The victory of a madman -- A 6.18 graduation party

There has been no time to miss and no efforts to pay homage.

 

Take a bus at and get to the school theater for rehearsal.

Rehearsals will be held at, and some people will treat us and wait for us to eat at. The director calls us back to continue rehearsals.

At three o'clock, the organizers moved the graduation album and slept on the table to five o'clock. They rushed to the school for makeup.

Pick up my mom + Dinner at half past six, and start the show at the back.

Playing around, playing as a sketch narration followed by singing songs, my mind suddenly changed from funny to serious.

At around, the sketch of the scriptwriter F went on stage. The effect was a sensation, and the thunderous applause was unprecedented. It is true that there are average actors, but the charm of the script is still invisible. I can only say that the guy who said the script was bad was a pure dumb.

At around, I took a bus back to the hotel with my mom and arrived.

 

A really exhausting day! When teachers and students enjoy wonderful or not wonderful programs in the audience, can you imagine how hard the actors have worked?