The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

perfect!

The director was overjoyed, and from the corner of the eye, he saw Han Lan stuffing a small cake into his mouth, and now he didn't know how many cakes he stuffed, his cheeks were bulging like a toad.

""

Nima, is the starving ghost reincarnated?

He Jun keenly noticed that the camera lens was turning around, and quickly nudged Han Lan with his elbow.

Han Lan stared, knowing that the character set she had built up with great difficulty was about to collapse, so she didn't dare to stuff anything into her mouth, and started chewing quickly.It's not too late to remedy the situation!

But the cake was too dry to swallow!

He Jun on the side hurriedly handed him a glass of drink, Han Lan took it and looked at the sealed plastic film, and poked it down with a quick two-finger Zen, and then pulled it violently, and the whole plastic film was lifted up .

"Grumpy"

Raise your glass and drink it all!

Ah, cool!

Then, under the dumbfoundedness of the cameraman and the director, he returned to his obedient appearance, and sat there quietly.

He Jun was stunned, and passed the straw over in a daze.

Smiling, Han Lan took the straw and inserted it into the paper cup that he had opened the lid of, sucking in the air in small mouthfuls, with an intoxicated look on her face: "Wow, it's so sweet and delicious!"

I thought: They will cut the previous clips, right?After all, it is related to the image of the entire program group

Chapter 0013 Learning to dance, the wind blows

Han Lan was finally invited to the "repentant chair".

The narrow space, the lonely chair, and the fill light on the face in front of him are very similar to sitting in the torture room before.

Of course, the conditions are much better.

Han Lan instinctively showed a natural smile, which was more natural and real than he had ever been before, making it hard to doubt every word he said.

"Han Lan, why did you suddenly change your outfit?"

Han Lan's fabricated false information was interrupted, and he came back to his senses.This isn't a torture room, this is a personal interview interspersed between taped shows.no enemies.

Looking at the director's incomparably sincere eyes, Han Lan said frankly: "During the lunch break, my agent called me and said that my stage debut performance was too shocking, so let me restrain myself."

"She wanted me to be cute and cute, so I asked He Jun for help. He gave me a lot of useful advice, and that's it."

The staff smiled unkindly.

Han Lan sighed, knowing that her personality had collapsed, she was a little tired: "I know that I may be different from other trainees. They are the kind of standard children from other people's families. I also want to be popular like them. I don't want to disappoint my agent and my fans, oh, I should have no fans."

"How should I put it? Now I find that even if I put on the same clothes, the same hairstyle, and the same makeup as them, even if my words and deeds are trying to get closer to them, there are some things that are engraved in my bones that cannot be changed. "

He took off the wig on his head and laughed at himself: "Win the monkey and get the crown."

"Sorry, I made a lot of jokes."

After returning to the practice room, Han Lan seemed to be quite normal.It may also be a broken jar, and since the performance is not good, I simply don't act.

After a while, the dance instructor Xiao Yuchen came.

Xiao Yuchen changed into a maroon sports outfit, which didn't reveal her long legs, but her figure and appearance were still eye-catching.

"Hello teacher!"

The applause and cheers erupted in the training room were several times warmer than when Qin Shaorong came. I don't know how he will feel when he sees this scene after the show is broadcast.

"Hi everyone, Brother Rong told you about the performance next week, right?"

"I said it!"

"Okay, then let's start teaching. If you have any questions during dance practice, please ask me in time."

"it is good!"

"Let me ask first, have you ever practiced basic skills?"

Basic dance skills are a compulsory course for trainees. Everyone has practiced for many years in their respective companies, so of course they have learned it.

So in the camera, the trainees are nodding their heads confidently, smiling brightly, eager to express themselves.Only Han Lan froze there, shaking her head in embarrassment.

The previous memory of this body was a little fuzzy and chaotic, and after lying on the bed for five years, the basic skills were also crippled.As for himself, martial arts is fine, but dancing is fine.

Xiao Yuchen obviously didn't expect that there would be trainees who didn't know the basic skills, but he was relieved after recognizing Han Lan.

I have only practiced for two and a half weeks before I came to participate in the show, and it is normal that I have not practiced basic skills.

"You come up here." Xiao Yuchen beckoned him to stand in the first row.

"If you don't have a good dance foundation, stand in the first row, and you can see clearly later." The trainee next to me reminded.

"Oh."

Han Lan stood in the first row with a smile, smiling heartily.

Seeing that his smile seemed to be infected, Xiao Yuchen greeted him jokingly, "It's a lot whiter."

"A little more powder."

Xiao Yuchen was amused, to answer so frankly in front of the camera?Shaking his head helplessly, he turned around and started class.

Under her leadership, the trainees began to practice the dance of ai and ai one by one.

It sounds difficult to learn the dance of a song from scratch, but it is relatively easy for trainees who have a foundation in dance, because many movements are actually similar, and the body can easily remember it even after keeping up.

Then, Xiao Yuchen heard the wind behind him.

She couldn't help but look back at Han Lan. Han Lan grinned and kept his posture. It could be seen that he was barely keeping up with the rhythm.

Xiao Yuchen turned his head and continued to lead the dance, "Continue, and then make a wave here"

"call"

Xiao Yuchen heard it very clearly this time, it was the sound of the gust of wind passing by, and even her hair was lifted up.

Looking at the serious-looking boy standing behind her in the mirror, she finally stopped again and turned around: "Han Lan, let me see if you make a wave alone."

"okay."