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"Tomorrow is Another Day" The power of friendship.

Character introduction:

Yangyang: He fell into ruin for a time because he failed to get into the Academy of Fine Arts, but he still loves art persistently in his heart.

Spring: Senior brother Yangyang, optimistic, cheerful and humorous. A freelance painter who travels around to collect ideas.

Lele: Yangyang’s younger sister. mild.

("Those Flowers" sounds. It fades away.)

Narrator: Next, the story I tell you is a story that happens around us. Maybe it doesn't You are the hero and heroine in this story. You have also laughed ("A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. I'm not a dog's mouth, so of course I can't spit out ivory." - laughter), and you have cried ("Sister, I Very stupid, no talent for painting." Cry.), you have also been persistent for a dream (for art, my head can be cut off, blood can be shed, I fall down in one spring, and stand up again in thousands of springs.) , gave up (clang. "I'm not worthy, not worthy of painting!"). Let's spend such a period of time together.

(The environment imitates a disco bar. The music is deafening. You can hear the screams of men and women. The above all happened behind the scenes, explaining a background environment.

The disco bar music gradually became softer. . At the same time, the ringtone of the mobile phone began to ring.

A girl with an alternative but not revealing hairstyle came out from the inside of the stage holding a mobile phone. The ringtone of the mobile phone was ringing sharply at this time. The music doesn't stop, but it switches to background music, mainly cell phone ringtones)

Yangyang: Hello! Who? What's wrong with you? I know, I know, I'll be back in two days. Not dead yet. If nothing happens, hang up.

(Mumbling) So annoying.

Behind the scenes: Have you finished answering Yangyang’s phone calls?

Yangyang: Here we come! Urgent! Haha... (laughing very exaggeratedly) Everyone shout and dance to your heart's content! Haha...

Running out while laughing

(The music faded to silence. Spring hurriedly walked out from the side of the stage carrying a drawing board) Spring: Yangyang, hurry up. Xiaonizi, you are only 26 years old and you walk slower than me. hehe. (Music plays, preferably "Those Flowers". Whenever spring appears in the future, this song will be played.) Yangyang, hurry up.

(Yangyang came out with the drawing board on his back.)

Yangyang: You look like a myna. You didn’t stop talking all the way here. Hahaha.

Spring: Where will we “stay” today?

Yangyang: I really can’t stand you, Spring. "Squatting down"? It's not investigation or surveillance. You say that doing good work is like being a spy.

(Spring acted like a thief because of the situation. Funny kind of thing.)

Spring: It has the same nature as "squatting"!

That’s it.

(The two began to arrange.)

Spring: Last time, we stayed in the park for four hours and four minutes, and too many unexpected things happened. A pair of lovers sitting on a bench changed from being intimate with each other 360 degrees without any limit to slapping you without negotiation; 4 children walked past me, and another one who hadn't come over yet was caught by his mother like a hawk because he wet his pants. They grabbed it back like a chicken; there was also an old man who was wandering around on the grass in front of me, and finally came over and said to me: "Young man, have you seen my key?"

Yangyang: Oh, why didn’t I notice it? I really doubt whether you are painting or "spotting" for reconnaissance. Your observations are so detailed. Haha, you are really not doing your job, Spring.

Spring: The little girl movies are becoming more and more outrageous. I have said several times not to call "spring, spring", it is "senior brother".

Yangyang: What happened to spring? Art knows no borders, and there is no distinction between young and old.

Spring: (Raises the brush and hits Yang Yang on the head.) Little girl movie! If you don't change your tune, I won't take you out to collect news from now on.

Yangyang: (sticks out tongue.)

Spring: In order to paint, my head can be cut off and blood can be shed. One spring falls, and thousands of springs stand up again. . Lord of darkness (zu, pronounced flatly), take me away. ...

Yangyang: (Answering, holding his voice while speaking.) Oops, the following sentence should be "Winter has passed, can spring be far behind?"

Spring: Yes! Spring is right in front of you. Hey, Yangyang, how come you have learned all my lines? Not enough of a buddy.

(You can pat Yangyang on the shoulder. Spring walked behind Yangyang and pointed at the painting on the flower board.)

Spring: The colors feel good. Here, you can also adjust the shape here. The sketch relationship is the foundation. If the shape is not done well, no matter how good the color relationship is, it will be useless. Of course, there are people who don't need to consider the relationship between sketches and only pay attention to the relationship between colors. (Pause.) Master! Brother, keep your feet on the ground and draw. When we become developed in the future, you can draw whatever you want. But not now.

Yangyang: Got it, spring. Also, I am (si, pronounced with a flat tongue.) girl, spring.

Spring: ...the more you are not allowed to scream, the more joyful it becomes. Give this painting to me when you finish it. This painting gives me a very good feeling. (Fixed into a painting, it will be used again later.)

Yangyang: I never give away my paintings, I want to keep them. Yangyang’s record of growth in painting. hehe.

Spring: It’s really ugly, but it’s a good habit for future artists like us. It will be much more convenient for future painting gatherings.

(Music plays. Suggestion: "The hope of life will never be lost again.")

Yangyang: Spring, why did you learn to paint?

Spring: Why? I just like it. And you?

Yangyang: Same.

Spring: I once asked my senior why he came to learn painting, and he gave me the same simple answer. I think everyone is the same. You know, my greatest hope is to become a freelance painter and transfer the most beautiful things in the world to my drawing paper.

Yangyang: I think, I want to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, and then continue my studies and become a teacher, so that every one of my students will love the art of painting as much as I do, love it to the core.

Spring: You are so greedy!

Yangyang: each other. hehe. In spring, you talk like a sparrow?

(Spring is like gushing blood.)

Spring: It doesn’t look like it. (Pause.) More like a crow. "Guwa, Guwa."

Yangyang: A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth. Okay, okay, let’s paint seriously. Just know how to use your mouth.

Spring: Yes, woman!

Report, I have one more thing to say.

Yangyang: What’s wrong, senior brother (emphasis added)? approve!

Spring: Just now you said: A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory. I am not a dog's mouth, so of course I cannot spit out ivory.

(Spring grinned exaggeratedly. Everyone burst into laughter.)

("Those flowers" gradually sounded. Then slowly.)

Narration: Some people say that life is like running water, then their life must be a joyful and tinkling stream. Happiness is like those flowers, blooming all over the ground, brilliantly...

("Those Flowers" sounds. Everyone exits.)

(The stage is arranged into a room It looked like a studio and was messy. There were plaster statues, guitars, and flowers scattered all over the floor.

Lele walked to the center of the stage with a frustrated look on his back and started to place the painting tools. Get ready to start painting.)

Yangyang: (Slaps the door.) Lele, open the door! Why are you keeping the studio door so tightly closed in broad daylight? Lele!

Lele: Sister, you are back.

Yangyang: Didn’t you call me to come back?

(Sit down in front of the drawing board.

) Come, show me the pictures you drew recently.

Lele: I drew this just after I went out to the park.

Yangyang: What is this painting? It can be said to be a painting?

(Lele quickly ran to the cabinet, took out a pile of drawing paper and handed it to Yangyang.)

Yangyang: (looking through) a pile of garbage. Look, look, adjust the shape here. The sketch relationship is the foundation. If the shape is not done well, no matter how good the color relationship is, it will be useless. (The voice of spring sounds: the color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. The sketch relationship is the foundation. If the shape is not done well, no matter how good the color relationship is, it will be useless.)

Lele /Yangyang: Got it, sister/spring. (Speaking in overlapping voices.)

Yangyang: This one opens up the contrast. The colors in this one are so gorgeous. The gouache painting looks like the freehand brushwork of traditional Chinese painting. It’s so creative. Even with this painting, I don’t even blush. , still dare to take it out? No progress at all. What on earth are you doing!

Lele: Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for painting. (Starts to cry.) I've been thinking about it for days, (pause) I don't want to draw anymore. I don't have this talent at all.

Yangyang: What did you say?

Lele: (pause, muster up courage) Sister, I don’t want to draw anymore.

Yangyang: After painting for so many years, I would stop painting if I said I didn’t want to. You are so good at it, Lele.

Lele: Sister, I feel too tired from painting. I just wanted to take some time off.

Yangyang: Rest, such a light word. Okay, this is how you treat it (pointing to the ceiling), how you treat me? (Almost shouting.)

Lele: Sister, you should be the one who really should draw!

Yangyang: (Shocked.) Is it me? impossible. I will never paint again. Look at my hands, can they still hold a pen and draw? joke!

Lele: Why not? You are far more talented than I am.

(Lele took out a stack of drawing paper from the cabinet. He put a pen into Yangyang's hand, Yangyang pushed it back and forth, and then took the brush and the paintings.)

Lele :Sister, look at your previous paintings, how good they were! Sister, you draw.

(Yangyang’s hand holding the paintbrush trembled violently. Suddenly it felt like it was burned, and he threw the pen to the ground.)

Yangyang: No longer holding the paintbrush.

(Lele stepped forward and quietly picked up the pen. The music gradually came to mind and suggested that Wang Zheng "candy paper".)

Lele: (said very calmly) Sister , you are a coward. (Shouting) Coward! Isn't it because you didn't get admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts? Brother Chunchun said, you didn't perform well because you had a high fever. If you don’t pass the exam once, you can take it again next time. If you fail in one year, you can take the exam in ten years. But you started to give up on yourself because of this incident, and went to bars and discos! Happy you! Are you happy? You put all your expectations on me, and I kept drawing. I wanted to draw better and make you happier, sister, but no matter how hard I tried, you were no longer the sister you used to be. You are not happy at all. What else does my painting mean? And you, obviously love it (pointing to the drawing board) crazily, but give up, you are cowardly, you can't escape failure, you are afraid of failing again. You are a coward!

Yangyang: Stop talking! (Yangyang pushed the drawing board over, causing a loud rumble on the floor.) I am not worthy, not worthy of painting! (Picked up one of his paintings, paused, and tore it off.)

Lele: Sister! (Hurrying up to grab the other paintings.)

Yangyang: Give it to me, tear it up and I will be completely free.

(Two people are fighting for it. If one is not careful, all the drawing papers will be thrown into the sky and fly down randomly.)

Lele: Tear it up, tear it up. You will really die after tearing these apart.

(Lele picked up a piece of drawing paper and handed it to Yangyang. He took it dully, looked at the painting, stopped tearing it, and suddenly hugged the painting and squatted down to cry. Lele helped him up Drawing board, walked to my sister and hugged her.)

("I want to save my painting. Yangyang's painting growth record.")

(Music plays. "Candy paper" “The music stays consistent.

)

Narration: The fish said to the water affectionately: I never close my eyes, because I want to look at you! Water says to the fish affectionately: I always flow by your side because I want to hug you. Fish and water are not separated.

("Those Flowers")

Lele: Sister, what do you think of my painting? Here, I think it needs to be modified. What do you think?

("Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for painting. (Starts to cry.) I have been thinking about it for several days, (pause) I don't want to continue painting.")

Lele: Sister, it’s a letter from Brother Spring, a painting he sent in France. So beautiful!

("My greatest hope is to become a freelance painter and transfer the most beautiful things in the world to my drawing paper.")

Lele: Sister, painting album ! I saw your newly published collection of paintings in the bookstore!

("My paintings never give away, I want to keep them. Yangyang's painting growth record. Haha.")

Spring: In your painting album, I see The painting I drew while "squatting" was very accurate and felt very good. I wonder if you are still willing to give it to me?

("The color feels good. Here, here you can also adjust the shape. The sketch relationship is the foundation. If the shape is not done well, no matter how good the color relationship is, it will be useless. I will give it away after the painting is finished. Me.")

Yangyang: With the encouragement and support of many people, especially Lele, she has always been by my side and helped me through that dark period in my life. Standing at the starting point, I found myself, started a new life, and moved unswervingly towards the sacred palace of art, down to earth. I realized that painting is in me, and without it, I would die soon. After the storm, everything went smoothly. Those exciting years that belonged to me, Lele, and spring left the footprints of youth in every corner of our lives.

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