Chapter 20:

On October 7, Zhang Man arrived at the N City Grand Theater early in the morning.
After all, N City No. 1 Middle School is the provincial key point, and attaches great importance to the multi-faceted development of students. This kind of performance that can show the school's literary and artistic outlook is naturally relatively grand. Therefore, the school rents the cultural theater in the center of N city for the National Day performance every year.
The theater not only arranged seats for all students, but the school also reserved a separate area for some parents who signed up.
Zhang Man went backstage, changed into the dress Zhang Huifang prepared for her, and went to the dressing room. The school hired a professional makeup artist team for the students.
Most of the students who performed the show had seen it during the rehearsal yesterday. At this time, everyone was preparing in the dressing room, waiting nervously for the second rehearsal in the morning.
As Qin Shuai is the head of the school's art department, he not only has a piano solo program, but also serves as the host of the show and the overall program coordinator. He went in and out to check the availability of various actors and the preparation of props, and was very busy.
"Let's have a makeup artist over there and put makeup on the hostess..."
As soon as he opened the door of the dressing room, he saw the girl standing aside waiting for makeup.
The snow-skinned black dress and the exquisite modified cheongsam are extremely close-fitting, which outlines her enchanting curves. She pulled up her long hair today. Instead of tying up a ponytail like before, she fixed all the hair behind her head and put it in a bun. Even the bangs were carefully fastened with buttons, showing a smooth look. Forehead.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with fair and clean skin, is amazingly beautiful even without powder.
At this moment, Qin Shuai was involuntarily stunned.
I have seen her several times, but I feel like being punched every time in my heart. He knocked his head and thought to himself, this girl really grew up in his aesthetics.
I completely forgot without makeup, Minister Qin went in and put on almost: "School girl, are you nervous?"
Zhang Man watched him come in and greeted him: "Good senior. I'm fine, not very nervous."
"It's also... You were very stable during the rehearsal yesterday."
In fact, Zhang Man's heart was still a little nervous, and she had never sang in front of Li Wei in her previous life. She looked at the clock in the dressing room. It was only 8:30 in the morning. She didn't know if he got up.
This big theater is very close to his home, and it takes only ten minutes to walk. Moreover, her show is around five o'clock, even if he sleeps until the afternoon, he must be able to catch up.
Qin Shuai wanted to set two more sentences, but was pulled away by another member of the Department of Literature and Art, Zheng Nan. He said that the host collusion had changed and he was asked to deal with it.
He walked out of the room and grabbed Zheng Nan: "Hey, are you okay for a while today?"
Zheng Nan shook his head: "It's okay, boss, what's wrong?"
"Buy me a bunch of flowers. If you want something that is fresh and not vulgar, you will be reimbursed. Go quickly."

The morning rehearsal went smoothly, and soon it was time for the art performance to officially begin. Her show is still far away anyway, she just sat in the cast area and watched the show.
A lot of people came, and the stands were divided into areas according to the class, and almost all the seats were filled. The stage effect and acoustics of the Municipal Cultural Grand Theater are very good, even if the students whispered in a mess off the stage, the program effect is also good.
To be honest, the level of different programs is a bit uneven. The programs reported by each class are obviously a bit pediatric, but the programs reported by some cultural and artistic organizations such as folk orchestras, western orchestras, rock bands, etc. are of high standards. It's not like a performance by high school students.
She checked her watch. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and she had to go backstage and wait for half an hour. Looking at the area of ​​the first class of high school, there is nothing but Li Wei. She took out her phone and sent a text message.
[Li Wei, are you here? 】
After waiting for half an hour, the other party did not reply.
Zhang Man was a little worried, worried about whether something happened to him, so he went to the backstage lounge and called him.
Still no one answered.
Zhang Man couldn't help but the temporary venue arranged by the Student Union had already begun. I thought to myself that maybe he had already arrived, and the live speaker was too loud to hear the phone ring.
She carried the guitar to the backstage waiting area, and waited for more than ten minutes. Qin Shuai on the stage reported her program.
"Below, please invite Zhang Man from the first grade class of high school to bring us a guitar player: "Iwillalwaysloveyou"."
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When Zhang Man finished singing, there was an extremely sensational applause from the audience, and many old Youtiao seniors in the second and third grades even whistled at her. Chen Feier sat in the front row, calling her name frantically, her voice so sharp that it stood out amidst the loud applause.
She stood up and bowed to the audience. She was about to leave, and found that the host Qin Shuai, who should have come up after she left, came up with a large bouquet of flowers in her hand.
It is a bunch of fresh and refined lilies.
He smiled and handed the flower to her with a very natural movement. Zhang Man hesitated for a while. She was not embarrassed in all eyes, so he reached out to take it, gave him a polite smile, and nodded in thanks.
After stepping off the stage, Zhang Man returned the guitar to the Musical Instrument Management Office, and immediately returned to the first class area, but he did not see Li Wei after looking one by one. She asked her classmates to find out that Li Wei hadn't come and the phone could not be reached.
Zhang Man was a little lost, thinking in his heart, he might have forgotten. But then, a wave of strong worries came to my mind.
He clearly said that he would come and said that he was looking forward to it. How could he have forgotten it? Could it be that something happened?
She frowned, and her heart began to beat. She stopped her thoughts, and even before she had time to change her clothes, she went to Li Wei's house. He even held the flower Qin Shuai had just given her in his hand, and had no time to deal with it.
At the door of Li Wei's house, Zhang Man heard his voice in the corridor. She breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, she was fine.
It's just that his voice at the moment is very different from his usual calmness, his tone is up, the volume is heavy, and his tone is very intense, it seems he is arguing with someone. Zhang Man has some doubts in his heart, is there a visitor from his house?
She rang the doorbell, and the boy soon came and opened the door for her.
When the door was opened, there was a damp smell in the air that had not been ventilated for several days. The room was very dim, and the curtains in the living room were closed.
Zhang Man squinted his eyes to adapt to the dimness for a while before he could see the young man standing at the door.
He looked embarrassed.
The knotted hair piled up on the top of his head, as if he hadn't been taken care of for a few days. His slightly drooping eyes were covered with dense green and red blood, and the dark circles under his eyes were also extremely heavy.
Zhang Man noticed that the boy's chin was glowing with green stubble that hadn't been shaved for a long time, and his thin lips were tightly pressed, so dry that there were obvious lines.
Obviously it looks like he hasn't slept for several days, but his eyes are excited.
The heart that Zhang Man had just let go of was raised again in an instant. What happened?
Seeing that it was her, the young man's eyes flashed with surprise, and he nodded to her and let her come in first.
"Zhang Man, wait for me, I have friends."
With that, he turned around and entered the study, seemingly unaware that he had released her pigeon.
Zhang Man suppressed the worries and doubts in his heart, changed his slippers, and followed him inside.
He actually has friends coming home, who is it?
However, when she was actually standing at the entrance of the study and intending to meet his friend, she couldn't help but breathe in air.
The sight in front of her made her whole person start to shake uncontrollably. There was a terrifying awareness in her heart.
In this study, there is no second person besides himself.
But he didn't know.
The teenager put a small blackboard in the study, and two empty chairs in front of the blackboard.
He himself sat on one of the chairs, pointing his finger at a messy formula written on the blackboard, and facing the other empty chair, his voice questioned: "How can there be such an over-distance effect?"
After asking this sentence, he looked at the empty chair and listened quietly, with an extremely serious expression, as if listening to someone explaining the question to him.
During this period of time, the whole room seemed to be quiet, with only two people breathing shallowly in the room, but the boy's face had an expression of listening carefully.
Zhang Man gradually got goose bumps. She almost thought for a moment that there was a person sitting in that chair talking to him, but she didn't see it.
She held her breath and tried to restrain herself from making a sound, for fear of disturbing this creepy and quiet atmosphere.
About a few minutes later, the young man nodded and looked at the air calmly, "Yes, that is to say, the super-distance effect between quantum entanglement does destroy the causal relationship, which is related to the collapse of the wave function. Same, right?"
As he said, he spread his hands helplessly: "Nick, I still can't accept this statement. The basis of quantum theory is really hard to accept."
After he said this, he was quiet for a long time, and while listening, he nodded from time to time to acknowledge the point of view of the "other".
Zhang Man watched all this, feeling that his strength was being pulled away a little bit. She clasped her hands together, trying to restrain herself from shaking.
About a few minutes later, he suddenly remembered that Zhang Man was beside him, so he said to the air: "Sorry, Nick, my classmate came to me, so let's come here today and discuss it next time. "
He turned to face Zhang Man again, and raised his hand to indicate the position next to him: "Zhang Man, this is my friend, Nick."
When he hit his gaze looking at him, Zhang Man only felt that his upper and lower teeth were shaking. This was the first time in two lives that she had seen him sick so directly.
She tried her best to calm herself down, and said hello to the place where he was pointing in the calmest tone possible.
"Hello Nick, this is Zhang Man."
The whole movement was extremely stiff, and it was difficult to get a cold sweat.
Li Wei introduced her to the other party again. There was a short gap in the dialogue. It was he who was listening to the "other party". I don't know what he heard, and finally shook his head and laughed, and said to "him": "I will send you out."
When he walked out of the study, Zhang Man's tense nerves collapsed instantly. She lost all her strength, and her body slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground.
The palms are already sweaty.