At one o'clock in the afternoon, song ran was backstage eating melon seeds and drinking tea. The army called her name in the distance. She quickly put down a handful of melon seeds in her hand and said, "ah Brother Jun, I'm here. I'm here... "

With that, he trotted past, and the army whispered, "the director asked you to go to her office."

Song Ran's heart was tight: "ah? What are you doing? It can't be he Jiao who planted it, but I framed Sister Feng? "

Nowadays, there are all kinds of people and new things. She has to guard against them.

The army gave her a look: "where do you want to go? If there's something good, go ahead. "

Song ran, holding a heart, ran to Director Li's office, knocked on the door and went in. Director Li sat on the chair and drank tea. Seeing her coming in, he said solemnly, "come here."

Although song ran knows that director Li is a person who is cold outside and hot inside, she still feels pressure and uneasiness when she gets along with her. She quickly walks over with a smile on her face: "director, what can I do for you?"

Director Li reached for his glasses and said, "don't you want to shine on the stage? Do you still want to "

Song Ran's heart thumped and her tone changed:" yes, I want to shine and heat on the stage all the time. "

Director Li stretched out his hand and pushed the script: "ah, Jiang Feng's script, ten page lines, it's 1:30 now, and you'll have five hours to memorize it by 6:30 p.m."

Song Ran's heart trembled and pie fell from the sky, but it was really a difficult task. Her hand did not reach out to receive the script

Because, five hours, reciting ten pages of lines, or the first stage performance, this is simply impossible.

Director Li used the method of encouragement: "what? Yes? It seems that your passion for performing arts is just that? Didn't even Fu Guang pass the exam? Just a few pages of lines, and you're stumped? "

Song ran took over the script and said solemnly, "director, don't worry. I'll recite the lines thoroughly in five hours, and I won't drop a word."

She had to find a quiet place to recite her lines.

She has an excellent memory, especially in shorthand. Because of her liberal arts and excellent memory, she was able to sprint into Fuguang at last.

Fuguang has passed the exam. How can she be hard to beat her down with only ten pages of lines?

Director Li's assistant Zhang Ying came in, took a look at Song Ran's back and whispered, "director, that girl, can you do it?"

Director Li took a sip of tea: "can the person I like be bad?"

Zhang Ying worried: "but she did not like he Jiao before contact with the script, rashly let her recite ten pages of lines, will it be too difficult for people?"

Director Li said with a smile: "this is not the first time that Jiang Feng has arranged for the play. Has the ghost spirit girl noticed it? I don't remember Jiang Feng's words at all? "

Zhang Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "tickets are sold out, I am afraid of accidents."

Director Li pressed his temple: "so, for the tongue twister lines, you can write a big character newspaper for me and sit in the first row. Once song ran gets stuck, you can light up the big character newspaper to remind her."

Although director Li had confidence in Song ran, he had to make preparations. In case of failure, the reputation of the literary troupe would be affected to some extent.

Zhang Ying nodded: "OK."

Director Li added: "do you know why I didn't fire he Jiao?"

Zhang Ying whispered, "because she did what you wanted to do for you."

Director Li laughed but said nothing.