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short story
Bat's Freedom
West Fence
one
"Crack!"
His black and gray figure jumped up like a hunter, and landed on the floor in the middle of the big room. The girls also lowered their arms in response to his applause, retracted their chins, and turned their faces, waiting for him to reprimand. After they put on the pink and gray jumpsuits and bat shirts, they became exactly the same. He had to find their faces, their eyes.
Strange, this time he didn't lose his temper. He was looking, but it wasn't them he was looking for. For tens of seconds, he was silent and dazed. The magnolia tree outside the window swayed gently, and the fragrance of the flowers clearly teased every tiny pore on his bare arms.
The girls were a little surprised.
"Papa!" He clapped his palms again, took a deep breath, and said, "Could it be that you, the imitators, are just completing the prescribed actions? Don't you have any imagination to bring into the action? Even if we are acting in pantomime, You also have to let the audience understand your feelings and hear your inner voice!"
"Yes¡ª" they answered in unison, and some even kicked the dancing shoes away, and the dancing shoes with the ribbons hanging down passed his eyes like a falling kite.
This rekindled his anger: "Number 3, tell me your imagination, what is it?"
"yes¡¡"
The left and right faces of No. 3 are not symmetrical, and the right side is obviously bigger. Even at the moment of answering the question, she habitually glanced at her face in the big mirror.
"explain!"
"It was getting dark, and I flew out from under one roof, looking for some insects, or animals that would let me suck, even a small mouthful of blood. But suddenly, the street lamp came on, and I don't like light, so I had to go back Fly back to the roof."
"No 4!"
No. 4 exaggeratedly said a blessing to him: "I am not under the eaves, I am in the plantain forest, and I am a bat in the south. So"
He didn't want to hear her finish, his face was tied like a second curtain.
"Number 5!"
"Director," No. 5 looked at him affectionately, and whispered softly, "That's the problem with the music, the music is too boring! You know, I'm learning Spanish, murcielago, bats, a part of Audi This is a new car, the murcielago has rigid yet sleek lines, very sporty."
He is looking at number 1. And, he seems to be distracted! The flowers on the magnolia tree are coming into the rehearsal room in groups
No. 5 noticed that he was out of his body, she raised her voice provocatively: "Dear Mr. Director, the hero in our hearts, Bat Prince, old boy, you should know that Murcielago is a dream, no one can resist it , but the city will only suppress its passion, just like this dilapidated rehearsal room makes me impatient, for Murcielago, classical music is obviously a kind of bondage"
He finally came back to his senses: "That's enough, my dear lady, you ostentatious rich second generation, you are really not suitable for joining this troupe, even if this troupe is invested by your company¡ªfortunately not yet¡ªwhether it is There is not a single bat cell in every stiff bone in your body, or your brain as thin as a banknote. You still, get into your dad's murcielago and go for a ride, and taste the sandstorm on Huangpu Avenue!"
After speaking, he left angrily, and the figure in the black and gray jumpsuit disappeared lightly, like an air current in the twilight.
No. 5's crying broke out suddenly, which startled the other girls, except No. 1. They immediately surrounded her, patted her for a while, wiped away her tears, and surrounded her and left.
No. 1 stayed. She was a little dazed, and turned more than ten times on the spot, and then fell to the floor in a dizzy state, finishing it perfectly.
The hall became vast and empty.
After the vertigo passed, she continued to dance, looking for new vertigo.
When the twilight fell from the sky to the earth, she was bruised all over by the lights of the tall buildings in the city. At this moment, she fell on the dense magnolia trees in the Grand Theater and the flat roof of the rehearsal room. Every time she took a silent deep breath, she could feel it. Feeling their softness, they approached softly and quietly along the airflow in and out of her body, and surrounded her
The mirrors on all sides were receding, until they reached a void position, and then stopped, looking at her everywhere. In order to avoid the mirrors, she kept hiding herself under the wings
The mirrors are even more void, they have retreated somewhere in the universe. The faint light cast from the window turned the hall into a dream, and she was deeply immersed in it. She wants to find and touch, she always raises her arms, spreads the parafoil, lifts up, then dives, gliding freely nothingness, loneliness. She wants to hang herself upside down, that?It was a truly unprecedented treatment for the theater.
She disappeared for another two days.
Two days later in the afternoon, he found her on the steps outside the rehearsal room, sat down next to her, and they didn't speak for a long time.
The surroundings were too quiet, which gave him the illusion of time. He had to speak to regain his sense of existence: "This rehearsal room, after it is abandoned, may really become a paradise for bats."
"oh."
"are you cold?"
She shook her head.
"Who?" he asked, "Who took the picture?"
She was silent.
"Nurse? Secretary of the hospital office? No. 5? Tell me!"
She got up and left, and he had no choice but to follow.
"Don't you even care about the punishment your opponent will receive? I can do it, as long as you tell me who she is!"
"I don't want to pursue it." She said softly. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he already had a premonition of his acceptance of a certain fate. Where did the confusion and dizziness come from, making her lose her ability to cope?
This is indeed an afternoon that is easy to get lost. The sound of the city is like a river in the distance, flowing continuously with a strong gravitational force of dreams. Immediately afterwards, there were countless days like this, a little tired and a little dazed, spreading to all the places attacked and abused by time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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