Chapter 9: The art of crying (below)

Susu looked up, and all of them were thinking about how to perform in front of the paper in their hands.
The performance in the classroom is visible to everyone. Observation, mutual promotion is the purpose of learning. However, the person who comes on first is easily imitated, but the person who comes on later may be regarded as imitation, which is very contradictory.
Teacher Zhou was sitting in the corner, dozing with his eyes closed, but Su Su always felt that he was looking at everyone calmly. Everyone's facial expressions are taken into account.
Susu quickly converged and began to think about how to express it.
For a three-minute performance, control the rhythm.
Someone in Group B and C started to contact the self-made lines and muttered to themselves. Only Group A was silent. Group B and Group C, who had occasional breaks, cast a curious look, and Group A also turned a blind eye.
The half-hour time suddenly felt particularly short.
"Well, students, let's get started, otherwise don't want to have lunch." Teacher Zhou clapped her hands and stood up. "Don't prepare anymore, watch the performance of other students carefully. This is a great opportunity."
"Whoever comes first." Teacher Zhou stood still in the center, glancing around.
"Let me." A girl came out of Group B. It's Qiu Yali.
"Well, we applaud." Teacher Zhou applauded first. The students also clapped their hands.
"Let's get started." Teacher Zhou signaled.
Qiu Yali's eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, her face was haggard, her lips were pressed hard, her body was squatting halfway, her hands were raised flat, her hands were raised with fists, and she waved hard. Raised hands, began to pull rhythmically. This is a riding position. Then change the gesture and take the shape of a machete. Spears and picks, cuts along the way. Suddenly pulling hard, the whole person paused, turned his head slowly, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.
Qiu Yali paused for a few seconds, stood up straight, bowed to everyone, indicating that the performance was over.
The lines in it only include a few simple onomatopoeia such as "Hehehehe". The squatting action shows Qiu Yali's basic skills. The movement of the horse step was very stable, which lasted for 3 minutes, and then stood up straight without shaking.
"Eun, it's very good," Teacher Zhou praised. "The expression is very rich, so let's guess what she performed first. Group B, don't say it." Teacher Zhou is already a gray-haired old man, now hesitated The eyes are playful and make people even more irresistible.
"Oh, beauty, are you looking for a husband thousands of miles?" Kong Shan joked with a smile. Because this is a class discussion, the atmosphere in the class is very relaxed.
"Be good, people are looking for a husband, not for you, what are you happy about." Liu Yongjia vowed.
"Qiu Meiren expresses great pressure." Zhang Yiyun said pretentiously.
"Is the East undefeated?"
"The killing is heavy, maybe it isn't."
When hearing this sentence, Qiu Yali's eyes showed joy.
Killing gas?
"Is it Farewell My Concubine?" Susu asked.
"No," Teacher Zhou said, "but it's very close. So good, we'll review Yali's performance later when the answer is revealed. Who is next?"
"Let me." Zhang Xiaoyu didn't expect to jump up first. "Mr. Zhou, I want personal props."
"Okay," Teacher Zhou pointed to a few boys: "That, that, that, it's all. I can do it if you want an old man."
"Qiao Yushun, can you do me a favor?" Zhang laughed pitifully at Qiao Yushun. Sisters are pretty, in the class, Liu Yongjia, Zhang Yiyun, Dong Leishuo are all handsome. Only Qiao Yushun can be called Bancao.
Qiao Yushun, a native of Northeast China, was born with a child star and starred in many TV series and movies when he was young. His roles include Golden Boy of Guan Shiyin, Nezha, a young man, Yang Zongbao, and a young Jia Baoyu. At that time, the young lady had a big wave in that year. Today, he still has red lips and white teeth, a picturesque eyebrow, and an unusually handsome appearance. He also looks between a teenager and a man, with a quiet and weak temperament. Not much to say, but it's hard to ignore his presence. It is a standard beauty youth.
"Okay, what am I going to do?" Qiao Yushun agreed quickly.
"Don't move, just stand there." Zhang Xiaoyu said.
Qiao Shunyu stood beside Zhang Xiaoyu.
This group of guys are afraid that the world will roar again without chaos.
"Wow, Xiao Qiaomei, come on and make your own props." Qiu Yali's expression relaxed after she got off the stage.
"Xiao Qiao, don't take our joke first without first." Liu Yongjia looked sad and angry.
"Xiao Qiao, my heart is going to be broken. We hug back to back, snarling in abuse," Zhang Yiyun screamed.
"Joke, why don't you choose me?" Dong Leishuo held his heart strangely.
"Now that Xiao Qiao and the joke are gone, forget it, I promised you to propose." Zhang Yiyun turned his head at once, and Dong Leishuo held his heart.
"Fart, Lao Tzu has never proposed to you." Dong Leishuo shakes him away.
Everyone laughed.
Qiao Shunyu was in the middle and said loudly, "Yunyun, you promised to marry someone else, I don't love you anymore, you don't want to go to my bed tonight."
The whole classroom was quiet, and then a more exaggerated laugh broke out.
"Let's get started." Teacher Zhou announced.
The noisy classroom was quiet immediately.
Zhang Xiaoyu yanked Qiao Yushun's sleeve, pulled his hand, and showed dependence on intimacy.
Qiao Yushun didn't know what was written on her note, but just looked at her doubtfully.
Zhang Xiaoyu bowed his head, and he couldn't speak.
The mood is brewing when you lower your head. She hugged Qiao Yushun and started crying. Qiao Yushun patted her head to comfort her.
Zhang Xiaoyu twitched and stopped his tears. Pulling Zhang Xiaoyu and bowing.
Teacher Zhou frowned imperceptibly.
"Your question is so difficult." The other two groups of people looked at each other, wondering what they said.
"Is it parting life or death?
"A hundred turns of tenderness?"
"One hundred turns of soft bowel is too ethereal."
Zhang Xiaoyu started to feel a little awkward.
"Group A, you are a bit weak." Group B provoked.
Teacher Zhou smiled slightly and said, "Joke, Shun Yu, come back to your seat. Who is next?"
"me."
Zhang Yiyun and Susu stood up at the same time.
Zhang Yiyun gave priority to a gesture of lady.
Su Su smiled and walked to the middle.
Susu said, "Mr. Zhou, I also need humanoid props."
Teacher Zhou joked: "Or is it Shun Yu?"
"Just do it." Susu is more conservative in her personality, so choose an older grandpa.
"Look for me as a prop," Teacher Zhou touched his chin and smiled thirsty. "Okay."
Everyone was inexplicably excited.
"So what shall I do?" Teacher Zhou asked.
"Well," Susu thought about it, "you just walk in slowly from the door of the classroom, stop for 20 seconds, and then go back."
"Oh," Teacher Zhou first walked to the entrance of the classroom, turning suddenly: "Is it started?" I turned back to find that Susu has already entered the state, is a girl who is cooking, cutting, igniting, frying, and seasoning, although There are no props, but there are many steps. Looking at the time while cooking, there is a happy and cheerful expression on his face.
Teacher Zhou walked in from the classroom. Susu is in the dish.
The classmates around were a little bit confused, a crying cry, a happy one, what was the situation.
Susu dropped the dish and looked at Teacher Zhou dullly. Her gaze, yes, was admiration, just like watching her father. At least Teacher Zhou felt instantly that this was my daughter.
There is no automatic cooperation in making props. Teacher Zhou meditates for 20 seconds in his heart.
Susu stretched her thumb with her right hand and stuck the left side of her fingertips to her lips, giving out the shape of "Dad". Teacher Zhou froze a little. Is it sign language? Then use your index finger to point to yourself, then touch the tip of your thumb against the heel of your index finger and sink down. Finally, with one hand in fist, put your thumb up.
"What do you mean?" The students whispered.
"Dumbfounded, do I love you?"
"Maybe I miss you."
"No, it means" I'm fine ". I've seen what the sign language class said."
"Oh, that's blind."
"Fool, you are blind. Your family is blind. It is dumb."
"Oh."
"Noisy, look carefully."
Teacher Zhou has counted to 20 seconds and walked back.
Susu kept staring and smiling. Until the teacher exited the classroom, Susu did a closing action, sitting on the ground, lowering her head, and a tear fell to the ground.
Although Teacher Zhou retired to the entrance of the classroom, in order to observe Susu's performance, the whole person was facing Susu, facing away from the classroom. So Mr. Zhou's eyes and posture just now are clear.
There was an applause in the classroom.
"Well, very exciting performance, but there are some problems, we will evaluate later." Teacher Zhou raised his hand to signal the next.
"Well, don't you rate? I think it's pretty good."
"The teacher said to evaluate it later."
"I'm afraid I'll forget it later."
There was a sound in the classroom.
(End of this chapter)