Return to Qiqi, start with the female educated youth returning to the city

Chapter 72: Where the Face Gone

What kind of person is he?
Shen Yulin couldn't help but think of his impression of Cheng Xuyuan.

At first, he thought this was a lovesick person.

But after getting to know him, he felt that he was a sensible and rational young man.

But now?
What kind of person is he now?
A very capable person!
Is he worthy of his sister?

If the answer was certain before, he would not have any doubt about it.

Not worthy!
But now, his idea has begun to waver.

Not worthy?

Why not?
Why do you say you are not worthy?

Shen Yushu looked at his brother's ever-changing expression, as if he understood what he was thinking.

He did not continue to ask questions, but looked towards the stage.

On the stage, Mr. Wan smiled and said, "The two skits were very exciting. Young man, you gave us an unexpected surprise!"

"But I think your skit has a unique style."

"It's OK to continue calling it a skit, but I think it should have its own name."

The people following Mr. Wan did not expect that he would make such an evaluation.

However, these people are all seniors in the literary world. After careful consideration, they felt that what Mr. Wan said made a lot of sense.

They all knew what a skit was.

The two works written by Cheng Xuyuan in front of me seem to be short plays, but they are somewhat different.

But if you ask them to name something else, they can't.

So in the end, they all looked at Elder Wan.

Elder Wan smiled and waved his hands, saying, "Although I have this feeling, I can't tell you what it should be called."

At this point, he looked at Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Xiao Cheng, you are the author of these two short plays. If they have their own names, what do you think they should be?"

This is so simple.

A sketch!
Cheng Xuyuan really wanted to say it directly.

But it’s not possible. In front of so many seniors, I have to give an origin to this name.

This is only natural.

As his mind turned, Cheng Xuyuan said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wan, you have stumped me with your question!"

"I only have a few humble opinions on this matter. Please refer to them with your and my seniors."

"I remember that when we were selecting actors, we called a skit a solo or group performance that used body language and language to express a relatively simple scene or artistic image."

“The two short plays I wrote are actually a combination of simple scenes.”

“So I think we can call them sketches.”

Sketch!

These two words were familiar to everyone present.

But in the past, everyone regarded sketches as a way to select actors.

Give people questions and ask them to perform to determine whether they are suitable.

But now, when Cheng Xuyuan put forward these two words, it made the people present feel very appropriate.

Sketch!

If this kind of short play is called a skit, it would be very appropriate!
"Hahaha, Xiao Cheng, you called your skit a skit, which I think is very appropriate."

Elder Wan said with emotion: "You young people are really smart."

"The sketch is good, very good!"

At this point, he looked at Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Xiao Cheng, I hope to see more of your works in the future."

"Young man, keep up the good work!"

As he spoke, Mr. Wan stretched out his hand and shook hands with Cheng Xuyuan firmly!

Cheng Xuyuan shook hands with Mr. Wan, feeling a little excited.

After all, this is someone who could only be seen in books in the previous life.

Because there were still people waiting ahead, after shaking hands with Cheng Xuyuan, Mr. Wan continued to move forward under the guidance of Mr. Li.

However, after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and said, "Xiao Cheng, if you have any good ideas in the future, you can come to me to discuss them."

"I can still offer some suggestions on drama."

Mr. Wan said this very modestly. Everyone present knew that he was a leader in this field.

But he just said he wanted to discuss it.

However, from this sentence, one can also feel that Mr. Wan values ​​the young man in front of him.

Being valued in this way, the future of this young man named Cheng Xuyuan can be said to be bright.

"Thank you, Mr. Wan. I will definitely ask you for more advice in the future." Cheng Xuyuan said seriously.

Handshake, handshake, handshake!

One by one, familiar or unfamiliar people walked past Cheng Xuyuan and shook hands with him solemnly.

Each of these seniors couldn't help but give some words of encouragement.

When Cheng Xuyuan's face was about to freeze with laughter, he heard someone whisper, "Little guy, you're hiding it very well!"

"Let's go together later."

"I invite you to dinner."

Looking at the smiling Meng Dezhi, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at the door."

Meng Dezhi didn't say anything more and continued to move forward.

After everyone had passed by, Cheng Xuyuan finally relaxed a lot.

Although I kept telling myself that there was nothing to be nervous about, my muscles couldn't help but become stiff when facing these people whom I had only seen in books in my previous life.

"Xiao Cheng, you've kept it a secret from me!" Liu Xinwu whispered, "I never thought you were the author of Eating Noodles."

Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Teacher Liu, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Mainly because you didn't ask."

Well, I didn't ask.

Liu Xinwu looked at Cheng Xuyuan's overly young face and thought to himself, I never thought that you would be the author of these two skits.

A few minutes later, Mr. Wan and others took a group photo with the actors who participated in the performance.

After the group photo, this cultural performance officially ended.

When Boss Li led Elder Wan and others off the stage, Elder Feng came to Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Teacher Cheng, we are going to have a drink, would you like to come over?"

Have a drink, that's a nice invitation.

But I can't go!
I have just talked to Meng Dezhi about this.

So Cheng Xuyuan waved his hand and said, "You guys go and have fun, I have something else to do."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Laoer's face.

He really wanted to have a few drinks with Teacher Cheng and chat more.

He was able to become famous in this performance because of Teacher Cheng.

Without Teacher Cheng, I wouldn’t be where I am today.

"Teacher Cheng, how about we have a drink tomorrow night?"

Cheng Xuyuan looked at the sincere Feng Lao Er and said helplessly, "Lao Feng, how about this, when I come back from my hometown, let's have a good drink together?"

"My train is tomorrow."

Teacher Cheng is going back to his hometown tomorrow. Alas, it seems that there is really no chance recently.

Although Feng Lao Er was disappointed, he still said, "Okay, then we have a deal."

Cheng Xuyuan said: "Okay, it's settled then."

After walking down from the stage, Cheng Xuyuan again rejected Liu Xinwu's invitation to have dinner together.

In fact, it was not only Liu Xinwu who attended the meal this time, but also several of his companions who had performed on stage with him.

Cheng Xuyuan wanted to attend this party, but Meng Dezhi had already said so in advance.

Lao Meng is related to whether he can continue to write "Things about the Ming Dynasty", so he cannot be offended, not to mention that he has already made an agreement before.

As he walked out of the gate of the Cultural Palace, Cheng Xuyuan saw Fang Yuqing waiting outside.

"Cheng Xuyuan, my uncle and aunt are in front, let's go over there." Fang Yuqing said calmly when she saw Cheng Xuyuan.

Cheng Xuyuan did not refuse the invitation and walked side by side with Fang Yuqing.

Just at this moment, Shen Yumo and Li Yufei walked out of the exit and saw Cheng Xuyuan and Fang Yuqing walking in front of them.

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