While Xu Rong was out for a walk, Zhang Wankun straightened his waist, looked at the busy Xin Yue, and looked down at the rag in his hand, his eyes full of doubt. During the recent rehearsal, Xin Yue's performances were better than those of him, as if he suddenly got enlightened.

Moreover, not only Xin Yue, Yu Zhen and Zhu Xiaopeng's performance have improved to a certain extent. On the contrary, Yu Mingjia's performance was better during the middle of the year, and his condition was ups and downs, with gods and ghosts.

He sat on the sofa, folded a rag, and asked casually, "Xin Yue, have you encountered something recently?"

Xin Yue turned her head, not understanding what Zhang Wankun meant, looked at him in confusion and asked, "What is Teacher Zhang talking about?"

Zhang Wankun smiled and said, "I just feel that your performance has improved a lot recently."

Xin Yue was overjoyed and turned her body completely and asked, "Really?"

She just felt that during the recent rehearsal, Puyuan said that she had fewer times, but she had never heard Puyuan and Xu Rong's comments on her performance, which made her feel quite nervous.

"Um."

"Does Teacher Zhang think there are other things that I need to improve?"

Zhang Wankun stopped keenly. He had an answer to this question, but he couldn't say it, and it would be broken if he said it.

But he was still curious and asked, "Are you in love?"

Xin Yue shook her head and said, "No, Brother Xu told me five suggestions before, and then I did as he said, but one of them has not been realized."

After Xin Yue finished speaking, Xiao Zhang, who was practicing abdominal breathing, keenly focused her attention on Xin Yue. She knew what she was talking about.

People in the hospital have a variety of names for Teacher Xu. The dean and Pu Cunxi always call him "Xiao Xu". In the functional department, he is called him "Xu Team". In the actor team, older people often call him "Teacher Xu", and some call him "Brother Xu".

"Tell me, look."

"The first one of Brother Xu asked me to read Leo Tolstoy's "Resurrection", the second one asked me to move to the city village, and the third one asked me to come here early to clean the rehearsal hall or theatre..."

Zhang Wankun was stunned when he heard Xin Yue counting one by one with his fingers, and then looked down at the rag. He saw that Xin Yue came to clean every day and followed her work, but he didn't expect that her method was obtained from Xu Rong.

After carefully savoring the five suggestions Xin Yue said for a while, he sighed: "Teacher Xu is really amazing. Every suggestion is aimed at the key points of the character Sifeng."

Xin Yue looked at him in surprise: "Teacher Zhang, you?"

Because since he got to know each other, Zhang Wankun has been calling Brother Xu's name directly.

Zhang Wankun waved his hand, bent down, continued to wipe the table, and said, "The master is the teacher, there is nothing to hide from, and Teacher Xu really deserves it."

After scheduling in the theater according to the performance standards, Pu Cunxi suddenly slapped a few times, waited for everyone to watch and said, "I'll say something, you may have some doubts. Why have you performed ten shows? We have been scheduling in the past month? I tell you, it's because we didn't act well enough."

"In addition, everyone should have noticed the situation in the hospital today. Don't say it or ask, tomorrow will perform as usual and go on stage. No matter who is sitting in the audience or how many people are sitting, we must rehearse like usual. Do you remember?"

"Remember."

Pu Cunxi was still a little worried, his eyes swept across the actors, lights and audio. Especially when he looked at Yu Mingjia, a smile of worry flashed across his face, saying: "If there is a forget word or other unexpected situation, don't be afraid, don't panic, and don't rush to deal with it. If I'm on stage, leave it to me. If Xu Rong is on stage, you will leave it to Xu Rong. If Zhang Wankun is on stage, let him deal with it. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Okay, everyone will go back and rest, try to come here as early as possible tomorrow."

On the way back, Xiao Zhang looked at Xu Rong in confusion and asked, "Teacher Xu, what do you mean by what Puyuan said just now?"

Xu Rong glanced at her and said with a smile: "Maybe there will be a fire drill tomorrow."

“Fire drill?”

"right."

During the rehearsal today, Xu Rong originally wanted to ask Pu Cunxi who would watch the show tomorrow, but Pu Cunxi stopped him with his eyes.

And he gave a look at the surveillance camera.

Moreover, in terms of security measures, he also realized that tomorrow would be a big fish, and there were basically no vehicles entering and leaving the office buildings near the theater today.

He was still a little worried and said, "I will arrive at the theater tomorrow. No matter what happens, don't panic. It's a fire drill. By the way, try not to speak if you can stop talking."

Xiao Zhang stared at him suspiciously. At this moment, she finally realized something was wrong.

Xu Rong was still a little nervous. There was a similar situation in the yard today. When he was chatting with the seniors in the yard, he had heard Mr. Zheng mention it. He had a vague premonition. If there was no accident tomorrow, the street at the door would probably not be able to see any other cars except their license plate numbers.

But the situation was even more serious than he expected.

The next morning, Xu Rong parked the car unobstructedly in front of the gate. As soon as he opened the car door, two neatly dressed security guards came over: "Hello, Teacher Xu, today is a fire drill. Please give us the items you carry with you and undergo body search."

"Why do you need to search for your body during the exercise..." Xiao Zhang instinctively asked, but after seeing Xu Rong's eyes, he immediately stopped.

"OK."

"To ensure the smoothness of the exercise, we will temporarily park your car in the nearby parking lot." A tall security guard said to him, his tone unquestionable.

While he was talking, among the "peedies" passing by at the entrance of the theater, a young man suddenly walked in, took the key, and drove the car out directly.

After entering the theater and after the search just now, Xiao Zhang realized the seriousness of the situation and said, "Teacher Xu, why didn't you see the audience? Isn't there no one to watch the show today?"

Xu Rong glanced at the young cleaning staff passing by and whispered: "It's okay, it won't delay our performance."

After entering the background, Xu Rong subconsciously let down the sound of footsteps. It was too quiet, so quiet that it was a bit terrible.

When he was changing his clothes, he was stunned when he looked at the neatly tidy long gowns hanging on the clothes hanger, because when he left yesterday, he rolled up the cuffs of the long gown, revealing the white edges, saving the trouble today.

And he also discovered a fact from the traces of slightly changed positions of other items.

Someone conducted a comprehensive search in the background yesterday or today.

Half an hour before the performance, Pu Cunxi knocked on the window of the dressing room and whispered: "Xiao Xu, come out."

Xu Rong opened the window and asked, "What's wrong?"

As he said that, he got up and walked out of the dressing room.

Pu Cunxi's face was tense and whispered: "Zhu Xiaopeng and Yu Mingjia were both scared and in a bad state. Now we act separately. You and Zhang Wankun go to soothe Yu Mingjia's emotions, and I will do Zhu Xiaopeng's ideological work."

Xu Rong was already under great pressure from a series of events today. When he heard Pu Cunxi's words, he was a little panicked: "There is no one else in our yard?"

"The dean and Ren Ming are both here, but before they can show up, someone is chatting with them in the office."

Pu Cunxi gently patted Xu Rong's shoulder and said, "I know you are under a lot of pressure, but if we are both confused, this scene will be smashed today."

"Don't hesitate, hurry up."

Xu Rong took a deep breath and a strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind. If he was asked to act in spy war now, he would be sure that he could be better than he did in the past.

When he walked to Yu Mingjia's dressing room, Yu Mingjia and Xiao Zhang were sitting in it, while Zhang Wankun squatted on the ground, constantly saying "relax" and "don't be nervous".

He turned his gaze to Yu Mingjia again and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Wankun stood up, nodded at him, and explained in a low voice: "She said she was so scared that she couldn't find the feeling. I heard her say the lines just now, and it was simply a forced replies."

Xu Rong glanced at Xiao Zhang, who was sitting aside holding Yu Mingjia's hand, and had to sigh at the society's polishing of people. Xiao Zhang must have realized something, but she was not deeply touched by these things. Yu Mingjia has been in the film and television industry for many years and understands the weight of the audience today.

"Teacher Xu, do you have any good methods?" Zhang Wankun asked anxiously.

Xu Rong sighed softly, and didn't care about Zhang Wankun's sudden change in name to himself, and said, "Don't worry, let me think about it, let me think about it."

"Silent practice?" He frowned and looked at Yu Mingjia, but immediately, he denied his proposal.

Currently, there is only half an hour before the performance. Feng Yuanzheng's silent practice is too time-consuming, and now he must adopt an immediate method.

He walked around the dressing room and finally focused his attention on the cabinet under the dressing table.

He squatted down, pulled out all the boxes, bottles, jars and so on in a few seconds, and then turned his head to Mingjia and said, "You get in and read your words inside. When you pronounce them, push the cabinet door hard."

Yu Mingjia looked at Xu Rong in shock. The cabinet was too narrow and he could get in. However, when he stayed inside, his body had to be curled up, so he would feel particularly uncomfortable without thinking.

Zhang Wankun had no doubts about Xu Rong's decision at this time and immediately said: "I don't have time to think about it, hurry up, do as Teacher Xu said."

"good."

Zhang Wankun looked at Yu Mingjia like a baby and got into the cabinet. When he saw Xu Rong locking the cabinet door without hesitation, he asked in a low voice: "Is it useful?"

Xu Rong was not sure, and shook his head and said, "Let's be a living horse."

"Okay, let's start."

Xu Rong stood in front of the cabinet door, listening to the faint lines of making appointments coming from inside, and felt a little relieved.

Yu Mingjia's condition is gradually improving.

But it's not enough.

After about ten minutes of touching, a "dongdongdongdong" sound suddenly came from the cabinet.

She should have hammered the door with her feet or hands inside.

Before Yu Mingjia went in, what he told her was to push hard, not hammer or smash.

Xu Rong held his ears and heard a few words, and felt that it was almost done. He opened the cabinet door and said, "Let's come out."

Yu Mingjia got out of the way, lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and said, "Hurry, I'm suffocating me to death, it's so uncomfortable."

Xu Rong ignored her complaint and said, "You can read the lines again now, remember this feeling, and remember it when performing."

Yu Mingjia raised her head, looked at him sadly, and said, "Okay."

After about five minutes of touching, Pu Cunxi walked over again. Listening to Yu Mingjia's repeated lines, feeling her condition, turning his gaze to Xu Rong, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's a good job."

"No, it's that simple, don't you praise me?" Xu Rong walked out of the dressing room to ease the depressing atmosphere.

Pu Cunxi turned his head and said with a smile: "These are what you should do. If you have a performance in the future, you must not only take care of yourself, but also be responsible for every actor. You are the vice captain, which is your responsibility."

"Okay." Xu Rong shook his head, glanced at the time, and asked, "How is Zhu Xiaopeng?"
To be continued...