Three days later, the entire company practiced for the first time. Li Siming brought the recorder, which was the only recorder in the entire group, and brought the accompaniment recorded in advance from the Literary and Art Propaganda Group of the League headquarters.

Scene 1: A fierce battle has just ended. The battlefield is full of wounded Red Army soldiers. The Red Army leader appears and condolences to the soldiers.

"Xu Zijian, don't stand alone like this. This is not a zoo. You are visiting the wounded Red Army."

Although "CUT" doesn't know what "click" is, everyone can guess that it means stop.

"The expression is wrong. What is the expression when you see the wounded? Yes, it should be sad, but there is still perseverance, and it is unswerving towards the revolution. I need your expression to be reflected. Do it again!"

Scene 2: A mountain girl (played by Yang Yue) in a flowery shirt stands at the intersection and says goodbye to the Red Army.

"Comrade Yang Yue, you are the protagonist, yes, but you can't block others. Yes, just stand here and let the audience get to the panoramic view."

“CUT, never do it.”

"Why are you glaring? Are you not convinced? If you don't agree, you will come." Xiaoying, you can't cure you.

Scene 3: Snowy Mountain, snowflakes are floating. Red Army soldiers walk hard in the wind and snow.

"Consultant Li, I need to add a dance to this section, please make it up for me." The dance consultant is a female educated youth in the fifth row named Li Aiwu. The Chairman's poem says: "The Chinese people have many ambitions, and they don't like red clothes and armed clothes, so they are named Li Aiwu. This was not new at the time. Others are called Jianguo, Jianjun, Ai Party, *, Weidong, and Wei Hong. Li Aiwu loved dancing since he was a child and received professional training, so Li Siming naturally did not let it go.

Li Siming watched countless literary and artistic evenings in the army in later generations. Although he didn't understand it very much, he could make suggestions. In his picky eyes, this dance was separated from the influence of the "loyal dance" at that time, and made people truly feel the appeal of art.

The first joint practice made Li Siming crazy. The single performance was good, so why couldn't it be together? After cutting countless hairs, Li Siming left everyone behind and ran back to the dormitory. He didn't eat dinner and then slept with his head covered.

The next day, just as everyone was talking, Li Siming appeared in the conference room with great enthusiasm. Failure was not what Li Siming wanted. He did experiments and scientific research in later generations, and he could not knock him down countless failures. In his easy-going personality, there were two main reasons. First, many people had never performed such a formal show. Moreover, this drama was a bit huge and focused on cooperation. Everyone was a little nervous. They were not professional actors. They were afraid of making a fool of themselves, and they were a little reluctant to perform, which affected the overall situation, so there was a problem. Second, this kind of art form is somewhat alternative, and everyone is accustomed to the aesthetics of sample plays. Changing this form makes people unable to turn around. He was not worried about the latter. He was concerned about the former. He decided to teach you a lesson today.

Li Siming cut a thick stack of manuscript paper into small pieces with a knife, and sent it to everyone, asking everyone to write a three-character adjective, such as: Liang Jingjing. The educated youth below didn't know why, but each person wrote one, which was collected by Yuan Hou.

"Zhang Hua, come up first." Li Siming asked Zhang Hua to come on stage.

"What's the matter, director." Zhang Hua was puzzled, and the people below also had the same expression.

"We will make a small game before rehearsal. The name of this game is called 'Big Teapot'." Li Siming looked at the educated youth below and thought to himself that I will kill you.

"Zhang Hua and I do it." Li Siming faced the audience and found out what Zhang Hua wrote. He was amused and said to Zhang Hua, "Spread your feet, put your right hand on your hips, and bend your left arm into a teapot shape." Zhang Hua felt that there was a trap ahead. Damn, if you don't play with whom you play, you will be close to you.

"Read with me: I am a big teapot, my butt is so good." Li Siming stared at Zhang Hua with malicious intentions.

"I'm a big teapot, my butt..." Zhang Hua couldn't continue to read, and the laughter below almost shattered the roof of the conference room.

Seeing that Zhang Hua couldn't continue to read, Li Siming said to the lower part, "Do you want Comrade Zhang Hua to read?"

"I think!" The educated youth were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, especially when Yuan Hou shouted the loudest, Zhang Hua wanted to eat him raw. Helplessly, Zhang Hua had to blush and recite it again.

"Just now, Zhang Hua performed well. From the first place, he took turns to pour tea for everyone." There was another burst of laughter below, and he couldn't help but think about what he had written just now, and someone began to hide behind automatically.

The next thing is, the laughter is higher and higher than the waves. Some people write like "laughing", "red", "smiling", "white flowers", etc. The young laughter fills everyone's heart, some laughing to tears, and some laughing to hold their stomachs. But Li Siming gives Daxing Island educated youth an eternal impression of optimism. When everyone thinks of Li Siming, they naturally think of the smile that always hangs on the corners of their mouths.

This game was completely taken from the management game in later generations. The purpose was to break the barriers between each other and to harmonize the relationship between team members. The educated youth have seen it, and the results have proved that the effect is pretty good. No matter how reserved or the thin-faced people have become generous since they have made a fool of themselves in front of more than 100 numbers.

After finishing this game, I passed the training yesterday at one time, although there were still some minor problems. Li Siming couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Li Siming spent a few more days consolidating and improving the results, waiting for the day of the show to arrive. Li Siming did not notice that his beautiful eyes peeked at him from time to time.
Chapter completed!