Yu Zhi devoted all her body and mind to training again, and sometimes even saw Shi Rui on the road and didn't have time to say hello.

Although Yu Zhi was easy-going and well-spoken on weekdays, the level of rigor in teaching might not even match that of the professional teachers of the program group.

This is what an artist must go through. If he hadn't been slapped by his husband when he was young, not everyone can bear the feeling of being bad-mouthed on stage in the future.

Just after a round of rehearsals, the training room was quiet.

The little girl at the top took the video on the tablet in her hand and watched it over and over again.

"Xie Ning, what's the matter with the position here?"

"Ye Zhi, you have broken the sound here."

"Yi Nian, how did you practice? Why can you even forget the lyrics?"

Her tone was not good, it could even be said to be very harsh.

Everyone is a young girl who has just grown up. Even if she has learned dance before, her endurance is incomparable to that of Yu Zhi.

So in the end, Fang Yi Nian walked out of the training room without saying a word after hearing this, and didn't even respond to Zhu Mengci who happened to come in through the door.

Zhu Mengci encountered such a thing as soon as he came in, he was a little confused, and was stunned for a while.

Yu Zhi pursed her lips. The training during this period was too intense, maybe she was a little too much.

At least you shouldn't use such strict standards to ask others.

The air pressure in the little girl's body gradually decreased, and this was the first time that Yu Zhi doubted herself.

Zhu Mengci shook her head. After all, the little girl is still young and doesn't know how to deal with interpersonal relationships.

The two of Ye Zhi were also a little silent at this time, Zhu Mengci nodded to them, Ye Zhi understood and pulled Xie Ning out of the training room.

In an instant, only the two of them were left in the room, and the camera was still running.

Yu Zhi got up to say hello to Zhu Mengci almost the moment she saw her. Zhu Mengci patted her on the shoulder and leaned against the railing next to the training room.

Yu Zhi also walked over.

"Worried?" She seemed to be talking to an elder, her attitude was very relaxed.

Yu Zhi drooped her shoulders: "Well, the performance will be performed tomorrow afternoon, and there are still many mistakes."

This is the first time Zhu Mengci has seen such emotions in her body. After all, Yu Zhi has always been positive and always upward in the eyes of outsiders.

"Tired when you were studying art?" She didn't continue the original topic, but asked instead.

Although it was a bit of a surprise, it inexplicably evoked her own memories. Yu Zhiying said: "I'm very tired. I have to practice before dawn. I don't have a rest all day long. If I make a slight mistake, I have to hit the palm. Not the best."

Peking Opera is a complex and profound art. Singing, voice, and figure are all indispensable. Many people cannot become talents even if they work hard all their lives.

In fact, at that time, their status as artists was not as high as it is now. Some people even thought it was a dirty activity. Wherever they went, they would be stared at everywhere, so it was even more difficult to persevere.

Although Zhu Mengci was not born in that era, he had actually experienced such training more or less. At this time, he felt a little empathetic, and patted the girls around him on the head: "But they are not like you."

The age of the woman and her mother should be about the same age, such touching inevitably reminded her of the Jiangnan woman who always coaxed her softly.

For a moment, her eyes were hot and humid, and Yu Zhi shook her head: "I know it's different, but I'm just... anxious."

"Zhizhi", Zhu Mengci directly called out her nickname, and then said: "Yi Nian is not blaming you, she is just blaming herself."

"Blame yourself?"

"Well, I blame myself for not being able to meet your expectations and dragging down the team."

Yu Zhi seemed to understand.

They are a team, so naturally they must always be tied together, regardless of honor or disgrace.

In the troupe before, everyone fought on their own, and naturally there was a lot less team spirit, which made her ignore it for a while.

But after thinking it over clearly, Yu Zhi inevitably became more anxious.

Zhu Mengci probably saw it, chuckled, and said softly: "Go, don't delay the training."

"Thank you." Yu Zhi sincerely thanked her, in exchange for an encouraging look from the other party.

Yi Nian did not go far, Yu Zhi found her in the stairwell.

At the same time, there are two people, Ye Zhi.

Yu Zhi approached and was about to say something when the shy girl stood up and said seriously, "I'm sorry Zhi Zhi."

Yu Zhi couldn't cope with this kind of situation, and was at a loss for a while.

"I shouldn't affect training because of my private emotions, sorry."

Yi Nian's expression and tone were very sincere, Yu Zhi thought about it, and hugged her closer: "It's my fault, you are all fine, it's because I didn't care about your feelings, let's take our time, don't rush. "

Ye Zhi and the two also stood up at this moment, and the four of them hugged into a ball.

The camera directly recorded the collision and reconciliation unique to girls.

Facts have proved that untying the knot has made a qualitative leap in training.

After experiencing this incident, several people were twisted together like a rope.

On the backstage of the stage, on the eve of the performance, they overlapped their hands in costumes and stretched out to the sky together, "Come on!".

The power brought by traditional culture is probably unique and inspiring.

The audience at the scene thought that Yu Zhi would continue to try new things, but they didn't expect to wait for this shocking performance.

All their movements are not as decisive as hip-hop, but full of softness.

Softness can also overcome rigidity, this is the best interpretation of this age.

Everyone painted the somewhat exaggerated but very harmonious costumes, as if they had truly traveled back to that era.

In that era when a hundred flowers bloomed, in that era when everyone could hum a few lines of Peking Opera.

After the performance, the four of Yu Zhi gradually calmed down and waited for the instructors' comments.

Zhu Mengci picked up the microphone and said with a little emotion: "I'm proud of you."

Proud of your artistic spirit.

Proud of your united efforts.

Proud of you for presenting such a perfect work.