Song ran picked a utility room. As soon as the door was closed, she began to recite her lines. The lines were not particularly obstinate. Generally speaking, they were vernacular. She looked through them roughly.

Jiang Feng has been on this play three times. She has seen it under the stage every time. Although she can't remember the lines, she is familiar with these words.

Some of the lines are complicated and difficult to speak. Song ran Shun went through it and began to write shorthand

When the knock on the door sounded, she looked up and saw brother Jun coming with a pair of flowerpots: "Xiao ran, put on the flowerpot bottom and recite your lines. You have to practice quickly..."

Song ran patted the forehead. Yes, the difficulty was not only to memorize the lines, but also to walk out of the normal gait in the flower pot bottom.

She quickly put on the bottom of the flower pot, which focused on the middle. After putting it on, the whole person immediately fell to the ground, and the military brother quickly helped her: "take me as a little eunuch to practice walking. Hurry up, don't waste time."

Song ran walked back and forth with his brother's arm in one hand and the script in the other, reading aloud the lines of the speaker as he walked

The army didn't talk to her, so as not to distract her and accompany her quietly.

Three and a half hours later, song ran released the army's arm and handed him the script in his hand. The army looked at her and said, "have you carried it all?"

Song ran stood by the bed and laughed: "please test it, brother Jun."

Song ran stood by the window with her feet on the bottom of the flowerpot. She opened her mouth slowly, and the army's eyes were fixed on the script in her hand

A page turned, the army jumped to the heart of the throat, and finally fell down. The little girl almost recited the lines without a word. Young man, memory is really good, worthy of being a brilliant student of Fuguang, and it is very good.

Song ran continued to recite his lines, one page, two pages and three pages Until page ten I almost recited all the lines. Only a few tongue twists were made. The rest of the lines were passed through the whole article

At the end of the last page, the army couldn't help clapping: "it's done! Come with me to the stage for a rough rehearsal. I'll make up and do my hair later. Hurry up

Song ran, wearing a flowerpot, followed the army. The army couldn't help but tell: "be careful."

Song ran smiles: "don't worry."

After going through the process of rehearsal, song ran was relieved to ask the makeup artist to make up for her. On the way to make-up, she still grasped the script and made a final surprise. She had to recite a few awkward lines smoothly. When she first appeared on the stage, she must make everyone look at her in a different way. She wanted to let them know that song ran was not only a handyman, she was born to be on the stage Stage, man on screen!

After Song ran dressed up well, director Li couldn't help nodding. Well, it's not bad. She reached out and patted song ran on the shoulder: "don't have pressure. You're just saving the field. Even if there's a mistake, I won't blame you."

On the stage, director Li does not want to give her too much pressure, which is not conducive to her play.

Song ran said seriously, "I will do my best, director!"

Not far away, he Jiao, who was moving clothes and shelves, saw song ran in disguise. She was so surprised that her chin would fall off. She grabbed a staff member and asked in disbelief, "the director is going to let song ran go to save the field?"

The staff shrugged: "it should be, isn't it all disguised?"

He Jiao gnaws her teeth and says that she would rather use a handyman than me. I will wait to see song ran smash your signboard!