Originally, Zhang Meng's group was a little anxious and had headaches, but now they are even more stressed when facing the gazes of everyone watching a show.
"Why are you chirping? It's endless, shut the fuck up!" Nie Wei couldn't help but yelled again.
The audience was indeed quiet, but their expressions were obviously filled with happiness.
Some people sneered, "If it doesn't work, it won't work. I won't let you talk anymore."
Baili Wenwen frowned, this was just a rehearsal, and the other people in their group had been affected by such comments from a group of people.
"Let's go down first!" Baili said softly.
Everyone looked at her and said nothing.
Baili Rouwen focused on Zhang Meng, "My mentality has been affected. No matter how much we rehearse, it won't be effective. Let's go down and communicate first."
Everyone also knew the reason, so they could only choose to hold their breath and get off the stage in the eyes of a group of mocking eyes.
Zhang Mengdie and Li Yi originally thought Baili Wenwen was a threat, but who knew something went wrong before the rehearsal even started? It was really hilarious.
Baili Wenrou was surprised that they could actually listen to her words?
In fact, there are only a small number of people in the school who hate her. Most of them are girls, and now because of XS, some girls no longer look at her as hostile as before.
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Behind the seat, after getting down, Baili Rouwen looked at the others and said, "Let's change our style!"
She was glad that the place she landed in was China, not Country R or Country M, where people speak like ducks. She didn't like the language even after learning.
Hearing this, Zhang Meng looked at the other students, "What do you think?"
"Do you really think she can do anything? That's it." Zhang Mengdie felt relieved.
"What?" More than a dozen students participating in the program looked up at Baili Wenwen in confusion.
"Then what do you want to change it to? We don't have much time. The French stage play was unanimously approved by us. You can change it if you want?" Luo Qiu jumped out again and said coolly.
"This idea is okay, but can you master the Chinese-style drama and dance? We still have to search for some videos online." Several male students began to discuss.
"You say, everyone listens. Good opinions should be expressed and discussed." Zhang Meng is undoubtedly a person who puts the overall situation first.
Baili Rouwen ignored her and explained to everyone, "What I said was a suggestion. Whether I take it or not depends on everyone's opinion."
Their position is relatively far back, so their voices cannot be heard due to distance issues.
And culturally speaking, many things and culture in China are closer to what she understands.
Baili Wenwen explained, "The stage play chosen by Zhang Mengdie and the others is also in French, and the songs and accompaniment styles are the same as ours. Although it is not this single reason that makes me have such a suggestion to change, it is mainly this stage play.
Simple is simple but not amazing enough.”
"My suggestion is that we can follow the Chinese style, there is no need to adopt foreign styles. I still like our traditional Chinese culture. Why don't we carry forward our own things and imitate other people's things?"
"That's right, let's wait for Yue'er to come back. Didn't she say that the campus festival will come..." Li Yi suddenly approached Zhang Mengdie and whispered.
"Do you believe me?" Baili Wenrou said suddenly.
Hearing this, Zhang Meng looked into Baili's gentle, dark, beautiful but extremely reassuring and decisive eyes and nodded, "Yes."
"Then let's dance to the sky!"
"Sacrifice to Heaven Dance?" Everyone was confused.