Finally, the whole performance ended with a gorgeous conjuration of four Aces. Pei Junmeng elegantly touched his chest with one hand and bowed to the audience and judges, immediately attracting screams of adoration from nymphomaniac girls.
Pei Junmeng's expression seemed humble, but he still couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth with a slight smile of pride. Having gained so much popularity in just one audition, it is conceivable that by the time he officially goes on stage to perform, he will definitely be the most popular person in the school.
By that time, any school beauties or garden beauties or beauties in the class can be easily captured with just a click of a finger.
For women, vanity is their best aphrodisiac.
He has good looks, money, and talent, plus a little romance and mystery. Pei Junmeng can't think of any woman who can resist all these.
If she were a woman, she would certainly not be able to resist her own charm.
Pei Jun fiercely and handsomely shook the hair curtain hanging in front of his forehead, and his whole body was intoxicated.
Come on, praise me without reservation! I’m the king of the world!
As for that wretched boy who lost his moral integrity by picking up soap, Pei Junmeng didn't take it seriously at all. He had been practicing magic since he was ten years old. He studied under the famous domestic magician Situ Jun. Isn't it better than a guy who appeared from some rubbish?
A country bumpkin coming out?
A real magic watch is extremely solemn and rigorous, and can even be said to be a sacred ceremony. That country idiot doesn't even wear a decent dress, let alone a formal dress, just a T-shirt, trousers and flip-flops. He pretends he is going to the beach.
What about vacation? Even if you know how to do tricks, it is definitely not elegant.
"Your name is Pei Junmeng, right?" Professor He, a kind-hearted professor, pinched the temples of his glasses and lifted them up, and praised kindly: "Magic is an extremely difficult artistic performance. Although I don't know much about the details of this industry,
But I also know the saying that one minute on stage and ten years of work off stage. There are not many young people like you who are willing to endure hardships... The whole performance was done in one go, and the stage effect was also quite good. It can be seen that you have worked hard.
If you are ready, I will let you pass."
Professor He is the first to comment every time, and he is also the most pertinent and meaningful among all the judges.
"The show is okay, but I hope you can incorporate more traditional elements into the show. Our country of China has a history of five thousand years, and there are also quite wonderful tricks. You must always remember that you are a Chinese to make the performance more down-to-earth.
One thing, don’t learn everything from those foreign devils.”
The bald director Ke also feels very good about Pei Junmeng's program. His comments are rarely venomous, but some habitual preaching is unavoidable.
Pei Jun nodded repeatedly, humbly accepting it, but actually he didn't agree with it.
Traditional magic? Is it a trick like "Fairy Picking Beans" performed by a beggar kid on the street with three broken bowls and one bamboo chopstick? How can anyone watch that kind of thing these days? Is it down-to-earth? It's so mundane...
"It's very interesting. I passed it." The Wen Yirou beauty is as confident as ever. After more than a hundred programs, even the comments have not changed.
In the end, only Pei Junyong, the master killer, was left. He smiled and took down both signs and said, "Do I think I need to avoid suspicion? So I'd better abstain..."
Of course, Pei Junyong was only joking when he said this. If the three judges passed it, Pei Junmeng's program would be considered to have entered the pre-selection. It doesn't matter whether he expresses his opinion or not.
Just when Pei Junyong signaled his brother to step down and lowered his head to look for the next program list, Pei Junmeng suddenly cleared his throat and said to the four judges: "Four teachers, I'm sorry to take up a little of your time..."
"Well? Classmate Pei, what else do you want?" Professor He raised his head and asked unexpectedly.
Look at the Buddha instead of the monk. Although Pei Junmeng's behavior at the moment is not in line with the rules, his brother Pei Junyong is also a teacher at the same school after all, so he still has to give him some face.
"That's right, I would like to ask, how many places are there for the magic show at this welcome party?" Pei Junmeng bowed slightly and behaved politely.
Although Professor He didn't understand why Pei Junmeng asked this, he knew that based on the quality of his program, he could basically make the final decision at previous evening parties, but he still explained patiently: "Little Pei, this is the case.
The New Year's Eve party is mainly about singing and dancing, with a few high-quality language programs. Programs like magic shows are still very rare... But after all, this is a niche program. The time for a party is limited, and we can't arrange it.
There are too many, so there is only one place available.
Pei Junmeng thought that this was indeed the case. He thought that passing the preselection this time was a sure thing, but he didn't expect that there are so many birds in the forest. Such an unpopular profession can actually meet peers. It seems that competition is inevitable.
However, Pei Junmeng is very confident in his carefully prepared magic and is not afraid of competition from anyone. On the contrary, he is now eager for the wretched man picking up soap to come on stage and perform. He wants to see how the other party performs in comparison with his magic.
Very shameful.
"Four judges and teachers, although I know it is against the rules to say this, I have a suggestion... This is it. As far as I know, in this audition program, there is another classmate whose performance is also a magic trick like mine.
.
With all due respect, although all the judges and teachers are elites in their respective circles, they are still laymen when it comes to magic. It is difficult to judge the show from a professional perspective. I am worried that if the two shows are too long apart, the judges and teachers may be confused.
My impression is vague, so it’s better to advance that classmate’s program so that we can directly compare the stage effects.”
Any discerning person who knows what happened backstage just now can see that Pei Junmeng is seeking personal revenge and intends to use this direct comparison to slap the other party in the face.
However, I have to admit that his words actually make some sense. Both the judges and the audience here are amateurs to magic. The only criterion for testing whether it is a good show is the live stage effect. If you want to be relatively fair,
To give an accurate judgment, comparing the two programs together is indeed the best way at present.
"I think this method is feasible. I just took a look and there is only one magic show in the program list at the end. Changing the order temporarily should not have any impact."
As the saying goes, brothers fighting tigers, father and son go into battle. As soon as Pei Junmeng said these words, Pei Junyong, who was sitting on the judges' bench, knew that someone must have offended the baby bump in the family. Not to mention that there was still a good reason, even if there was no reason.
There is a reason why he has to help.
"Then...let's bring up the next show."
Professor He and the other three judges nodded and approved after a short discussion. Anyway, it is not a matter of principle. Some actors' late arrival will also cause the program to be postponed. The order of one or two programs in advance has no impact at all.
Then, a fat man with small eyes, a crew cut, and a mustache came onstage dragging a trolley suitcase.
Before he even had time to introduce himself, the nervous little fat man stumbled on something and fell down in front of the judges' seat, which immediately caused a roar of laughter from the audience.
All the judges couldn't help but laugh.
This little fat guy shouldn't be doing magic tricks, he should be performing skits. It's really hilarious...
"Who is this guy? He is called Handsome when he looks like this. It really makes me laugh! Is this really his real name?"
"Is this guy here to participate in the audition? Could he be in the wrong place?"
"What do you understand? Nowadays, people are tired of aesthetic appreciation. The popular thing is to judge ugliness! And you dare to go on stage when you look like this. Do you have the courage? For this alone, I will support him! Give him a thumbs up,
Thirty-two likes!”
Li Mengnan also didn't expect that Zhao Yingjun could express the comic style he just talked about so vividly. He had just come on stage and caused such a sensation before performing. This guy is simply a born comedian. It would be a pity for talent not to act...
Contrary to the joyful atmosphere of the audience, Pei Junmeng, standing in the corner of the stage, was so angry that he almost cursed.
Hurry! Hurry!
Damn, what's going on? Shouldn't it be the wretched soap man on stage? Why is it a fat guy with four eyebrows? Although he is equally wretched, the problem is not the same person at all!
"Judge teacher, could it be that there is a mistake? This is not the person I am talking about..." Pei Junmeng finally couldn't help but speak.
This little fat guy is obviously a newbie in magic. Even if he wins, he won't have much sense of achievement. What's more, the person he wants to slap in the face is totally wrong!
"Not this person?" Professor He didn't understand what Pei Junmeng meant. He lowered his head and checked the program again, and asked Zhao Yingjun, who had just stood up and was taking out a tissue to wipe his sweat: "This classmate, is your name Zhao Yingjun?"
"
"I...my name is Zhao Yingjun, and this is my student ID card." Zhao Yingjun opened the student ID card in a hurry and handed it over.
"I'm just asking, please put your student ID card away quickly."
Professor He immediately couldn't laugh or cry. This little fat guy was too down-to-earth. Although he didn't look very good, his personality was quite cute.
Only then did Pei Junmeng realize that he had made the wrong mistake. No matter how crazy he was, he did not dare to continue to point fingers at the program. His suggestion just now to adjust the order of the program was already out of line, and doing similar actions would only increase the dislike of the judges.
But this does not mean that he gives up revenge, he is just waiting for the right time.
"Classmate Zhao Yingjun, let's start your performance." Professor He extended her hand with a smile. She had a good first impression of Zhao Yingjun and was very curious about what kind of performance this clumsy little fat man would bring.
"Everyone... good evening, teacher, my... my name is Zhao Yingjun."
Standing in front of the desk that replaced the performance stage, Zhao Yingjun's voice was obviously trembling. The dark crowd of heads under the stage made him feel a lot of pressure, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the backstage.