Starting from Taohuawu, kilometers away

Meng Ziyi walked out of Song Dandan's bedroom in the afterglow of the setting sun, her heart full of the essence and insights of acting.

With a satisfied smile on her face, she walked briskly across the courtyard towards wxy's room.

When he arrived at wxy's door, he waved to Lamu Yangzi and Xu Zhisheng. The three of them sat around the wooden table in the tool room and began to discuss the evening's entertainment.

Lamu Yangzi's laughter was as clear as a silver bell, and Xu Zhisheng made humorous jokes from time to time, making the atmosphere cheerful and relaxed.

At the same time, Li Cheng, Wang Hedi and Wang Chuanjun rolled up their sleeves and plunged into the battlefield in the kitchen.

They each had their own duties, some cutting vegetables, some washing rice, and some making fire.

The flames flickered beside the stove, the spatulas flew, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food, intertwined with the conversations and laughter of three people, composing a heartwarming song of home-cooked meals.

Meng Ziyi's eyes sparkled with excitement. He tapped the table with the fan in his hand and suddenly suggested, "Why don't we have a fairy tale story session? It will not only make everyone happy, but also improve our acting skills."

Lamu Yangzi's eyes lit up and she immediately agreed: "Good idea! We can do an impromptu performance based on the skills we learned today."

Xu Zhisheng raised the corner of his mouth, pretending to be in deep thought, and then nodded: "It sounds very interesting, then it's settled!"

The four of them reached an agreement and began to prepare themselves.

Meng Ziyi was secretly glad that she had gained a lot today. Not only did she improve her acting skills, but she also laid the groundwork for the happy time to come.

The three heroes in the kitchen are welcoming the night gathering with their passion for cooking.

During dinner, Sister Meng sat opposite Song Dandan. After she finished speaking her mind, she continued, "We have a good story meeting now, Mom."

"Really?"

Song Dandan's face was full of confusion.

"Definitely not a failure."

While Meng Jie was talking, Lamu Yangzi was also promoting it to the crowd of 650, saying, "Their design is really perfect."

After saying that, he pointed in the direction of Sister Meng and asked everyone to listen.

Li Cheng, Wang Hedi and others looked over. Although they were far away, Sister Meng's voice was very loud. She said, "We call this a fun storytelling session. You can tell any story. It's actually a test of your reaction ability and how smart you are. For example..."

Before he could finish, wxy touched her elbow and said, "Let's check it out again."

"What are you right about?"

Sister Meng was puzzled, and wxy explained: "No, I didn't quite understand what you said just now."

“I was just making it up.”

After saying this, Sister Meng immediately sat up straight and covered her mouth embarrassedly.

Wang Ziqi, who was listening attentively, looked at everyone and said excitedly, "She's talking nonsense!"

Sister Meng felt a little embarrassed at this time.

Everyone smiled slightly. This is how Sister Meng does things. She exaggerates and attracts your attention.

Had dinner.

Li Cheng came to the dim backstage and sat in a familiar seat. The dim light reflected his focused expression.

He tapped his fingers lightly on his knee, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He began to tell the camera about his gains today.

“I really benefited a lot today.”

His voice was full of excitement. "From Dan Ma, I learned how to truly convey the character's emotions to the audience; Teacher Zhang Guoli taught me how to stay natural in front of the camera and make the performance look effortless; and Teacher Wang Chuanjun shared his methods of digging deep into the characters. These are all valuable experiences that I cannot learn from books."

There was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he had returned to his time at the Beijing Film Academy.

"I remember that I went to the drama troupe every week to study, and every rehearsal was a spiritual baptism. I learned how to integrate my feelings into the role and how to create a chemical reaction with my partner."

His voice dropped to a low level, as if he was reminiscing about those hard but rewarding days.

“For me, these experiences are like keys that open doors to the world of performance.”

Li Cheng's words are full of love for performing arts and expectations for the future.

"I believe that as long as I continue to learn and accumulate, my performances will become more and more profound and more able to touch people's hearts."

As he spoke, the lighting in the background seemed to become softer, adding a touch of warmth to his sharing.

Li Cheng returned to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

He stared into his own eyes, as if he could see the burning passion dancing in them.

Since he was a child, he has been attracted by the elegant acting skills of his aunt Li Bingbing, and the love of acting runs in his blood.

Although he was previously a professional basketball player, his heart was already drawn to the magic of theatre.

He gently closed his eyes and held his breath, as if he was preparing for an important game.

He imagined himself standing on the stage, under the lights, with his superb acting skills, bringing the audience into moving stories.

As he thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile full of confidence and joy.

Slowly, he began to touch his face, gently caressing every inch of his skin.

That gentle touch brought him a sense of comfort and recognition, as if telling him that he was destined to shine on the screen.

Li Cheng's eyes were focused and determined. He kept repeating the character's lines and imitating various expressions and movements.

His lips kept opening and closing, and his powerful voice echoed in the room, as if foreshadowing the moment when he would conquer the screen.

Sometimes he picked up a script, and sometimes he stood in front of the mirror to adjust his expression and posture.

In this process, he constantly felt the coordination between his body and voice, and gradually revealed a real and full image of the character.

Li Cheng's eyes sparkled with a burning passion. He longed to infect the audience with his acting skills, let them immerse themselves in the world he created, and experience the character's joys and sorrows together.

His excitement grew, and he could feel every inch of his body beating for this dream.

Li Cheng took a deep breath. He knew that this was the result of his hard work and his endless love for drama.

There was calmness in his determined eyes and he was confident in his choice.

Acting is no longer a simple hobby, but an indispensable part of his life.

Li Cheng's heart is like a burning flame. He is welcoming his own career and is ready to interpret the character's emotions with voice and actions.

Wang Hedi was lying on the soft bed with his eyes closed, but was awakened by a low and focused discussion coming from the bathroom.

He opened his eyes slightly and listened attentively. That sound was Li Cheng looking in the mirror, repeatedly pondering the details of the character, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes whispering to himself, concentrating on shaping the character.

"Cheng Cheng is really serious about everything he does, no wonder he is such a good actor."

Wang Hedi's words were full of appreciation, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing such comments, Li Cheng stopped what he was doing. Through the faint light reflected from the mirror, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction flashed across his face.

He turned and walked out of the bathroom with steady steps, and every step seemed to be on the road to success.

Wang Chuanjun stood up, stretched, and his eyes fell on Li Cheng, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Li Cheng is exactly the kind of young person he admires - gifted and hardworking, with endless passion and pursuit for the performing arts career.

They looked at each other and smiled, and this smile contained the tacit understanding and mutual appreciation and respect, which made their friendship even deeper.

When the three of them went downstairs, they found the living room was dark. They were all confused. After everyone arrived one after another, Sister Meng, the initiator and organizer of the program, said, "Come on!"

"The rules of the game are that all of our partners are here, and then one of them performs a performance, and the other partner has to explain his behavior on the side."

Just after wxy finished speaking, Wang Sulong raised his hand and said, "I don't understand, I don't understand, ask for a demonstration!"

"OK, no problem, let's arrange it. Come on."

After wxy finished speaking, he and Sister Meng quickly stood up, stood in front of everyone, and prepared to start the demonstration.

"He performs, I illustrate."

After Sister Meng finished speaking, everyone nodded and the two of them prepared to start.

Sister Meng saw Wxy walking around, as if holding something in his hand, and explained: "He, Wxy, is back home now and has opened the door. He is really too hot, so he is going to take a shower."

Just when wxy took off his clothes and started to practice boxing, Sister Meng immediately changed her words and said, "Then he thought about it and practiced boxing first, right."

wxy just lay on the ground.

Sister Meng said: "After practicing boxing, he started catching crabs again because the crabs he bought today fell to the ground."

"hahahahahahahaha!"

Everyone laughed loudly because they didn't feel that wxy was catching crabs, but rather beating cockroaches.

wxy also had a very strong sense of belief and continued to perform without laughing at all.

"I felt pretty cool after catching the crabs, so I prepared to take a selfie."

As soon as Sister Meng finished speaking, wxy put on his coat again.

"The air conditioner at home is broken at this time, but it still feels very cold."

Then wxy lay directly on the ground.

Everyone had little heads and were very confused, not understanding what this operation was.

Sister Meng hesitated for a moment, looked at everyone and said, "He froze to death."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

No one expected that Sister Meng would let wxy leave without any hesitation!
Wang Sulong took the lead in applauding and said, "Great!"

"Ouch! I'm freezing!"

Wang Chuanjun was also very supportive, after all, this was Sister Meng.

"OK, that's about it."

After wxy finished speaking, Xu Zhisheng's eyes disappeared from laughing. He looked at Song Dandan and Zhang Guoli and said, "I want to watch mom and dad play."

"The two elders come first."

Sister Meng also made arrangements immediately.

Li Cheng also encouraged, "Set an example for us."

Zhang Guoli directly took Song Dandan's hand and stood up.

Song Dandan was not afraid either. She put her phone on the table and prepared to start the performance.

"oh!!!!!!!!!!"

"Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone is looking forward to what kind of performance Guodanpi will bring to everyone.

"Come on! 3! 2! 1!"

'Pah'

As soon as the clappers sounded, the two veteran artists immersed themselves in the performance in one second.

At this time, Zhang Guoli made a move to push the door.

Song Dandan elaborated: "An old man returned home."

Zhang Guoli didn't expect Song Dandan to insult him at this time. He was stunned for a moment, but he reacted very quickly and showed surprise.

Song Dandan answered even faster, saying, "I suddenly saw a beautiful woman when I entered the house!"

Zhang Guoli instantly fell to the ground, holding his chest.

"His heart failed at that time!"

Song Dandan asked Zhang Guoli to get his lunch box quickly.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

No one expected it to happen so quickly, but it was performed very well.

Wang Sulong hadn't seen enough, so he spread his hands and asked, "It's over? Is that it?"

Wang Hedi immediately went to support his old man.

Seeing that this was over, Sister Meng said, "Next group!"

The Regent King came online, and Wang Sulong called the shots: "Xu Zhisheng's team! A surprise victory!"

When the surprising group was performing, Li Cheng stood in the crowd with his eyes a little wandering.

The people around were all immersed in the story of a performance, their faces filled with excitement and joy.

However, Li Cheng's mood was as calm as a stagnant pool of water.

He looked at the exaggerated performances and deliberately fabricated plots, and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful.

His eyes swept across the faces whose emotions were drawn by the stories, and he sighed in his heart that people are always easily addicted to these illusory joys.

Despite this, Li Cheng did not show any dissatisfaction. He slightly moved the corners of his mouth, trying to blend in the happiness.

Although his smile was not genuine enough, he tried hard to make his presence not become a disturbance.

He began to clap his hands softly along with the crowd, trying to hide his boredom in this way.

Every time the applause rang out, he could feel himself trying harder to cater to the atmosphere.

Not far away, the villagers were chasing and playing, their laughter echoing in the air, interweaving with the rhythm of the performance, forming a unique harmony.

Li Cheng's eyes would occasionally fall on those carefree figures, and he couldn't help but feel envious.

He hoped that he could be like these people and devote himself to this simple happiness.

Although Li Cheng's heart was full of contradictions, he still did not give up trying.

He told himself that even if the performance didn't appeal to him, he hoped to find some moments worth appreciating.

So he began to carefully observe the performers' movements and expressions, trying to capture something that could truly touch people's hearts.

In the process, he gradually discovered that although the content of the performance did not attract him, the enthusiasm of the people in the studio for their work was real.

The wall of Li Cheng's heart melted quietly at this moment, and he began to be infected by this pure enthusiasm.

His smile became more genuine and the applause became louder.

Although he still couldn't fully immerse himself in the story, he had found his own pleasure - that is, appreciating the efforts and enthusiasm of others. (End of this chapter)