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Billy’s first experience of boxing ballet

Jamie and Stuart both ate with gusto and even praised the pot of ‘Lakeside Lamb’ for how delicious it was!

Claire couldn’t help but said: “Well, when we return to London, I’ll treat you to authentic Chinese and Southeast Asian food~ My mother also owns a restaurant!” ”

Okay! Okay!” Jamie and Stuart said repeatedly nod.

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In the afternoon, there is a boxing gym, or ballet show.

Claire was a little eager to try it out, so the makeup artist put him into a tight white tank top and black sports shorts. Revealing lean and smooth arm muscles and slender calf muscle lines.

The vest matched by the costume designer was tight, and Claire’s abdominal muscles were vaguely outlined.

Claire’s medium-length black curly hair before coming to London was cut into a refreshing short prickly hair in order to better fit the character. The hair color was also dyed dark blonde.

"Action! "The director shouted, start shooting!

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[Day·Interior·Boxing Gym]

Coach George walks towards the boys in the boxing ring.

Billy, who was late, ran out of breath, put down his bag and started to change clothes.

George shouted to the stage: “Okay, boys. Come and listen.” He jumped over the rope, stepped into the field, and continued: “Stop for a moment.”

George pointed to the other side of the hall: “Because they put It’s used as a canteen for the striking miners below…”

Billy stopped and turned to look in the direction he pointed.

Next to a small door opposite, several girls in tutus were helping the piano master, Mr. Braith Waite, to pull the piano with a trolley.

Boxing coach George said: “…I’m going to let Mrs. Wilkinson…”

Billy walked to the ring, turned around and sat down.

George said and gestured to the boys: “…use one end of the boxing gym for ballet classes.” He paused, looked at them one by one and said, “So, don’t be naughty. Do you understand?” “Listen

. Got it.” The boys replied in unison.

Only then did George condescendingly scold Billy: “Elliot, you’re late…change your clothes and come up here.” …The

camera lens changed .

On the other side of the hall, Mr. Braithwaite was standing in front of the piano making preparations. While working, the girls sat on the floor nearby, talking and laughing.

Billy’s father stood on the balcony, looking through the fence, rubbing his hands together, eager to try.

“Okay, boys. Come on, show off what you’ve learned.”

Billy stood in the corner of the ring, holding the rope tightly.

“First round.” The coach gave the command and stepped forward.

Greaves, who was also a boxing student, stared at Billy intently and slowly raised his fists.

George stood at the corner of the stage, looking at Billy.

Billy took a few steps forward and stopped to look at his opponent.

George couldn’t help but say: “Hey, don’t just stand there, Elliot!”

Billy shook his fists quickly. Greaves frowned, showing dissatisfaction.

Then, Billy “danced”, leaning on the rope on his back, bouncing and flipping…

George shouted: “Oh no, don’t do this again. This is one-on-one fighting, not fucking Cabaret!”

Greaves dropped his arms dismissively. Billy tumbled on his back and ran past George.

“What are you doing, man?” George stepped back and leaned on the rope. He turned to Greaves: “Hit him!”

On the other side of the hall,

Debbie stood among the girls with her arms folded, laughing at Billy’s funny look.

“Greaves, he’s just wandering around. Come on, start quickly and give him a good beating. He acts like a bitch.” As soon as he

finished speaking, his father’s shout came from the balcony: “Billy, hit him!”

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Billy quickly looked back at his father. The father made a punch gesture outside the fence. When Billy turned around, Greaves’s punch was already in front of him.

He was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

George: “Jesus, Billy Elliot… you’re disgracing these gloves. Your dad is a veteran in the boxing world. You owe us 50 pennies.” Billy lay on his back, breathing heavily.

Outside the fence, my father pulled his hair with both hands in frustration. Billy was still lying on the ground staring ahead.

The coach said: “Billy…sandbag.”

Billy was beating the sandbag hard.

George climbed over the ropes and jumped out of the ring. Billy saw the coach coming over and pushed the sandbag towards him. George hugged him and said, “Don’t leave until you get it right.” Then he pushed the sandbag back to Billy.

Billy grabbed the sandbag and muttered: “Damn it.”

Then, George took out a bunch of keys from his coat pocket and threw them to Billy: “After you practice, give them to Mrs. Wilkinson and her dance class. .See you next week.” After saying that, he turned and left.

…(leaving Billy to practice alone on the court)

Mrs. Wilkinson’s voice-over: “Okay, girls. Put your left hands on the bar.”

(Parallel shot comparison) Billy straightened his helmet glumly, Push the sandbag aside.

Mrs. Wilkinson said: “Thank you, Mr. Braithwaite for playing!”

(parallel shot comparison) Billy pushes the dangling sandbag.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “And…”

Looking across the lob and the partition, Mr. Braithwaite was sitting in front of the piano. Mrs. Wilkinson was standing next to him holding a cigarette in her hand, and said to the girls: ” …Beautiful arms.” She glanced to the left, took a puff of cigarette, then lowered her head to read the newspaper: “Press deeper.”

(Parallel shot comparison) Billy grabbed the sandbag and stared at it.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “Lift up. Find the feeling of the music. Experience it.”

(Parallel shot comparison) Billy’s body swayed back and forth with the swinging sandbag.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “Keep up the pace, Debbie. One, two, three, four… five, six, seven, eight.”

(Parallel shot comparison) Billy “dances” around the punching bag.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “Stay still. Hold on.”

(parallel shot comparison) Billy stares straight ahead.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “Hold yourself up. Don’t look at me, look forward. Where did your confidence go? Come on.”

(Parallel shot comparison) Billy releases the sandbag.

…

This is the first time Billy comes into contact with ballet in the movie, and the entire venue is dramatically divided into a boxing ring and a ballet ring. On one side is a boxing ring full of male hormones, and on the other side are girls standing on tiptoes, dancing lightly, and spinning gracefully.

Billy was fascinated. He was in the Cao camp and his heart was in the Han Dynasty. Mrs. Wilkinson directed the ballerinas as if directing his movements.

Billy moved closer to that side as if possessed.

…

Billy came towards them, watching carefully.

Mrs. Wilkinson came over, turned her back to Billy, and clicked the lighter.

Billy approached her and raised the key: “Miss…Miss, key.”

Mrs. Wilkinson lit her cigarette and said without looking back, “Not now.” She turned to the luthier: “That’s right, Brace. Mr. Waite, ‘The sun will rise tomorrow’…the chances are slim.” He walked away.

Debbie and the girls were practicing with their hands on the barre. Billy walked up to the barre and rested his hands on it.

Mrs. Wilkinson faced the girls: “Arm exercises, forward, raise.”

Debbie turned to Billy: “Why don’t you practice together?”

Mrs. Wilkinson stopped and looked at them: “Arms forward. , lift up.”

“No.” Billy chose to watch. He still couldn’t keep his face down.

Mrs. Wilkinson: “Arms forward and up. Hold still.”

…

The camera pans from the girls’ feet in white dance shoes to Billy’s blue boxing boots–and finally, he too The girls jumped up!