Chapter 445 The seats are packed
Chapter 445 The seats are packed
In order to be a lecturer at Beijing Dance Academy this time, Yu Xianning prepared his speech for a long time.
She actually didn't know what to say.
What can I say?
Talk about her experience as a child, when she was forced to learn dancing to package herself because of her outstanding looks?
Or is it about being hurt and being able to temporarily escape the cruelty of reality through dancing?
Or is it about how he finally escaped from the devil's den, but impulsively got married for love?
Forget it. Art students and dancers are naturally viewed through tinted glasses by the public, so let’s not add to the stereotypes they have.
Those who study art are not good at studying, and girls who study dance will marry rich men in the future.
Yu Xianning's experience cannot refute these two prejudices. She did not have many opportunities to learn cultural knowledge, and from the results, she did marry a rich man.
Maybe all she can talk about is her love for dancing?
But is this convincing? After all, she gave up her beloved career for love.
She really didn't know what positive guidance her experience could give to these children, so she could only talk about some professional knowledge from the perspective of dance drama appreciation, just like writing a paper.
The dance drama she chose was "Raise the Red Lantern", which was her first performance.
This dance drama is not only her debut in the troupe, but also her most satisfying performance so far.
I wrote tens of thousands of words just like writing a paper, made a PPT based on it, and finally practiced it several times until the error in the length of the speech was less than one minute.
Jiang Jun serves as a student to his wife at home every day. He listens to her repeating his speech three times a day, and he can almost recite it backwards.
On the day of the lecture, Jiang Jun also accompanied him.
I originally wanted to sneak in after the class started, but I didn't expect there was no room at all. Even the aisle of the classroom was filled with students sitting in a row.
There was no other way, he could only follow Yu Xianning openly, helping her with the computer, getting manuscripts, and acting as a teaching assistant.
In comparison, Yu Jiang was much smarter. He wore a hat and a mask and followed other teachers in, pretending to be a school official.
Ballet was once Yu Xianning's domain, and some young teachers today even learn ballet while listening to her legend.
Not to mention the students' admiration for her. She has always been regarded as a goal to strive for, but has never been caught up with.
She had been well prepared, but when she entered the classroom and saw the huge crowd, Yu Xianning felt dizzy and couldn't say anything.
Jiang Jun was debugging the computer over there. Feeling his wife's pleading gaze, he gave her an encouraging look in return.
Yu Xianning adjusted her mood, and her voice trembled as she greeted him. "Hello, classmates. My name is Yu Xianning, and I used to be a dancer..."
Before she finished speaking, there was thunderous applause from the audience, which gave her great encouragement.
She put her hand down to stop the applause, and spoke with more confidence, "I am honored to meet with my classmates today. Thank you for taking the time to listen to my opinions."
At this time, Jiang Jun had already debugged the equipment, and her carefully prepared PPT was projected on the screen.
"Today I want to share with you my views on the classic ballet "Raise the Red Lantern". I believe everyone has seen this work..."
Yu Xianning's speeches are basically based on muscle memory. Because she has practiced so many times, she can now speak them fluently.
Even her tone and movement were no different from when she practiced, and the people below the stage couldn't tell that she was nervous at all.
The one and a half hour speech was over and everything went smoothly. Yu Xianning said as planned: "Are there any students interested in sharing their ideas?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the students raised their hands in unison, making it like a press conference.
Yu Xianning finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had been nervous when she reserved time for questions, fearing that no one would ask questions and she would be left with that.
"Please let the girl in the red windbreaker speak."
"Teacher Yu! I am your fan! Ever since I started learning ballet, you have been my goal! Your performance in Raise the Red Lantern was also my performance for the art exam. May I have the honor of having you guide me?"
The girl in red had a red face and looked very excited. Yu Xianning didn't want to let her expectations be disappointed.
"Of course, please ask this student to come to the stage and demonstrate."
She was so excited that she took off her windbreaker in a snap, revealing her dance clothes and even her dance shoes.
This is a dance academy, and the podium is naturally suitable for dancing. She will not be affected by any environmental factors when dancing here.
It's true, this student danced really well, except for a minor problem which was harmless, which Yu Xianning corrected.
After all, he is not a professional teacher. Yu Xianning felt that he had not explained some points clearly and wanted to give a simple demonstration, but he was not prepared.
Her body is no longer in the same condition as when she was young, and she did not do any preparation before coming today, so her demonstration was not very good.
Fortunately, this classmate has a good understanding. As long as Yu Xianning shows her a little, she knows where she should make changes.
Because her demonstration was not done well, after "Red Windbreaker" returned to his seat, Yu Xianning said in a frustrated tone, "Please let the boy in the third row speak."
The male student took the microphone and said, "Teacher Yu, I've always wanted to know, have you ever regretted quitting the entertainment industry in order to marry into a wealthy family?"
His speech caused angry glares from the students around him. It was a disgusting remark, as he easily defined someone's choice without knowing them.
Yu Xianning hated this kind of statement the most. It almost made her sick. The tone of her answer was no longer as gentle as when she was instructing her students just now.
"Just because the person I'm marrying comes from a wealthy family doesn't mean my original goal was to join a wealthy family. Retiring has nothing to do with marriage. There are too many female dancers whose careers are affected by physical changes after pregnancy."
Just as I was about to let the next student ask a question, the boy picked up the microphone again.
"The Chinese Ballet Company you were in at the time was the dream of all Chinese ballet dancers. Don't you feel ashamed for making such a choice?"
The consequence of provoking Yu Xianning is that she enters attack mode. This classmate is in trouble because no one can withstand her most heart-wrenching counterattack.
Yu Jiang lowered his head, unable to bear to look, and hoped that her blood wouldn't splash all over her.
Jiang Jun, who was closest to Yu Xianning, boldly patted her hands, which were pressed tightly on the podium with her knuckles slightly turning white, hoping that she could calm down a little.
She was about to lose her mind, but now she began to try her best to return to a normal state. There was no need to let her treatment results fall through because of an insignificant person.
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