As for the noisy fans on the account, Yu Jing turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it. He had no interest in being a judge.
Seeing that Yu Jing did not respond, the two fans gradually stopped. However, their fight left a sequelae to the entertainment industry and fans.
Since then, artists have been paying special attention to what they say, for fear that if something is wrong and the other party misunderstands, fans will start to fight with each other. Passers-by are also more curious about the entertainment industry than ever before, digging out some old videos and repeatedly wondering if the artists are acting strangely.
Yu Jing: It has nothing to do with him anyway.
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Yu Jing received an invitation, and Xiao Ran asked him to return to Yaoguang to watch the newly rehearsed dance. At the gate of Yaoguang school, Yu Jing saw Hu Xiaole waving to him from a distance.
"Director Jing, Director Jing!" The girl was very excited, her face full of collagen wiped away the panic of that day, and countless little stars were shining in her eyes.
After seeing Yu Jing, those bright eyes burst into blazing light.
Before Yu Jing could approach, Hu Xiaole quickly ran over and enthusiastically handed Yu Jing a cold drink.
"Thank you." Smelling the faint fragrance of tea, Yu Jing took it and took a sip. The cold tea slid from her throat to her stomach, dispelling the anxiety caused by early summer.
There was no one on the school bus at nine o'clock in the morning. Yu Jing chose a seat by the window and sat down, while Hu Xiaole chattered to him across the aisle.
"Sir, you gave me so much information last time that the teacher was almost confused. In the end, everyone voted unanimously to choose Dunhuang Feitianwu."
Thinking of the splendid and sacred shape of Dunhuang Feitian Dance, the girl's breathing suddenly became heavier. The dance department will definitely win this exchange competition!
Hu Xiaole held his face in his hands and was imagining the scene of winning the game. The corner of his eye glanced out the window, and his smile slowly froze.
The chatter around her suddenly stopped, and Yu Jing turned her head. The girl was holding the window with both hands and staring outside, her eyes gradually widening.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Sir...I...I'm sorry, I want to get out of the car." The girl panicked and stood up and ran towards the car door without waiting for Yu Jing to answer.
Yu Jing glanced out the window. There were many people gathered under a big tree near the dance department. Everyone was discussing something with indignation. He followed Hu Xiaole and got out of the car.
"Give way, please let me in." Hu Xiaole was too petite to squeeze in. He walked around twice and was about to burst into tears.
Yu Jing reached out and patted a boy on the shoulder: "Classmate, what happened inside?"
The boy frowned, with uncontrollable anger in his tone: "Someone deliberately killed the birds. These birds are fed by nearby students. They are gentle and friendly. This morning, a student found three dead birds."
After being unable to squeeze in several times, Hu Xiaole's ponytail became crooked and his clothes were messy. Seeing that she was so worried, Yu Jing made a guess and told the boy: "She often feeds that bird. Can you let her go in and have a look?"
The boy nodded casually, waved his hand and pushed aside the person in front of him, and said in a rough voice: "Make way, the classmate who often feeds that bird is here."
The young students gathered around quickly moved out of the way, and Yu Jing immediately followed Hu Xiaole and squeezed in.
Under the leafy tree, a bird's nest made of branches fell to the ground. Three of the baby birds in the nest were breathless, leaving only one fledgling bird. The mother bird next to her was lying there dying, her feet bent abnormally. Even so, it tried its best to spread its wings to keep the bird under its wings, and chirped a warning in its throat. A man was squatting there to check something.
"The bird's nest is very high and it's impossible for people to get up there. Is it a cat?"
"As for the cat, not a single bird in this group of birds would survive. The mother bird's legs were obviously broken artificially."
"Those three little birds all had their necks broken."
Hu Xiaole gently picked up the mother bird, his vision gradually blurred: "Xiao Bai?"
The mother bird tilted her head and gently pecked Hu Xiaole's finger with her beak. Hu Xiaole finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
Over there, a few bird feathers were stuck to the man's glasses, and his pants were wet with dew. He held the only remaining bird and told everyone: "This one was saved, students, don't worry."
The students burst into cheers and applauded him happily.
"As expected of a master of biology, he can even save birds."
"Fortunately, Professor Wen is here. Are there surveillance cameras nearby? Yao Guang has such a perverted mind. We must find out."
Wen Qibai smiled at Yu Jing. Seeing that the mother bird was very dependent on Hu Xiaole, he asked in a warm voice: "How often do you feed it?"
Hu Xiaole choked and nodded. Upon seeing this, Wen Qibai handed the bird to Yu Jing: "The other three are no longer breathing, I'm sorry."
Yu Jing didn't explain anything and carefully took the bird. The soft feathers made his eyes soften: "Thank you, Professor."
"Be careful to keep the little bird warm before it can fly. The mother bird's legs have been sprayed with medicine. It will be fine after a while." After Wen Qibai explained to the two of them, he hurriedly left with his briefcase. He had other things to do next. .
The surrounding students slowly dispersed. Hu Xiaole wanted to send the bird back to the dormitory. She bit her lips and was in a dilemma.
"It's okay, I remember the way, I can go there by myself."
Yu Jing has a good memory. She took the school bus to the dance department and explained to Xiao Ran about Hu Xiaole. Yu Jing was led to the audience area of the dance practice room.
There are leaders from Yaoguang in front of the auditorium. This exchange competition is not only related to Yaoguang's reputation, but also represents Donghua's strength. All leaders in the school are very concerned about Xiao Ran's rehearsal situation.
When I first learned that Xiao Ran wanted to change dances midway, these leaders disagreed and the time was too short to make it too late. Xiao Ran could only kill first and play later, and privately arranged for students to practice Dunhuang Feitian Dance.
When the school leaders found out, it was already too late. They were so angry that they almost fired Xiao Ran directly.
Seeing Yu Jing coming over, the faces of the school leaders gradually turned dark.
Even if the exchange competition is postponed for another half a year, they will be extremely grateful to Yu Jing, respectfully treat him as a guest, and thank him for his selfless dedication.
However, time did not allow them to change dances midway!
"How long have Xiao Ran been rehearsing this dance?" the director of the mecha department asked the person next to him in a low voice.
Professor Wen Haolan of the directing department smiled reassuringly at Yu Jing and counted the time: "About two weeks."
Two weeks!
The eyes of everyone present almost popped out of their heads. The original embroidery dance had been rehearsed for a whole year!
Can this be compared?
A group of people covered their heads, rubbed their chests, and almost fainted because their breath was stuck in their throats.
"Xiao Ran... Yu Jing..." A group of old people on the school board were speechless. A wrinkled old orange asked Yu Jing with a headache, "Young people, are you so confident in the new dance?"
Yu Jing raised her chin: "That's natural. The things from our ancestors can definitely beat the empire next door."
Seeing this group of people worried, Yu Jing smiled softly: "Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in Teacher Xiao's courage to fight for the honor of the school and the determination of the students to go all out for the glory of Donghua."
"Hey, let's take a look first." Orange Peel was Yaoguang's principal. He scratched the top of his head. In just a few days, his already sparse hair could already be seen faintly on his scalp.
The old principal looked sad and tried to comfort himself in his heart. Even if the dance department really lost, there were other departments. Speaking of which, Yu Jing was a student from the directing department.
Suddenly, he was refreshed and turned away from his bleak look of half-death just now. He warmly invited Yu Jing:
"Student Yu, are you interested in returning to Yaoguang to teach everyone about your experience?"
Yu Jing touched her nose: "Let's talk next time."
There was a chuckle from the side, and Yu Jing heard the sound and looked over: "It's you."
It was the man who had just saved the bird and left in a hurry. He was wearing a silver-gray suit, his hair was neatly styled, and his gold-rimmed glasses blocked the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, giving him an elegant and scholarly atmosphere.
Yu Jing's eyes fell on the roses in his hand. At that time, the group of students seemed to call him...
"Professor Wen Qibai?"
Wen Qibai nodded: "Director Jing, nice to meet you."
"Are you Teacher Xiao Ran's boyfriend?" Yu Jing came over curiously and asked softly.
Wen Qibai's smile became gentler and he admitted frankly. He carefully put the rose aside and communicated with Yu Jing in a low voice.
"Where's the little bird?"
"She was sent back to the dormitory by her classmates," Yu Jing pointed to Hu Xiaole who had calmed down in the background. "She often feeds the mother bird and will definitely take good care of them. Professor, don't worry."
Yu Jing had a good impression of this professor, and he was gentle, tolerant and caring. Just now, I was half-kneeling on the ground to save the bird. I didn't care if my clothes got dirty. I was more focused on it than doing an experiment.
Wen Qibai clicked on the light brain and the contact page popped up: "How about exchanging contact information. If the bird has any questions, you can ask me. Although it is not as good as a professional veterinarian, I can still handle some emergencies."
"Thank you, Professor."
Yu Jing saved the number and gave it to Hu Xiaole after the rehearsal.
The lights in the entire dance practice room were dimmed, and the holographic projection was activated. The golden fluorescence was like a sea of stars gathering together, slowly condensing into a Buddha statue with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
The Buddha lowered his head to listen to the sufferings in the world. A ray of sunshine fell on the Buddha, and a girl in colorful clothes flew towards it through the clouds and fog like chasing the light.
Yu Jing heard gasps coming from the audience, and the school leader who just scolded Xiao Ran for his nonsense seemed to have his eyes bulging out, staring intently at the girls who were slowly falling to the center of the stage.
When giving advice to Xiao Ran, Yu Jing emphasized that Dunhuang dance is closely related to Buddhism and mainly highlights the Buddha nature and divinity.
In just two weeks of rehearsal time, the dance effect will definitely not be perfect, but this group of girls tried their best to practice.
They wanted to prove to the school leaders that Xiao Ran's decision to change dances temporarily was not wrong.
They wanted to rehearse the Dunhuang Feitian Dance openly and openly, rather than practice secretly.
With this idea in mind, the girls showed desperate determination and tried hard to raise the ribbons in their hands in front of the Buddha statue, as if praying to the gods to fulfill their wishes.
They strive to prove themselves with the determination of moths rushing to a flame. Hu Xiaole, who was holding a pipa, slowly landed among the girls and played a song from the gods.
The Buddha opened his eyes and looked down quietly at the seven emotions and six desires in the human world.
The old principal sitting in the front covered his chest and gasped for breath. Even so, he refused to look away. He murmured: "It's stunning...the sky is filled with gods and Buddhas...all living beings..."
Yaoguang, Donghua.
The old principal doesn’t know how other departments will fare in this exchange competition, but the dance department must be the winner!
When the dance ended, everyone stood up and applauded enthusiastically. The anxious girls had red eyes. Hu Xiaole mustered up the courage to ask: "Leaders, can we continue to rehearse this dance?"
Two weeks is too short, they can only perform their best, but their pursuit is the ultimate perfection.
"No problem. Next, you can concentrate on rehearsing with Teacher Xiao Ran."
The girls cried with joy, covered their mouths and bowed repeatedly to the school leaders. When they saw Yu Jing at the back, they waved repeatedly. Hu Xiaole shouted loudly: "Director Jing, we did it!"
Yu Jing smiled softly and gave a thumbs up in the girl's hopeful gaze.
A great group of girls.
After the rehearsal, Yu Jing followed a group of school leaders and walked out, holding him with a hand from behind.
The wrinkled old principal smiled like a big bad wolf: "Student Yu, if you have time, go back to your alma mater more often. How about I get you a pass?"
Chapter 49
Hua An was led into a trap of watching dramas by his beloved granddaughter.
