Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 187 A World of Cultural Discontinuity (9)

"Then it's decided. Rehearsals will be at my house. My house is close to the school and big enough. I also need to make an instrument, so it'll be easier to watch your rehearsals," Wangyou said with a smile.

No one had any objections to this.

During the break, Zhao Dalong brought Zhang Yi over. Zhang Yi's skin was slightly dark, but his features were handsome, and he also had the spiritedness unique to his age.

At first glance, Wangyou felt that he was very suitable to play the role of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu.

"Da Long should have told you, what are your thoughts?"

"I have no objection!" Zhang Yi agreed without any hesitation. You know, last time the international class's "Lone Warrior" went viral online, they didn't even get a sip of soup. This time, he was so excited to have the opportunity to perform in the stage play organized by Lin Wangyou that he wanted to set off firecrackers.

"That's good. Zhou Xiao, ask for his class schedule later, and remember to call him when you go to rehearsal."

"Okay, boss, don't worry!"

With less than two months until New Year's Day, everyone is busy with heavy study tasks and stage play rehearsals, wishing they could be in two places at once, but this has not diminished their enthusiasm.

"Sister Wangyou, we want to join too. Although we're not in the same class anymore, our hearts are with you. Sister Wangyou, you can't forget us!" It turned out that their junior high school classmates had come.

"We happen to be short-staffed, let's go get a role from Zhou Xiao!"

"Okay, Sister Wangyou, let me give you a massage to relieve your fatigue!"

"Get lost, don't bother me while I'm making my zither!" Wangyou slapped their hands away in annoyance.

"Sister Wangyou, let me make you a zither!"

"Mianmian, why didn't you ask for a role?"

"Sister Wangyou, I like the zither. Can I play the zither with you?" Mianmian asked, mustering her courage.

"How could I forget about you? Your family is an artistic family!" Wangyou smiled. "Of course you're welcome. You can play the guzheng and I can play the pipa. That way, I won't have to look for anyone else."

Mianmian was overjoyed to hear this and nodded repeatedly, busily handing things to Wangyou.

Wangyou finished making a pipa and a guzheng in half a month. Due to limited resources and time constraints, she used some unnatural means to speed up the production of the two instruments.

"Finally done! Let me try it out!" Wangyou picked up the pipa and began to play "Ambush from Ten Sides".

The powerful and soaring sound of the zither seemed to pull people into the battlefield, sending chills down their spines. Through the music, people seemed to see the besieged King Xiang Yu of Western Chu and the tragic end of a hero.

"Why am I crying!"

"Me too, I just feel like crying."

"Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, was so pitiful, and so was Consort Yu. Xiang Yu must have been very sad when Consort Yu died!"

The students were captivated by the music, and one by one they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Seeing your reactions, I'm relieved. It seems my musical skills haven't deteriorated." Wangyou broke the somber atmosphere with a smile.

"Sister Wangyou, you played so well! Even my grandfather couldn't play such a beautiful piece." Mianmian praised enthusiastically.

"Alright, enough about me. Let me see the results of your two weeks of rehearsals!" Time was short, so there was no need for pleasantries.

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly took their positions, with Xiang Yu and Yu Ji being the first to log in.

"Xiang Yu, your eyes must be resolute, showing your unwavering spirit of never surrendering; Yu Ji, your eyes must convey determination, reluctance, and the resolve to die alongside you, Xiang Yu..."

Based on his own feelings, Wangyou corrected the problems the two encountered in their performance. The two humbly accepted the corrections, and through repeated corrections, people finally felt that when they stood up, they were indeed the Hegemon-King of Western Chu and Consort Yu.

"Zhao Dalong, you're playing a general who relays orders to Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu. Your eyes should look more panicked. I thought you were a street thug!"

Zhao Dalong made many trips back and forth, and finally met Wangyou's requirements.

There are actors playing Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, as well as Liu Bang and Xiang Liang. However, their roles are not significant, and Wang You, being picky, made some corrections and then let them off the hook.

The costumes and props also had to be custom-made, because they were basically not available on the market. So we left this to professionals, but Wangyou was in charge of designing the blueprints.

"Mianmian, starting today, I will teach you to play the guzheng version of this piece."

"Sister Wangyou, I will definitely study hard!" Although Mianmian was worried that she wouldn't learn well, she didn't want to give up this opportunity.

Therefore, she practiced what Wangyou taught her very seriously, repeatedly studying the rhythm. Finally, after practicing day after day, she could play it barely to a listenable level, which was already quite good, considering that the piece was quite difficult.

Parents knew that their children were busy rehearsing for the New Year's Eve gala. At first, they didn't take it seriously, but after hearing their children practicing their lines late at night, they became curious about the show.

Especially Mianmian's parents, they had all heard about Mianmian's rapid improvement in piano skills. After all, when the piece "Ambush from Ten Sides" was first released, these veteran artists had all tried to replicate it.

Seven days before the New Year's Eve party, everyone's costumes were finally finished.

"Everyone, change your clothes, let's have a rehearsal!" Wangyou changed into a black Hanfu and held a pipa, while Mianmian sat in front of the guzheng in a light green Hanfu and began the prelude.

The actors took their positions and began their performance to the sound of the piano. Having gone through many rehearsals, they were all very familiar with each other, so this rehearsal was quite successful.

"Wow, boss, Mianmian, Yiyi, your outfits are so beautiful! We want to make one too!" What girl could resist the allure of Hanfu?

"By the time the performance is over, I reckon yours will all be almost done." Wangyou smiled, giving everyone a surprise, and the girls were especially happy.

"The jewelry that the boss designed isn't finished yet. I can't even imagine how amazing it will be when it's finished!"

"There aren't many pieces of jewelry, probably about the same as today. But it's getting late, so everyone should head home early. Don't come for the next few days, take good care of yourselves at home and try to impress everyone on the day of the performance."

"Okay, boss, can I wear this outfit back?" Zhao Dalong thought his general's armor was so cool that he didn't want to take it off.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes, there will be a surprise during the performance."

"Oh, right, right, we'll dazzle them with our clothes." The students took off their clothes and put them away, then left one by one.

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"Daughter, your dad and I will be there on the day of the performance to cheer you on!" Ms. Fu recently made a point of clearing out her vacation time.

Will Dad be able to make it back in time?

"Yes, I can, even if I can't. It's been so long since I've been home. I wonder if I still remember my wife and kids."

"Honey, I'm home."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear."

"father!"

"Hey, honey, this is a gift from Daddy. See if you like it."

"Wow, it's a new generation aircraft carrier model! Thank you, Dad!"

"Old Lin, don't I get a gift?" Ms. Fu was unhappy.

"Of course! This is a self-defense watch. If you encounter a medical dispute at the hospital, you can take it down with a single click," Mr. Lin said proudly.

Without disturbing her parents' loving moment, she went back to her room with the aircraft carrier model.