The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Chapter 38 Who do you want to worship as your master?

At this moment, Gu Fu felt that the fixed pattern of music that he had always believed in was all wrong.

The footsteps are a little vain.

Trembling, he supported the edge of the table, and managed to stabilize his body.

Jiang Nan stopped after knocking a few paragraphs, and raised his eyes.

Looking at Gu Fu with raised eyebrows.

"Whoever said that ancient music can only use ancient instruments, who said that the style of ancient dance must be the softness of misty rain and boating."

Gu Fuli moved his lips, feeling that the words in his throat were blocked by something.

Something in the mind is constantly shattering.

And constantly reorganized.

The blood in the whole body is boiling.

"I seem to understand." Gu Fu shook his fingers, pinched his fingertips so hard that they turned white, then let go after a few seconds, and let out a breath slowly.

Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The girl put the drum stick back in place, put one hand in her pocket, stood up, and lazily spread it out on the chair again.

Gu Fu picked up the pen, and picked up the pen to write and draw on the blank paper.

After writing a few strokes, his movements suddenly stopped.

A trace of confusion flashed across Lengser's eyebrows, and he looked at Jiang Nan, "Do you really not understand choreography?"

do not know why--

Although Jiang Nan didn't mention the word "choreography", he always had a feeling that Jiang Nan knew choreography.

He even knows how to choreograph.

Otherwise, how could Jiang Nan easily discover the plight and blind spot that he has been neglecting all along.

"Choreographer?" Jiang Nan pulled out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, slowly raised his eyes, and replied, "It's okay."

Gu Fu: "..."

good?

***

Gu Fu overthrew the original choreography and re-arranged it.

Fortunately, there was already a vigorous inspiration in his mind, so Gu Fu simply divided the song into several parts and arranged it into a drama dance.

By nine o'clock in the evening, the first part was finally arranged.

Gu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, locked the door, and walked out of the rehearsal room.

After walking a few steps, he met Song He who was smoking at the corner.

"Oh, isn't this Gu Fu who is interested in helping the poor?" Song He's brows and eyes were smudged with a bit of meanness.

Gu Fu frowned, his profile tensed, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song He pinched the cigarette butt, blew a puff of smoke straight at Gu Fu, and spread his hands indifferently.

Arrogant attitude.

Gu Fu was caught off guard by the smoke, bent down, covered his mouth and coughed violently.

Song He smiled, turned around and left.

Before leaving, he said lazily: "By the way, the Xituan is looking for you."

***

Xi Die was flipping through the resumes of Gu Fu and Song He.

Among the newcomers of the w choreography group, the ability is roughly the same.

However, if there is a ranking that must be scored, it is undoubtedly that Gu Fu and Song He have the strongest comprehensive strength, and the others are slightly inferior.

In order to keep the fresh blood flowing, the director of the w choreographer changes every three years.

And this year she is about to retire completely.

A thought flashed in Xi Die's eyes, she wanted to cultivate a successor among Gu Fu and Song He.

Gu Fu is seldom talkative, has a dull temper, and has a steady choreography style.

is an advantage.

It is also a disadvantage.

As for Song He, he is good at socializing, and his choreography is also like him, he is used to slanting his sword.

These two people have their own strengths and weaknesses.

Xi Die couldn't decide to pay attention.

Just as he was struggling, Gu Fu knocked on the door and came in, very politely, as usual, he said little, "Secretary, are you looking for me?"

Xi Die quietly pressed her resume at the bottom of a stack of documents, raised her head, and smiled kindly, "Well, it's actually nothing, just want to ask Jiang Nan's group how it feels?"

Gu Fu moved his hands hanging by his side, sincerely, "It's pretty good."

"Just do it." Xi Die looked at Gu Fu and said, "The strength of Jiang Nan's group is a little bit different from that of Xu Shuyao's, just try your best."

I don't know which sentence of Xi Die hit Gu Fu.

There were little ripples in Gu Fu's deep and deep eyes, and he disagreed: "I think they are pretty good, and their strength is not inferior to others."

Xi Die pursed her lips and smiled.

No conversation.

After all, saying no is meaningless.

"There is one more thing I would like to ask the clerk." Gu Fu's eyes were tinged with a layer of solemnity, he raised his head, and said in a serious tone, "If you want to apprentice, what do you need to prepare?"

"A teacher?" Xi Die was stunned for a moment, "Do you have a master you want to worship?"

The w choreographer does not limit the members of the choreographer to apprentice.

Even bold encouragement.

After all, in the dance circle, in order to become a top choreographer, talent is important, and it is equally important to have a master with excellent skills and a pivotal position in the choreography circle.

Matchmaking.

This means that many detours can be avoided, and even the top of the pyramid can be rushed directly.

Xi Die was sure that Song He's insistence on taking Xu Shuyao's group was because he valued Xu Shuyao's connections.

"I'll tell you when she agrees to take me in." Gu Fu didn't say his name.

Seeing Gu Fu's serious look, Xi Die became inexplicably expectant, and focused on the details of the apprenticeship ceremony.

Gu Fu used the memo on his mobile phone to write down one by one, "Thank you, the Presidium. If there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Okay, let's go."

Xi Die smiled when she heard the door closing.

Unexpectedly, Menhulu also wanted to be a teacher.

just.

Recently, Gu Fu has been staying at Idol 101 Base, and has never gone out.

What master can I know?

***

Early the next morning.

Gu Fu hasn't started rehearsing yet.

Director Chen suddenly came to the rehearsal room of Jiang Nan's group in person.

"Due to physical reasons, Tang Lengyu will not participate in your performance."

After Director Chen finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Nan.

Guiltyly swallowed his saliva again.

As long as there are many people, there will be disputes.

Director Chen knew long ago that this show would not be so close to everyone that he would wear a pair of pants.

But I didn't expect the tearing to come so fast.

At first, Tang Lengyu shook his hands and refused to arrange the music, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

It was unexpectedly revealed that Jiang Nan is a master arranger.

After the matter was finally settled, Tang Lengyu approached him directly and said that he would not participate in the performance.

Jiang Nan's group was originally small, but now without Tang Lengyu, there are only six people left.

Compared with Xu Shuyao's team of eleven people, the team composed of six people was much shorter in momentum.

After listening to Director Chen's words, Jiang Nan gave a faint "hmm" and his reaction was flat.

Everyone else was a little silent.

But the anger above the violent imagination did not exist.

Director Chen scratched his hair weirdly, thinking about the promotion of the first performance, he didn't talk nonsense, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

***

After all, it was the first public performance, and Director Chen's publicity this time was huge.

With a lot of money and wealth, I wrapped up a few billboards of the imperial capital.

Jiang's mother, Sun Gulan, invited several wealthy wives to go shopping together.

When leaving the mall, the billboards in front of the building just started to rotate.

On the billboard, Jiang Nan's eye-catching face was suddenly exposed to the air.

"Hey, Mrs. Jiang, this person looks like the eldest daughter of your family." The speaker covered his mouth in surprise, and looked at Sun Gulan with disbelief.

What the wealthy lady looks down on the most is the actors in the entertainment industry.

I don't think they can get on the stage.

Of course Liang Jingzhi was an exception.

It's just how many Liang Jingzhis there are in the world.

"No." Sun Gulan had a strong personality, but felt that Jiang Nan made her unable to hold her head up, so she subconsciously denied it.

The wealthy ladies all knew Sun Gulan's temperament, they looked at each other and smiled calmly.

Sun Gulan was stared at by everyone, and lost interest in shopping.

Randomly made an excuse to leave.

The Jiang family's driver was waiting on the side of the road.

Sun Gulan got into the car, and Jiang Nan's unscrupulous face flashed in her mind again, her slightly frowned brows were filled with irritability, and she said in a deep voice:

"Go to idol 101 base."

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