Su Ze didn't expect this. He was slightly startled, then immediately adjusted his attitude, took another step forward, pointed at the female examiner and asked: "Are you willing to bow down and accept reality?"
"Accept that your beloved husband was killed?"
"tell me!"
The female examiner was so overcome by Su Ze's momentum that she forgot her identity as an examiner and blurted out: "Never!"
"Comrades, open your eyes and look at her!"
Su Ze didn't expect that the examiner would cast a scene for him, let alone that the examiner would change his lines?
It was originally said that she was just a miserable person who had lived at the bottom of society since she was a child. She lived a miserable life that was worse than that of a horse. Even when her husband was killed for no reason, she dared not speak out and felt sorry for herself in despair.
But you are absolutely nothing?
At this point, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired!
"That's right, did you hear that?"
"This is the truest cry from her heart!"
Su Ze had an idea, skipped a large section of the lines, opened his arms, looked around the audience, and said angrily: "She is weak, she is timid, what else can she do now except cry in grief?"
"But is this justice?"
"Do you think this is fair?"
The rich voice enveloped the entire classroom, and even made the eardrums buzz. Not only the three examiners, but also the other nervous candidates felt their blood surge, and there was an emotion in their hearts that immediately burst out!
"And him!"
Su Ze came to the male examiner in the middle, pointed with his hand and said: "His name is Huang Defa!"
"I was forced to jump out of the car because I resisted the oppression of Director Wei's father. Look at what he looks like now!"
"The blood on the head has not dried yet, the right leg is fractured, and the skin on the left hand is gone!"
"Open your eyes and take a look!"
After speaking, he stepped forward to the last male examiner, looked directly at the examiner with sharp eyes, and asked word by word: "You!"
"Director Wei Dahong!"
"Don't you want to say something?"
"Me!" Su Ze stared at the male examiner. He stood up suddenly, slammed the table hard, and roared: "You fart!"
"Who dares you?"
"Tell me who gave you the courage!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire examination room fell silent.
"I'm sorry, examiner." Su Ze didn't expect this again, so he could only take two steps back and said with some embarrassment: "My recitation is over."
Examiners: "..."
The one in the middle reacted quickly, coughed twice, smiled and said: "Well, the recitation is good, the mood is very full, even the three of us can't help but help you play."
Su Ze smiled, quickly bowed deeply, and returned to the team, looking like a good boy.
"What a talent!" The three examiners looked at each other. How many juniors and seniors can achieve this kind of line skills, let alone art candidates?
Suppressing all kinds of curiosity, after all, there are still candidates, so we can only continue.
"Grass, so strong!"
"Good boy, goosebumps are falling all over the floor!"
"Brother, are you sure you are an art candidate?"
"It's over, it's over, the place is so explosive, what should I do to answer it?"
The next four candidates were all in love with each other. They were even more nervous than before and even trembled when they spoke.
The examiner shook his head secretly, there was no way, the lines were a head-to-head confrontation, if you can do it, you can do it, if you can’t, you can’t. It can only be said that these candidates are unlucky. When they meet a master, the difference in level is huge!
Su Ze?
interesting!
The recitation was all over in less than thirty minutes, and except for Su Ze, no one else lasted more than two minutes?
"The recitation is over. Next is the proposition performance. You have three minutes to prepare."
The middle-aged examiner announced: "This time the topic is to visit relatives in the city. There are no other restrictions. You can do whatever you want."
"Okay, the three-minute countdown begins!"
Everyone was busy for a while, but Su Ze felt relaxed and asked the original question?
Think about it, there are hundreds of rounds of art exams every year, especially the preliminary exams. How can there be different questions?
Go to a corner, close your eyes and enter the system space. Three minutes for others will take at least an hour for you.
"I think Su Ze is good!" The female examiner took the opportunity to whisper: "You can tell from the hard work that you have practiced your lines well."
"Well, he is also full of emotions. He is a good candidate." The intermediate examiner said with satisfaction: "As long as the performance is not too bad, it will not be a big problem to pass the third test."
"I agree!"
The three examiners smiled. What do you like most about being a Chinese opera instructor?
Discover potential stocks with your own hands!
"Three minutes to go!" The middle-aged examiner clapped his hands, signaled everyone to stop, and announced: "Everyone should spread out and keep a two-meter distance between performances."
"I have a word of warning for you: the drama is the character!"
"I can't help but perform, so show yourself well, you know?"
As the exam began, everyone was performing various performances. Su Ze seemed to be holding a piece of paper in his left hand and carrying a package in his right hand. His body was slightly tilted down, and his eyes were wandering with a mixture of curiosity and timidity.
Slowly enter from the corner, look at both sides as you walk, keep comparing it with the note in your hand, and push the package behind you with your right shoulder from time to time, as if you are looking for something?
"pretty!"
Thoughts flashed through the examiners, good guys, are you getting into trouble now?
Su Ze walked around the other candidates without disturbing others' performances, until he reached another corner, suddenly seemed to have locked onto something, and quickly stepped forward.
His eyes kept wandering between his left hand and the house number, comparing them constantly. Finally, he confirmed it, showed a hint of relief, and quickly put the package down.
Just when I was about to knock on the door, I suddenly remembered something, and quickly clapped my hands and then my body, trying to drive away the dust?
When he felt almost clean, he raised his right hand, knocked hard on the door a few times, and loudly said in his hometown dialect: "It's me, Aze!"
The three examiners stared intently at Su Ze in the corner and simply turned a blind eye to the other candidates.
There is no way, gold shines everywhere!
"Auntie, I'm Aze!"
"Is there anyone at home?"
After knocking on the door several times and finding no one, Su Ze frowned and took out the note again to confirm that the address was correct and could only continue knocking.
He leaned close to the crack in the door and looked in, then walked to the wall next to him and jumped hard a few times, and even tried to climb the top of the wall...