章 35: [Bonus chapter]The Preparations
Amidst the friendly banter, the performers couldn't resist exchanging light-hearted quips about their makeup and wigs. The makeup mishaps and wig-related mishaps became the source of much amusement. Smudged eyeliner and wigs slightly askew were fair game for teasing, each teasing remark met with peals of laughter.
Keeva, who had just moments ago been captivated by Viona's transformation, found herself at the center of a playful taunt regarding the intricate web of curls on her wig. "Keeva, are you planning to audition for a shampoo commercial with that magnificent wig of yours?" one of her classmates quipped, earning a hearty laugh from the others.
Adimas David, still in his Lady Montague attire and makeup, chimed in with a humorous observation, "At least I don't have to worry about smudging lipstick when I need to express my frustration as Lady Montague. It's a blessing in disguise, you see!" His exaggerated wink and theatrical tone had everyone in stitches.
The banter continued to echo through the dressing room, each actor finding humor in their own distinctive challenges and the delightful quirks brought about by their elaborate costumes and meticulous makeup. It was a testament to their camaraderie that they could share laughter even in the face of potential mishaps, finding mirth in the minor setbacks that came with the territory.
Some studenst affectionately teased one another about the intricacies of their costumes, from the voluminous dresses that occasionally threatened to trip them to the intricately styled wigs that had taken on lives of their own. There were stories of costume fittings that felt more like acrobatics and makeup mishaps that transformed actors into unexpected works of art.
But beneath the playful jests and light-hearted ribbing was a profound sense of unity. They were all on this journey together, bound by their shared love for the theater and their collective commitment to delivering an exceptional performance. The laughter that filled the room served as a joyful reminder that, while the path to perfection could be paved with unexpected detours, it was these very detours that made the journey memorable and worthwhile.
As they continued to exchange anecdotes and laughter, the dressing room transformed into a sanctuary of camaraderie, a place where challenges were met with humor and setbacks were met with resilience. It was a testament to their shared passion and dedication, a prelude to the magic that would soon unfold on the stage of the Arsalan Festival.
The dressing room, once a place of transformation and preparation, had now become a haven of camaraderie and laughter. These moments of shared mirth not only strengthened their bonds but also provided a welcome respite from the intensity of their upcoming performance at the Arsalan Festival.
"Alright, everyone, enough of that," Coach Putra announced with a warm yet authoritative tone that commanded the attention of the room. "You've all mastered the choreography and script admirably. However, we haven't had the opportunity to practice in full costume yet. So today, we'll conduct a practical rehearsal," he declared with a contagious enthusiasm that left no room for doubt about the significance of the upcoming practice.
His words hung in the air, a call to action that resonated deeply with the performers. The mention of a "practical rehearsal" sent a wave of anticipation through the room, as they realized the gravity of this moment—the chance to bring their characters to life in the full splendor of their costumes.
Coach Putra continued, his unwavering dedication evident in his words. "I've also secured a spacious hall for our practice. And don't worry about any spectators; just imagine them as your future audience at the Arsalan Festival." His assurance alleviated any lingering concerns about performing in front of an audience. "Remember, this is an opportunity to shine, as there may be potential directors or agencies in attendance. Treat this as a valuable rehearsal, and the better you perform, the better the final result."
His guidance was clear: the performance wasn't just about showcasing their talent but also a chance to make a lasting impression on potential industry professionals. Coach Putra's words carried the weight of responsibility and ambition, motivating each student to rise to the occasion.
"Now, are you all ready?" Coach Putra inquired, his tone firm, locking eyes with each performer in turn.
The students took deep, calming breaths, using the moment to center themselves and shed any lingering self-consciousness. As Coach Putra's words resonated within them, their determination solidified, and they nodded in unison, acknowledging the gravity of the upcoming rehearsal.
"Good. Let's head to the hall and commence our final rehearsal," Viona declared with a sense of purpose a few minutes later. She took the lead, guiding her fellow performers towards the school's spacious auditorium, which had been secured for a five-hour practice session.
Upon their arrival at the grand auditorium, the students seamlessly transitioned into their designated positions, a well-rehearsed ballet of anticipation and readiness. Those actors who had yet to make their on-stage entrance patiently awaited their cues backstage, their costumes and makeup now bathed in the dim, backstage lighting.
Meanwhile, Coach Putra, the narrator, and the dedicated technical crew, each with their specific roles and responsibilities, gathered below the stage. They were a tight-knit team, their years of collaboration evident in their synchronized preparations. With precision and dedication, the crew diligently set up their equipment on individual workstations, ensuring that every detail was attended to with utmost care.
As the first scene's opening drew near, the stage began to stir with life under the expert guidance of the technical crew. The transformation was a sight to behold, as the backdrop morphed into an enchanting depiction of an ancient street, perfectly complementing the characters' period attire. It was a visual marvel that left the audience in awe, a testament to the meticulous planning and technical prowess behind the scenes. With a mere swipe of their screens, the technical crew conjured the desired visual effects, each gesture a stroke on the canvas of the theatrical experience.
In the audience, a group of students who had chosen to remain at school instead of departing for the day eagerly took their seats in the empty chairs. Their anticipation was palpable, their faces lit with curiosity and excitement as they eagerly awaited the unfolding spectacle. It was a testament to the intrigue and enthusiasm Viona's class had generated, a testament to the magic that awaited them on the grand stage.
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