[Rebirth] King of Theater

Once there is a breakthrough in things, the work that was stuck will proceed naturally.

Al stayed up all night, and after drawing out a general outline of what he wanted to write, he ran to Miss Grace, the head of the school theater troupe, to ask for her opinion, and obtained her consent.

"It's only one night!" Grace had just finished class when she was stopped by this impatient little playwright.

Holding a stack of textbooks, she said in amazement: "The rocket is not so fast, you wrote the script in one night?"

"No, it's just a frame, and there are still many details that have not been filled in."

Al replied honestly: "If you agree with the story, I will finish the script as quickly as possible."

"Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. There is still more than half a year before my graduation. We can slowly..."

"Is half a year a long time? It's normal for a really good drama to take three to five years to produce."

"My God, Mr. Sylvie!"

Grace finally couldn't help exclaiming: "Make a play in three to five years? Did you make a mistake? We're just students!"

Al was very surprised: "You mean, there is no need to take it seriously, and everything has been dealt with casually?"

"That can't be done!" Grace disapproved again: "I still pointed out that it was outstanding when I graduated."

"But on the one hand, you said don't be in a hurry, everyone is still a student; on the other hand, you said, you still have to take it seriously and hope it will shine! Sorry, I really don't understand. How can such two contradictory things be unified? Woolen cloth?"

"..." Grace was speechless for a moment.

She looked at the young playwright's green eyes full of confusion and earnestness, and for a moment she really didn't know how to explain it: "Anyway, anyway, there is no need to be so anxious."

Al stared at her without saying a word.

Grace couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

She hugged the textbook in her arms tightly, and began to try to prove her rationale: "Al, how old are you this year? Why are you in such a hurry? Sometimes, when people run too fast, they will miss the beautiful scenery on the side of the road. For example, I love drama very much, but in fact I really enjoy the process of creating something from scratch. I also want to be successful, but when I think about it, it’s just icing on the cake. If you only think about success all day long, It's a bit too utilitarian. Think about it carefully, is this the truth? You see, your current behavior is like a vicious dog chasing you desperately behind you..."

"No dog came after me."

"I'll just say..."

"But death has been chasing me."

"...well, that sounds pretty cool."

"Miss Grace, theater is just a hobby for you, but for me, besides a hobby, it is a job and a belief that must be taken seriously, loved and grateful for, and cannot be ignored and take your time."

"You're exaggerating."

"It's not an exaggeration at all, and I'm not joking with you. Let me tell you the truth, I do everything for success. That's right, it's the utilitarianism you mentioned!"

"My God! Are you going to blame me, kid?"

Grace couldn't help stamping her foot: "I said that casually. I don't mean that there is anything wrong with this word, and I don't want to accuse you or anything. But normally, everyone would say that. A person who is utilitarian It's not good to be too heavy."

"Then you're wrong, Miss Grace, I think it's good to be utilitarian. Once, I saw my father working hard, his back was so sore that he couldn't straighten up, and I also saw my mother for a day. Doing needlework for 24 hours until your fingers are swollen, and you have to live frugally every day. You probably can’t understand that kind of life, but only utilitarianism can make a person move forward bravely and try his best to get rid of poverty. You know, poverty is never a cool thing, it's like a terrible plague, once infected, it will drag people to hell alive, and then Jean Valjean will steal bread of."

"You, why are you still swearing? Does this have anything to do with what we're talking about?"

Grace opened her eyes wide and said half-understanding: "As for the money, no matter what, I will pay you. It's an agreement. If your family is in trouble, I can..."

"I deserve every penny I earn."

Al's face turned cold: "I'm not here to beg, I'm here to work hard."

Grace was a little stunned, as if she saw the docile little black rabbit suddenly open its mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs.

She couldn't bear the stern gaze revealed in those green eyes, and she couldn't help taking two steps back, ashamed of her previous rash words and deeds.

In fact, Al was equally ashamed.

After leaving, he reflected for a long time: "Damn vanity and self-esteem! I'm too much! She is obviously out of kindness and kindness. Besides, it's not her fault that I'm poor. Why should I lose my temper at others! It's really too much... But, with such a careless attitude, even though he only has half a year to prepare for the new drama, he also said lightly about appreciating the scenery along the road and enjoying the process, otherwise, he is too utilitarian. God, this is really true It's annoying! It's annoying!"

However, this small disturbance soon passed.

After Randy learned about it, he volunteered to run over to help the two "mediate".

His attitude towards Miss Grace was very severe and cold, with a pretty face, he viciously picked and trampled on people's pain points: "I don't want to give but I want to shine. Are you still living in a dream? Knowing that I have no drama." If you don’t have the talent, don’t hurry up and shut up obediently and listen carefully to the advice of professionals. What are you bragging about enjoying the process and seeing the scenery along the road... If you have the ability, you can walk and see the scenery for the rest of your life, and never reach the destination.”

Grace almost cried in anger: "I didn't mean that, you know, I didn't mean that at all! I just thought, it's still early, and it won't be too late to work hard in a few months..."

Randy didn't listen, and said indifferently: "Anyway, I invited him, and I promised to help you voluntarily. You can figure it out! Otherwise, everything will be professional, or we will quit together."

Then, he happily ran to Al to talk: "Aren't you happy? Oh, it's all because of the crappy job I introduced you! Grace is so annoying! Forget it, we won't help her, and we'll see you later." Find another job."

"Randy, you are not mediating conflicts at all, but adding fuel to the fire."

Al couldn't laugh or cry: "How can you not do it when you encounter setbacks? Besides, there is no right or wrong in this matter, but each has a different style of doing things. Miss Grace and I are different from the beginning. She doesn't rely on drama for a living. She thinks things are easy, There's nothing wrong with being simple."

"But she is like this, I am very angry."

"I'm obviously the one arguing with her, right?"

"But I can't see others bullying you."

"Don't talk nonsense, how can this be called bullying? If you want me to say, this is the best test! Making an amateur into a professional level, doesn't it just make me look good?"

"You're good enough."

"Do you really think so?"

"That's right, I'll support whatever you do. Since you don't want to leave, I'm going to watch you blow that ignorant, amateur, stupid girl out of the water in drama."

"What nonsense are you talking about? We're all in the same gang."

Randy retorted silently in his heart: "Nonsense, you and I are in the same group, they are not."

But just thinking about it, he was quickly called by Al to help.

"Look, do you want to change it to be sung here?"

"Is this role? It can be, but don't make it too comedic, otherwise there will be some drama."

"You are right, so can you help me write a suitable song?"

"Let me try."

Al first asked Randy for help, just to change the subject and not gossip about girls behind his back.

Unexpectedly, Randy was very interested in this and actively participated in it.

And his unique talent in music is precisely the part that Al lacks.

The two hit it off unavoidably, and they created together tacitly.

Al tells Randy the story he came up with.

While listening to the story, Randy gave some suggestions on 'Where the main aria appears, what emotion should the singer have'.

In this way, it is inevitable that the two will meet frequently, so that they can get together to discuss how to make the work more perfect.

As a result, several times when Al left the cram school, he could see this beautiful boy with blond hair and blue eyes, standing at the door of the classroom with a bright smile, waiting patiently for him.

One day, before class, Al was reviewing the knowledge points learned in the previous class.

The little hot girl with afro in the class suddenly stepped on her high heels, walked over, and sat down on the seat in front of him, then turned around and spoke, as soon as she came up: "Get to know me, I'm Dolly , can I ask you a personal question?"

Al was a little confused for a while, but for the sake of his classmates...

He still didn't directly refuse, but replied cautiously: "You can ask first."

The little hot girl asked directly without any fuss: "Is the handsome blond guy who comes to see you every day after class is your boyfriend?"

There was silence all around.

The whole classroom suddenly stopped.

Out of the corner of Al's eye, Al noticed that Philip, his deskmate, suddenly became excited.

This super big mouth who "he knows one thing, and the whole class will know it in an hour" suddenly pricked up his ears, put down everything at hand, and listened to the conversation here more attentively and engrossedly than listening to lectures in class.

But that little hot girl named Dolly is still very persistent.

She stared at Al, with a stubborn look of 'I won't leave until you tell me', waiting for an answer.

Al didn't want to continue to be watched.

He had no choice but to send her away with a quick answer: "No."

So, the little hot girl cheered: "That's great."

She happily asked: "Then can you introduce him to me? Well, it's not in vain to trouble you, I can pay the introduction fee. How much is the market now? Is 20 yuan enough?"

etc?Is it so easy to make money?

Although... the bold girl who is willing to pay the money is the most admirable.

But Al was really confused by this development.

He couldn't help but wondered suspiciously in his heart: "Is it possible that I have 'sell friends' written on my left face, 'pimp' on my right face, and the word 'poor' engraved on my forehead? Otherwise, why is this kind of Everything can find me?"

The author has something to say:

Al: Can making money be so easy?

Randy: No, it still depends on the face.

PS. It’s okay if you don’t say it. If you say it, my comments will double...