Cāi Cāi

Chapter 39: Act VI: The Little Prince (1)

In March, all the teachers and students of Huawu Academy welcomed Arbor Day.

It was said to be 'Arbor Day', but was essentially a spring tour. The school rented a bus to take the students to the suburbs to eat, drink, plant trees, and wait until the afternoon to return to the city. Each department had its own activities.

In previous years, Xiang Cai followed the Ballet Department and entered the National Ballet Theatre to communicate and learn with their seniors in the theater. This year he transferred to the Musical Theatre Department, and naturally, his activities changed to appreciating musicals.

"Why is it The Little Prince?" In the theater, Chen Ziran, sitting to the left of Xiang Cai, complained, "What do people see in children's dramas? Childish!"

"Don't look down on children's dramas. The box office for children's dramas is very high." Qi Ji sitting to the right of Xiang Cai snorted. "With some people's level, they can't even get a role in children's dramas after graduation!"

"Yes, yes, you are most suited to play in a children's drama!" Chen Ziran's hair was about to explode. If it hadn't been for Xiang Cai in the middle, he would have rushed over to pull on her pigtails. "Like the stepmother in Snow White, the sorceress witch in the Little Mermaid, the old witch in Sleeping Beauty ... with such a weird appearance like yours, you are simply displaying your true colors!"

Xiang Cai reluctantly covered his face with the track sheet, sliding down, down, down the chair... He wanted to slide right under the chair and let the two fight directly.

It was really strange. He didn't know what deep hatred was between Chen Ziran and Qi Ji. They couldn't say three words without quarreling.

In the end, Teacher Chu Ping heard their dispute and hurried over to stop the quarrel.

"Jin Qi Ji, Chen Ziran, you both, are both going to graduate next year. Can't you set an example for the first and second year students?" She hated iron for not becoming steel. This event was attended by nearly two hundred students from the Musical Theatre Department. They didn't control their volume when bickering, causing the group of younger kids to watch the battle with their necks craned, like a group of weasels.

Chen Ziran grieved: "Teacher, she started it..."

Teacher Chu Ping: "You, after watching the musical drama, you write 2,000 words of what you have learned!"

Chen Ziran: "..."

Qi Ji burst out laughing with glee.

Teacher Chu Ping glared at her: "You, also hand in 2,000 words!"

Qi Ji suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

Xiang Cai remained in his sliding posture, and his entire lower body almost disappeared. He buried his entire face under the tracklist, trying to restrain himself from gloating too much. Unfortunately, he blocked his mouth and his rising cheekbones, but could not stop his eyes from curving.

Teacher Chu Ping raised her eyebrows: "Xiang Cai, two of your classmates were quarreling, and you were sitting between them. You didn't help to mediate the situation, and you were still watching their drama. Since you enjoyed their drama so much, you can also write 2,000 words of experience."

Xiang Cai: "??????!!!"

Xiang Cai gave a long sigh, ​​who had he provoked?

...

In fact, The Little Prince was not a children's drama. Or, to be more precise, it was a story written for all adults who stepped into the adult world from childhood.