A drama script for five people.

Tomorrow is another day. The power of friendship.

Character introduction:

Yang Yang: I was once degraded because I couldn't get into the Academy of Fine Arts, but I was obsessed with art in my heart.

Spring: Yang Yang's brother is optimistic, cheerful and humorous. Travel around, freelance painter.

Lele: Yang Yang's sister. Gentle.

("Those flowers" rang. Gradually light. )

Narrator: Next, the story I tell you is a story that happened around us. Maybe you are the hero and heroine in this story after all, and you once laughed like this ("A dog can't spit ivory. I'm not a dog's mouth, of course I can't spit ivory. " I cried ("Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for painting." Cry. ), you have been persistent for a dream (for art, I can break my head. One spring fell, and thousands of springs stood up again. Give up (quantico. "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve to draw!" )。 We spent such a time together.

(The environment imitates Sandy. The music was deafening. You can hear men and women screaming. All of the above happened behind the scenes, indicating a background environment.

Buddy, the music is getting lighter and lighter. At the same time, the ringtone of the mobile phone gradually sounded.

A girl dressed in a different style, but not exposed, with an exaggerated hairstyle came out of the stage with a mobile phone. The cell phone bell rang harshly. At this time, disco music stopped, but it became background music, mainly cell phone ringtones. )

Yang Yang: Hey! who is it? What's the matter with you? I know, I know, I'll be back in two days. Still alive. Nothing, just hang up.

(Muttering) I'm bored to death.

Behind the scenes: Did Yang Yang answer the phone?

Yang Yang: Coming! Hurry up! Ha ha laugh ... (exaggerated laugh) Let's cheer and dance to our heart's content! Ha ha laugh ...

Run out with a smile.

(The music fades away. Spring hurried off the stage with the drawing board on his back) Spring: Yang Yang, hurry up. Nizi, you are 26 years old and walk slower than me. Ha ha. (The music begins with "Those Flowers". Play this song as long as it looks like spring in the future. ) Yang Yang, hurry up.

(Yang Yang takes the drawing board and draws it. )

Yang Yang: Like a myna. You kept talking all the way. Hehehe.

Spring: Where are we squatting today?

Yang Yang: I can't stand you, Spring. "Squat"? This is not reconnaissance or surveillance. Come out to travel. You said it was like spying.

Spring often behaves like a thief. The funny kind. )

Spring: the same nature as "squatting"!

Here it is.

(Two people start playing. )

Spring: Last time we stayed in the park for four hours and four minutes, so many unexpected things happened. A pair of lovers sitting on a bench changed from 360-degree intimacy to slapping your face. Four children passed by me, and one of them hasn't come yet, because his pants are wet, and his mother pulled them back like an eagle catching a chicken. Another old man wandered around the grass in front of me and finally came up to me and said, "Young man, have you seen my key?"

Yang Yang: Oh, why didn't I notice that? I really doubt whether you are painting or spying, observing so carefully, hehe, you are really idle, spring.

Spring: Little girl movies are getting worse and worse. I have said several times that it is not called "Chun, Chun" but "Senior Brother".

Yang Yang: What's wrong with spring? Art knows no borders, regardless of age.

Spring: (Raise the brush and knock Yang Yang on the head. ) Little girl film! I won't take you out for a trip unless you change your mind.

Yang Yang: (Spit out your tongue. )

Spring: In order to paint, I can break my head. One spring fell and thousands of springs stood up again. Lord of the dark (Zu, pronounced flat tongue), take me away. ……

Yang Yang: (picks up the phone and says in a low voice. ) Oh, the following should be "Winter is over, can spring be far behind?" This sentence.

Spring: Yes! Spring is right in front of you. Hey hey, Yang Yang, how do you remember all my lines? That's not enough, man.

You can pat Yang Yang on the shoulder. Spring walked behind Yang Yang and pointed to the picture on the flower board. )

Spring: The color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. If the modeling is not good, no matter how good the color relationship is, it is no use. Of course, some people don't have to consider the sketch relationship but only pay attention to the color relationship. (pause. ) master! Dude, keep your feet on the ground. When we are developed, you can draw whatever you want. But not now.

Yang Yang: I see. Spring. Also, I'm (si, pronounced flat tongue. ) Girl, it's spring.

Spring: ... The more you refuse to scream, the more you scream. Give me this painting when it's finished. This painting gives me a good feeling. Fix it in a picture, which will be used later. )

Yang Yang: My paintings are never given away. I want to keep them. Yang Yang's painting growth record. Ha ha.

Spring: it's really gaudy, but it's a good habit for future artists like us, and it's much more convenient to publish paintings in the future.

(Music starts. It is suggested that "the hope of life is no longer lost")

Yang Yang: Why do you learn to draw in spring?

Spring: Why? Just like it. What about you?

Yang Yang: Same.

Spring: I asked my senior why he came to study painting, and he answered me as simple as that. I think everyone is the same. You know, my greatest hope is to become a freelance painter and move the most beautiful things in the world to my drawing paper.

Yang Yang: I think, I want to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, and then go on to study and become a teacher, so that every student of mine can love painting as much as I do.

Spring: You are so greedy!

Yang Yang: You too. Ha ha. In spring, you talk like a sparrow?

I spray blood wildly in spring. )

Spring: No (pause. It looks like a crow. "Gollum, Gollum."

Yang Yang: Dogs don't spit ivory. All right, all right, draw carefully. Just talking.

Spring: Yes, woman!

Your Majesty, I have one more thing to say.

Yang Yang: What's the matter, brother (emphasis)? Approved!

Spring: Just now you said: Dogs don't spit ivory. I'm not a dog's mouth, of course I won't spit ivory.

Spring gives an exaggerated grin. Everyone laughed into a ball. )

("Those Flowers" gradually sounded. Slowly, gently. )

Narrator: Some people say that life is like running water, so their life must be a lively and tinkling stream. Happiness, like those flowers, blooms brilliantly ...

("Those flowers" rang. Everybody get down. )

The stage is as messy as a studio. Gypsum statues, guitars and flowers are randomly placed in the studio.

Lele walked to the center of the stage with the drawing board on his back and began to put painting tools. Get ready to start painting. )

Yang Yang: (Clap the door. ) Lele opens the door! Why did you shut the door of the studio so tightly in broad daylight? Lele!

Lele: Sister, you are back.

Yang Yang: I thought you called me back.

(sitting in front of the drawing board. ) Come on, show me the latest picture.

Lele: I just went to the park and drew this.

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

(Lele rushes to the front of the cabinet, takes out a pile of drawing paper and hands it to Yang Yang. )

Yang Yang: (looking through) A pile of rubbish. Look, look, adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. The shape is not paved well, and the color relationship is useless. There is the sound of spring: the color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. If the modeling is not good, no matter how good the color relationship is, it is no use. )

Lele/Yang Yang: I see, Sister/Spring. (The voices overlap. )

Yang Yang: This photo opens the contrast. The color of this one is too fancy. Gouache looks like freehand brushwork in Chinese painting. Very creative. How dare you draw it like this? There is no progress at all. What the hell are you doing?

Lele: Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for drawing. (starts to cry. I have been thinking about it for several days. (pause) I don't want to draw any more. I have no talent at all.

Yang Yang: What did you say?

Lele: (pause, get up the courage) Sister, I don't want to draw any more.

Yang Yang: I have been painting for so many years, but if I don't, I won't. That's good for you, Lele.

Lele: Sister, I feel too tired to draw. I just want to have a rest.

Yang Yang: Rest, what a relaxed word. Ok, you treat it like this (pointing to the flower board) and treat me like this? (I almost shouted it out. )

Lele: Elder sister, you are the one who should really paint!

Yang Yang: (Shocked. ) It's me? No I will never paint again. Look at my hands. Can these hands still use strokes? Joke!

Lele: Why not? Your talent is far superior to mine.

(Lele turns out a stack of drawing paper from the cupboard. He picked up a pen, put it in Yang Yang's hand, pushed things around, and then picked up a brush and those paintings. )

Lele: Sister, look at your old paintings. How well they draw! Sister, you draw it.

(Yang Yang's hand with the brush is shaking badly. Suddenly I burned my hand and threw my pen to the ground. )

Yang Yang: There are no brushes.

(Lele goes up to him and quietly picks up the pen. Music gradually emerged in my mind, suggesting that Wang Zheng was "sugar paper". )

Lele: (quietly) Sister, you are a coward. Coward! You just didn't get into the Academy of Fine Arts. Brother Chun said that you didn't do well because you had a high fever. If you fail the exam once, try again next time. One year of failure is ten years. But that's why you started giving up on yourself. Go to the bar, go to disco! Are you happy? Are you happy? You put all your expectations on me, and I keep drawing, trying to draw better and be happy for you, sister, but no matter how hard I try, you are no longer my old sister. You are not happy at all. What's the point of my painting? And you, obviously love it (referring to the drawing board), are crazy, but give up, you are cowardly, you can't walk out of failure, and you are afraid of failure again. You are a coward!

Yang Yang: Stop talking! (Yang Yang overturns the drawing board, and the floor makes a loud noise. ) I don't deserve to draw! Pick up a photo of yourself, stop and tear it up. )

Lele: Sister! Hurry up and get the other paintings. )

Yang Yang: Give it to me. Tear it up and I'll be completely free.

(two people compete. Inadvertently, all the drawing papers were thrown into the sky and scattered all over the floor. )

Lele: You tear, you tear. Tearing these will really kill you.

Lele picked up a piece of drawing paper and handed it to Yang Yang. Studently took it, looked at the photo, tore it and stopped, suddenly holding the photo, squatted down and cried. Lele picked up the drawing board, walked up to her sister and hugged her. )

("I want to keep my painting. Yang Yang's painting growth record. " )

(Music starts. The music of Candy Paper is consistent. )

Narrator: The fish said to the water affectionately: I never close my eyes because I want to look at you! The water said to the fish affectionately: I have been flowing by your side because I want to hug you. Fish and water will not separate.

("Those Flowers")

Lele: Sister, what do you think of my painting? Here, I think it needs to be revised. 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 draw any more. " )

Lele: Sister, Brother Chun wrote. He sent a painting in France. How beautiful!

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

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

("My paintings are never given away. I want to keep them. Yang Yang's painting growth record. Hehe. " )

Spring: In your photo album, it's very good to see the painting I drew when I was squatting. I wonder if you would like to see me off?

("The color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. If the modeling is not good, no matter how good the color relationship is, it is no use. Give this painting to me when it is finished. " )

Yang Yang: With the encouragement and support of many people, especially Lele, she has been with me through the darkest days of my life. Standing at the origin, I found myself, started a new life again, and walked unswervingly towards the sacred art palace. Only when I was down-to-earth did I know that painting belonged to me. Without it, I will die soon. Everything went well after the storm. Those passionate years that belong to me, Lele and spring have left footprints of youth in every corner of our lives.

As usual, Al is waiting for Lin Jie on the lawn, ready to go to class with her. Suddenly, a basketball flew by and hit Al's left arm. Boy A ran very fast, picked up the ball, said "I'm sorry" several times and ran away. Al covered his left arm with his hand and frowned. This scene happened to be seen by Lin Jie in the distance, and she hurried to Al's side.

Lin Jie: Are you all right? Are you hurt?

Before Al could answer, she immediately shouted in the direction of boy A's escape:

Hey! What are you? ! ! Run after hitting someone. A big boy bullying a girl is nothing! Come back, you hear me! ! Come back! ! ! (while talking, he punched and kicked. )

Who knows that the center of gravity was unstable and fell.

Jay: Ah!

Then he got up again and continued to scold.

Al: All right, Jay. Stop it. I'm fine.

Lin Jie: Oh, my God! You are so easy to bully! That's what people like him want, okay? !

Al: Yes, I don't understand! I don't understand why you look so cute, like a girl, and talk like an uneducated boy. You can be gentle!

Lin Jie: Let's go! It doesn't matter! It's not like you don't know I have been like this since the day I was adopted. First of all, I don't want to. I'm just a substitute for my brother. Everything about me belongs to him, even my name is pronounced the same as his.

Al: Your mother really lost her son herself. Why do you need to replace her? Besides, you are a girl. If you want to find a man, you have to find one!

Lin Jie: I heard that at that time, my mother was crazy, and my father looked for people to adopt children everywhere. In order to solve the crisis, I must be brought back. It's funny enough to say that she really treats me like a son.

Al: Didn't you see a doctor?

Lin Jie: Of course. But it can't be cured, and sometimes it will go crazy. Otherwise, I don't even have the only girl look!

Al: Oh, my God! What a move!

(already sitting in the classroom) At this moment, a handsome boy came in. Al, clean it up.

Shoulder.

Al: Hey, hey, Jay, look at that boy! ! ! (Screaming)

Lin Jie looked at the boy carefully.

Lin Jie: cut ~ handsome!

Al: What? ! You see, he is well proportioned, handsome, handsome, distinguished, like a jade crown, looks like a virgin, pig's head and big ears! Um ... no, there is no such thing as a pig's head and big ears. It's a near-re-embodiment Pan An! Oh, my baby! ! ! (intoxicated)

Lin Jie: You exaggerate! !

The boy came over and sat down beside Jay consciously. Al still looked at him intoxicated. The boy gave Al a smile and Al screamed wildly. The boy smiled at Jay again. Jay also forced a smile.

Jay thought: Hum! This smirking guy, handsome boy! Because you are handsome, you will fascinate our daughter and see how I can fix you! !

Jay coughed a few times and stood up, deliberately knocking the book on the table at the boy's feet.

Lin Jie: Oh, I'm sorry! Excuse me! !

Boy: Never mind, let me help you pick it up.

Lin Jie: No, no, I'll do it myself.

Boy: Are you sure you don't need it?

Lin Jie: Mm-hmm. You do your thing.

The boy nodded, and Jay crouched down, picked up the book and untied the man carefully.

Raw shoelaces, tied to the foot of the table. Jay thought to himself, What will you do? Ha ha ha ha!

Holding a book, she stood up and bowed respectfully to the boy, who smiled.

(The bell rings) Political Fan (the class teacher) came in with a frog on his head.

Zheng Mo: Hi, class, hello!

Student: Be good, teacher! !

Political model: Ah! (shaking his ass) Students are so enthusiastic! (Kissing)

The whole class kissed one back.

Boy B: Teacher! There are frogs!

Zheng Fan: Ah, that handsome guy, what did you say?

Boy B: Teacher, there is a frog on your head!

Zheng Fan: Ah, did I eat cucumber? Hehe, you are so smart. How do you know I just ate cucumber? No ... you ... have a crush on me? !

Boy B: Oh, my God, you can bear it, but you can't! (Crazy)

Political model: er … what are you … doing? Ahem, well, I believe everyone has seen the boy sitting over there. He is a transfer student in our class. Isn't he handsome (fat)?

Student: Yes! ! !

Political fan: OK, then ask him to introduce himself. Applause! !

The whole class burst into warm applause. Lin Jie stood up and just took the first step, with a "crash"

1, even the table with people fell down. There was a burst of laughter, and Jay laughed particularly hard.

Zheng Mo: It seems that your charm radius has entered the male market. Some male students are jealous. Hehe (very dead) Never mind, get up!

Lin Jie stood up, untied the rope and limped to the podium. At this point, political norms

The mobile phone rang (the bell is to be determined)

Zheng Fan: Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this, handsome. Please introduce yourself first.

Li Xiucheng stepped aside and answered the phone.

Lin Jie: Hello, my name is. ...

Political model: Hi, honey, is that you?

Lin Jie looked at the political model and went on talking.

Lin Jie: I ...

Zheng Mo: Uh-huh, uh-huh, but I'm not allowed to go shopping now.

Lin Jie: er ... teacher?

The political paradigm has changed.

Political model: huh? what's up

Lin Jie: Can you turn down the volume?

Political model: Oh, sorry! Then I'll go out and listen, okay? (Step down)

Lin Jie: Hello, my name is Lin Jie. Lin is Lin, Jay is Jay. Please take care of it.

Applause was accompanied by discussion (applause, whistle), and Lin Jie walked back to his seat. The political paradigm is back.

Political model: Boys and girls, just listen to me carefully. Sorry, the teacher is going to find my Romeo. Let's change to self-study next class. (Kiss) Bye!

Student: (kisses) Bye! Yeah!

Monitor: OK, be quiet and study by yourself.

Lin Jie looked at Lin Jie strangely and asked in a low voice.

Lin Jie: Hey, is your name really Lin Jie?

Lin Jie: Mm-hmm.

Lin Jie: Then let me ask you, are you your parents' biological parents?

Lin Jie looked at Jie strangely.

Lin Jie: Why do you ask this question?

Lin Jie: Why are you so fierce? Feel free to ask! Cut ~ stop talking! No taste!

Lin Jie: I have no taste. I think you're just ...

Monitor: Quiet, this is the study room. We'll talk after class.

Lin Jie: Hum! What? What a messy self-introduction, how dare you get so close to JJ! Yao Ming is a super tasteless guy.

soon after ...

Lin Jie "Ah, why is the pen out of water again? I just smoked last class. " .

Say, take off the pen cover, pen bag in hand. Inadvertently, her body turned around.

For Lin Jie, suddenly, the pen spouted ink and hit Lin Jie in the face.

Lin Jie: Great, I see, ha!

At this point, Lin Jie was completely unaware that the war was about to break out. Lin Jie wiped her body with her hand.

Seeing black ink on his face, he was furious. He stood up suddenly.

Lin Jie: classmate!

Lin Jie turned strangely and looked at this guy in front of him. Paused.

Lin Jie: Ahahahaha ... You ... Who are you? Your face is black, and you are smiling.

Lin Jie: How dare you say that it's not all your fault. Just fix the pen. Why did you paint my face black? ! !

Lin Jie: Oh? Then ... Bao Gong forgives, forgives. Right-handers never dare again.

Lin Jie: Still laughing ... Stop laughing!

Although he was angry, Jay kept laughing.

Monitor: All right, stop arguing. Now it's the study room. All right, JJ Lin, you go to the bathroom and clean up.

Lin Jie walked out of the classroom angrily. The bell will ring soon.

Act II:

Today is Lin Jie's birthday. To be exact, it should be his missing brother's birthday. No one knows when Lin Jie's birthday is, but the mother always keeps a diary of her son's birth on Lin Jie's head. Lin Jie didn't like this day since she was a child, because as long as this day comes, her mother's illness will definitely attack. In the evening, the family sat together to celebrate their birthdays. As in previous years, after Lin Jie made a wish, her mother put the cake back in the refrigerator.

Mother Lin: I want to put away the cake. In the afternoon 12, my baby son will meet.

Will come back to eat. (with a smile on his face)

10 years, at this time, my mother always repeats this action and repeats this sentence.

Lin Jie is very sad. Why can't my mother get out of the shadows and always think of herself as.

The way my brother looked at her mother, she really longed for maternal love. She cried, shed tears

It's been falling. Mother turned around and saw her crying. She hurried over and knelt down.

Get down on the ground, holding a clean face in your hands.

Mother Lin: What's the matter, my dear son? Why are you crying? Today is your birthday,

Be good, don't cry, okay? Don't cry.

Lin Jie: Mom, please don't do this. My brother is missing. He disappeared. I

Your daughter, not your son.

Mother clutched Jay's arm with both hands, opened her eyes wide and kept shaking Jay.

Mother Lin: What are you talking about? You are my son. Are you surprised by something?

Afraid. (Hugging Jay again) Good son, my good son. ...

Act III:

In the classroom, Lin Jie sat alone in her seat, tears kept flowing. Heyao

A male classmate is chatting in the back. Suddenly he saw Lin Jie's sad face, and he came over.

He knocked on the clean table with his hand.

Lin Jie: Uh, what's the matter? Why are you moping?

Lin Jie, look at him.

Lin Jie: I hope you mind your own business! Go away!

Lin Jie: Well, I was wrong before. I apologize. But, what?

You can't keep things to yourself, can you? Let me know if you don't mind. Maybe I can.

Help you.

Lin Jie looked at Jie.

Lin Jie: Let me ask you something. What would you do if it wasn't your mother's?

Do what?

Lin Jie: (hesitates) Well ... what can I do? That's it. After all, it's all one.

After living for so many years, you should feel deeply. So, pretend not to know.

Forget it, let it go. What's the matter with you? Suddenly ask such a question?

Lin Jie: I'm ... adopted. But ... my mom always thinks I'm missing.

The son of. therefore ...

Lin Jie: I see. No wonder you asked me the day I first came.

Parents' biological. You suspect that I am your parents' own son, don't you?

Lin Jie nodded.

Lin Jie: All right, don't cry. Let me tell you a joke. ……

Lin Jie gave a sloped smile.

Lin Jie: Why are you so vulgar? What age are you telling such jokes?

Both of them laughed.

Lin Jie: Huh? How's this? I will be your brother. Why?

What is it like?

Lin Jie looked at him doubtfully, saying nothing, just watching.

Lin Jie: Hey, why are you looking at me like that? How many girls are there? They still choose.

Lin Jie poof bursts into a smile.

Lin Jie: I find you really humorous.

Lin Jie: Thank you for your compliment. I, Lin Jie, swear to God that I will take good care of my sister Lin in the future and make her happier than a pig.

Lin Jie looked at this usually annoying guy and suddenly thought he was cute.

Lin Jie: OK. Since you strongly demand it, I have to reluctantly agree.

Said, and both of them laughed.

Al stood at the door, watching the whole story, very jealous.

Lin Jie: OK, be happy!

Then I went back to my seat to chat with the boys. Al came over.

Al: Jay, do you know why he came to comfort you?

Lin Jie: She may have seen me cry so sadly, so she came to comfort me.

Here we go. Actually, he's fine. Haha's laughter ...

Al: Don't get angry when I say something.

Lin Jie: Fool, have I ever been angry with you?

Al: I just heard at the back door that Lin Jie bet those boys that he would.

Let you recognize him as your brother. This is a big gamble.

Lin Jie's face changed immediately.

Lin Jie: How is that possible? He was obviously sincere just now.

Al: But I heard them say that with my own eyes.

Lin Jie: Al? Don't you ... like him very much? Why do you say that about him now?

Al: Er ... Gee, what is he compared to you? I did it for your own good. you

Believe me, I heard it with my own ears.

Lin Jie wanted to think. Suddenly angry!

Lin Jie: That's too much. How can this happen?

Lin Jie went to Lin Jie angrily.

Lin Jie: What's the matter, my good sister. Miss me so soon?

Lin Jie: I miss you, you big head ghost!

Lin Jie: What's the matter? It was fine just now. What the hell is your problem?

Lin Jie: I think you have a problem. You should be very happy now, your wallet is bulging.

Yes, that's right!

Lin Jie: What are you talking about?

Lin Jie: What do you mean I'm talking nonsense? Isn't it? You bet those damn boys

Say, you will definitely make me recognize you as my brother. Now, you really did it,

Happy!

Lin Jie: Who do you listen to? I didn't! You have to trust me!

Lin Jie: Believe you? ! Al is my best friend since I was a child, and you are just one of them.

A classmate I just met. If it were you, who would you trust?

Lin Jie: After all, you just don't believe me?

Jay turned his head and ignored Jay.

Lin Jie: OK! Just like you said! I am very happy and excited now!

Do you want me to treat you to a big meal at noon today? !

Lin Jie looked at him angrily, slapped him in the face and ran back to his seat crying. Al followed.

Go over and comfort her. Soon the bell rang and the teacher came in.

Teacher: Students, take out your Chinese textbooks and turn to page four. ...

(The darkness ... lights up)

There was a ring at the bell

Teacher: Well, that's all for today's class. Two (Jay) stayed after school.

Help the teacher.

They both raised their hands at the same time: teacher!

Teacher: What's wrong?

They looked at each other.

Lin Jie: Can you not be with her?

Teacher: Why? You both got good grades, and there was a conflict between your classmates.

Give and take, huh? Ok, class is over!

The students have all left, leaving only the two of them in the classroom. They kept silent all the time. But who?

I don't know, the danger is approaching.

Act IV

After school, there are only two people left in the classroom, Jie and Jie.

Jay: What ... What do you want?

Jay: Come on, you saw it first.

Jay: I ... Who do you think you are?