blow?"

Wang Gensheng sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "Forget it. Who made me so soft-hearted? Go get me a glass of water, and I'll give you another chance. How about that?"

Hearing that she still had a chance, Xiaoyu suddenly stopped crying and looked up at Wang Gensheng.

With tears still on her face, she was stunned at first, then she pouted like a child and said, "You, are you serious? Don't lie to me."

Looking at her childish appearance, Wang Gensheng was almost amused.

"Oh, I've already told you. I'm a soft-hearted person. Please go quickly. I'm still waiting for some water."

After hearing Wang Gensheng's instructions, Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed the teacup, then ran away without looking back.

When she ran back, Xiaoyu held the cup against her face, then put it slightly to her lips, handed it to Wang Gensheng and said, "I just tried it, it's not too hot to drink now."

Wang Gensheng shuddered. He didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so naive and carefree, completely different from when she performed on stage. He walked back helplessly with the cup of water, still talking.

"Do you remember how you looked aggrieved just now? When you were persecuted by Huang Shiren, remember to think about the injustice you just suffered. Okay, go up and perform again."

Xiaoyu's eyes widened instantly and she understood the deep meaning of Wang Gensheng's action just now. She stuck out her tongue and performed on stage again. The performance was obviously much better than before. Having found the crux of the problem, Xiaoyu became more careful to improve it.

With her continuous improvement and the continuous sublimation of her acting ability, her opponent Huang Shiren has also been motivated to make continuous improvements.

After another three days of rehearsal, Brother Hu saw the current White-Haired Girl. The contrast between Huang Shiren's ugly face and Xier's grievance when she was persecuted aroused more sympathy from the audience.

The pity, helplessness and sadness that Xiaoyu showed on the stage instantly aroused her emotions and made the audience angry.

Wang Gensheng was very satisfied after reading it. After thinking about it, he said to Lao Hu.

"Brother, before the performance, let all the actors read the great man's quotations on the stage, and read them again after the performance, so that everyone knows who led us to overthrow the mountain that was pressing on us and led us to live a happy life. We must be especially careful in this strong wind."

After hearing this, Brother Hu frowned. He didn't know why Wang Gensheng had to add these two completely unrelated paragraphs, which simply lowered the viewing experience.

Although he still couldn't understand it, he still did as Wang Gensheng said.

Wang Gensheng had no choice but to do this. He had heard that when the White-Haired Girl was popular, it caused trouble.

"The White-Haired Girl" was a phenomenal dance drama of that era. It aroused public outrage and made people hate Huang Shiren with venom. There was even a tragedy in which an audience member angrily shot Huang Shiren.

As a result, the actor who played Huang Shiren died unexpectedly. Wang Gensheng could only hope that by reading the great man's quotations twice more, the audience who were furious after watching the drama would calm down their minds and avoid such tragedies from happening again.

With the addition of lighting effects, makeup, costumes and props to highlight the performance, the performance of "White-Haired Girl" staged in the steel mill this time greatly earned back the face of the steel mill.

Not only did the workers in the steel mill admire the performance, but even the leaders of the ministries and the Beijing Municipal Committee came to watch the ballet.

Xiaoyu became famous because of this. Many years later, she was still often grateful to Wang Gensheng. She couldn't help blushing when she thought of the time when he bullied her.

Later, because of the high popularity of the drama, the ministry arranged for the August 1st Film Studio to shoot a movie called "White-Haired Girl", which was also approved for release nationwide.

After receiving praise from leaders of many parties, Deputy Director Zhao's face was full of smiles. When listening to Brother Hu's work report, he always mentioned: Thank you Wang Gensheng for your advice and guidance.

After hearing this, Deputy Director Zhao sighed slightly in addition to his joy.

Brother Hu thought something was not done well and wondered why Deputy Director Zhao sighed?

"Old Hu, do you think Wang Gensheng is so adventurous? He said he could set a trap for Deputy Director Li and his men to bury him, so he stepped down from his position as Deputy Director of General Affairs and ran to the cinema to give Old Li the opportunity and space to do it."

"Will he succeed? So far, I can't see where he held back? Where did he set a trap?"