"You don't know the specific details about the start of school, but when I started school at the end of August that year, I was taken directly to Changping to start military training without saying anything!"
Fang Yingying seemed to have recalled something bad, and even now she was still frightened and said: "My dear, I dare say that apart from the military training of military skills, I am afraid that the military training in Chinese opera is the most stringent."
"I guarantee that after the ten days of military training, you will find that your expectations for this school have disappeared."
"Isn't it just military training?" Zhao Yuncheng said disapprovingly: "Easy."
Su Ze rolled his eyes and shut up, "What qualifications do you have to show off!"
Seeing Fang Yingying looking at him, Liu Tianyi said helplessly: "This guy comes from a military family and is proficient in martial arts. Ignore him."
"So that's the case, no wonder." Fang Yingying suddenly realized, and looked at the three people in front of her with admiration again. Not only did they rank first in their majors, but they were also ranked first in the courtyard?
"I have to say that the conditions of our school are very good. We have free water and electricity. All the ingredients in the canteen are directly supplied. The cook is very loose. Although it is not delicious, it will definitely not kill you."
"Most of the snacks in the canteen are imported and sold at the purchase price. They are extremely cheap. The school also provides various subsidies and all the air-conditioning and heating are available."
"The schedule is very strict. The lights are turned off at twelve o'clock in the evening. You are not allowed to leave the dormitory building. If you have something to do and you don't come back, I suggest you don't come back."
Fang Yingying opened up the conversation and said: "In my opinion, China National Theater is more like a high school. There are no elective courses, except for physical education. Compared with other prestigious universities, there are very few people who take classes."
"Do you know why?"
Seeing everyone looking at each other, he couldn't help but gloat: "Because you will find that you are not even busy with the required courses!"
"No way?" Hu Lei was confused for a moment. University shouldn't be a romantic affair?
"You are still too young." Fang Yingying, who has been here, saw the depression of the elementary school girl, and sighed: "From the time I entered the freshman year, I have to do morning exercises every day, and I have to clock in regardless of rain or shine. Do you believe it?"
"Back then, the management students in my class had already started making models. I heard that everyone stayed up all night under the lights in the hall, happily making models. Do you believe it?"
"The perverted choreographer can't stop drawing. In the computer class, there are even six girls with no basic knowledge sitting together to figure out a software. Can you believe it?"
"Theoretically, the drama department requires you to read through at least one script every day, read a novel in two days, and read 2,000 words a day. It doesn't stop even on holidays, so I asked you if you are afraid?"
Seeing that the junior fellow students were completely petrified, he continued: "You sleep later than a dog, wake up earlier than a chicken, and are so busy every day that your feet never touch the floor. How do you know what our head teacher said?"
"We are much more relaxed than they were back then!"
"Hahaha!" Liu Tianyi next to him finally couldn't stand it any longer and laughed loudly: "Did you hear that?"
"This is just an undergraduate degree. When you go to graduate school, you will know what real hell is!"
Speaking of this, he seemed to recall his youthful days, and sighed with emotion: "At that time, we wrote and read pens at the McDonald's in Di'anmen, and bought breakfast at the bun shop in Beixinqiao. At that time, dumplings in the cafeteria still cost one yuan."
"Even the principal likes to eat the big cakes and meat rolls on the third floor, but he doesn't want the big cakes. The wall of the experimental theater is not high, so if you don't have a ticket, you can climb over the wall."
"The water of the Yellow River in the backstreet of the art museum, the basement of Sanlian Taofen. The flow of people in Nanluogu Alley, and the east Mianmian Hutong heading west."
"My youth!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and even Su Ze leaned forward and backward, secretly complaining: You are old and young too early!
"As for what is a school beauty?" Fang Yingying took a sip of mineral water and continued: "Don't listen to outsiders."
"As for our cousin, there are not many girls under 1.7 meters tall. They are pure white and have long legs. There is no smallest face, only smaller ones."
"Of course, if you want to show off in school, it's basically nonsense. In the summer, they wear T-shirts and jeans, and in the winter, they wear the same Chinese drama down jackets. Yes, the dark ones!"
"By the way, my sophomore brother Haoran entered the school. I saw him playing basketball at noon and wanted to take off his shirt because it was too hot. He just lifted up a third of his shirt, and a group of female students on the side of the court picked up their mobile phones neatly."
"Poor little brother can only put it back silently."
"This year we seem to be at the same time as Li Landi." Hu Lei thought of something and said: "There is also Zhang Zifeng!"
Su Ze was stunned. Zhang Zifeng seemed to have heard of it?
"Normally, there are celebrities who pass the opera test every year. Last year, Qian Xi even swore in on behalf of all the newcomers." Fang Yingying said unaccustomedly: "Hey, you are number one in your major this year, maybe you will be on stage too."
Su Ze's face froze, no, why should he be so high-profile?
"It's very possible!" Liu Tianyi had a rare opportunity to tease Su Ze, and said to add insult to injury: "According to the usual practice, the first in the major every year is qualified to take the oath on behalf of the freshmen, so be prepared."
Su Ze's face was full of depression. Can he give up?
By the way, isn’t there a so-called star student?
Let them go!
"Let me show you the photos." Fang Yingying took out her mobile phone and displayed it on the big screen: "There is no drama anytime, anywhere in class or after class. Other schools teach Lu Xun and Mao Zedong, but our school is amazing."
"Shakespeare and Chekhov are at the entrance of the theater, Lao She and Cao Yu are standing in the library, and Stanislava is standing in the teaching building..."
"Walking on campus, do you feel like you are breathing the same breath and sharing your destiny with the great figures in drama, literature and art from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad?"
"When you walk into the teaching building and look through every small window, you will see students who are either returning to class to play the joys and sorrows of various eras, or boys and girls from the dance drama department who are pressing their legs in front of the barre in front of the clear window."
"Or they are the students of the musical where the teacher plays the piano and surrounds them to practice their voices. It is especially lively every morning. The grove is full of morning exercises. Everyone finds a tree and starts running eight hundred pacesetters towards the north slope."
"The best thing is that every tree in our school has the name of a drama unit. For example, this tree is the Beijing People's Art Theater, the next tree is the National Theater, and the next tree is the Railway Art Troupe..."
"Do you know what this small forest is called?"
"Chinese Drama Forest!"
The overwhelming atmosphere made Su Ze and the others excited. They had been to the campus several times during the art exam, but the feeling was really different.
"The real highlight is after dark." Fang Yingying pretended to be mysterious: "All the lights in the large theater and small theater, including the black box, are on. Near the end of the term, there will be reports and major performances almost every night."
"Observation life exercises for freshman, adaptation of novel excerpts for sophomore year, Chinese and foreign drama excerpts for junior year, graduation drama for senior year..."
"In addition, the Department of Directing, the Department of Musical Theater, the Department of Dance Drama, the Department of Opera and the Department of Peking Opera, each department has its own report performance. As long as you are willing to watch it, you will have a new feeling every night."
"Did you hear that?" Liu Tianyi said proudly from the side: "The jargon is Xunzhuo!"
"They say the children from our dramas have good temperaments?"
"Nonsense, is it okay to be smoked like this every day for four years?"