Everyone in the entertainment industry is falling apart, except me

Zhang Qichi watched the choreographer's version of clinch with his iPad and became familiar with Tu Qianqian's movements.

"stand up."

Zhang Qichi looked at Tu Qianqian who was lying on the ground like a dead fish.

"If you want to master all these dances by tomorrow night, you have to listen to me."

Tu Qianqian, who was lying on the ground, glanced at him weakly, closed his eyes and got up resigned to his fate.

Zhang Qichi first asked her to dance once, and found that apart from the imperfect movements, she had memorized the movements and the timing was quite accurate, which showed that she had a good sense of dancing.

As an ordinary person who has never learned dance, Tu Qianqian must be enough.

But she has to start preparing for the stage tomorrow. She cannot just be skilled. For this kind of collaborative stage, she is most afraid that her partner will not be in tune.

Zhang Qichi led the dance in front, holding hands and making every move for Tu Qianqian.

When school was almost over, Tu Qianqian looked at his watch and said tiredly: "It's one o'clock in the morning, and all the students next door are asleep."

Even if she could endure it and drink the psychoactive potion as water, her physical fatigue would not change.

Her arms and legs protested too.

"I can't dance with my face swollen and staying up all night."

Zhang Qichi: "It's okay. As an idol, I have many good ways to eliminate edema."

"Now that you have mastered the movements, you have to start working on the details. You don't want to be whipped repeatedly in the editing area after tomorrow's stage."

Tu Qianqian lowered his head and sighed. She would rather go to the haunted area of ​​Bizhan than die suddenly here.

But Zhang Qichi was kind-hearted and left the pillows and quilts alone, so he could teach himself here for free.

Practice, as long as you can't practice to death, practice to death.

"You're a little unstable at your core."

What is the core?

"The forearms are swung too high. Where are your legs? You can't just use your hands."

"You need to turn your hips here, not push your hips, just turn around, right."

Zhang Qichi showed up to teach, turned around, shook his shoulders, and pushed out, all manually at 0.5 slow speed, allowing Tu Qianqian to see clearly.

At the end of the practice, Tu Qianqian stood behind Zhang Qichi and felt that her feet were floating. She worked hard and corrected the insufficient moves in the dance one by one.

Zhang Qichi glanced at the choreographer's version of the dance: "For the formal stage, you definitely can't do as many moves as in the choreography. Firstly, it's because you're not strong enough."

Tu Qianqian pressed the bridge of his nose and sighed.

Zhang Qichi twitched the corners of his lips.

"Secondly, the students on the stage tomorrow will be on the mic. Even if there is pad sound, they will hold back their movements in order to successfully complete the stage."

"The specifics will depend on the results of tomorrow's rehearsal."

Zhang Qichi looked at his phone, 4:09, "Go back and rest."

As if Tu Qianqian had been pardoned, he ran out using both hands and feet, fearing that Zhang Qichi would regret it.

Being pressed for time, Tu Qianqian took a nap in the lounge arranged by the staff in advance.

In fact, I didn’t sleep for long. I was woken up by my cell phone alarm at 8:00.

Tu Qianqian tugged on the blanket on his body, raised a slit in his eyelids, stretched out his hand to get his cell phone, and suddenly the program team's WeChat Aite appeared.

【Starlight Journey Guest Group】

6:30

Tang Xiao’s agent: We Xiaoxiao practiced too late yesterday. We couldn’t lift our arms and legs this morning. Director, please relax a bit.

The managers of several other artists were also coordinating. Tu Qianqian opened his eyes and saw his manager inside.

Song Rui: Same as above.

Very good, it's Sister Song's style, don't offend anyone, just say less.

Then there is Zhang Qichi’s WeChat.

"The rehearsal time has been changed to one o'clock in the afternoon. You can sleep a little longer. I will call you at eleven o'clock."

Tu Qianqian put down his phone, closed his eyes, and passed away.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sat up.

She suspected that she had seen it wrong: "Damn it, Zhang Qichi is an eagle, how can he endure it like this?"

Suppose he went to bed at four o'clock in the morning, and now he is struggling to get up at eight o'clock in the morning. At 6:30 in the morning, he is still in the mood to discuss with the director in the group what time is more appropriate.

Tu Qianqian also has psychoactive potions, brother, you rely solely on your physical fitness to get ahead!

Awesome!

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Drop drop-

The WeChat phone rang. Looking at Zhang Qichi's name on the screen, Tu Qianqian opened the phone: "Is it time?"

"Well, let's get up and eat first after washing up." Zhang Qichi said: "After eating, you can join us first, and then we have to go to the TV station for a dress rehearsal."

"it is good!"

After washing up, Tu Qianqian's lounge door was knocked, "Come in."

Zhong Xubai came in with clothes and looked at Tu Qianqian who had finished washing, and was stunned.

Only after working with this ancestor did I realize how difficult it is to deal with a qualified sleepwalker.

"The sun came out in the west today?" Zhong Xubai put the clothes on the clothes ironing machine and started ironing, wondering: "You practiced from four o'clock yesterday afternoon to early this morning. I thought you had to sleep for a long time."

Tu Qianqian:……. She didn't want to either. She originally only wanted to practice until after nine or ten o'clock, but she happened to meet a roll king.

"I'm telling you, these guys are so good at talking nonsense." Zhong Xubai lowered his voice and complained: "Especially Tang Xiao's manager, what do you think Tang Xiao has been training for too long and is tired? Do you think everyone is a fool? ? Group C was the first to leave yesterday."

"She just thought she could leave. She left early because she had confidence in herself. There are two people in Group C who are both professional dancers." Zhong Xubai curled his lips: "Look, there is a lot of fun on the stage today. "

In fact, there is no need for Zhong Xubai to say that Zhao Qingjian and Tang Xiao will complain on their own.

Artists like Tu Qianqian also have a group. From yesterday to now, there have been quarrels in the group.

Specifically referring to Zhao Qingjian and Tang Xiao, but just now they united their front and fired at Qi Yuesheng.

"Qi Yuesheng: In fact, we can obviously do a good job. There is no need to keep arguing in the group and let others laugh."

Tu Qianqian:…….

Shi Yuning:…….

From the beginning to the end, they didn't make any comments. There were only five people in this group. Girl, who are you talking about?

Zhao Qing simply sent her a WeChat message, "I said she is definitely going to cause trouble for you. Shut up and watch me stir up "tea"."

Tu Qianqian "Okay"

"Sister, you are right, so are you talking about Tu Qianqian or Shi Yuning?"

Is this... so direct?

In the deathly silence, Zhao Qingjian's words were simply a killer.

Tu Qianqian looked at the opposite person without speaking for several minutes, and knew that unless the topic was changed, she would probably not speak in the group again.

Tang Xiao on the other end of the phone was also laughing wildly, smiling and looking at Qi Yuesheng's profile picture with disdain, a gardenia flower fluttering in the wind.

It's none of her business, she always pops up to show her presence.

After washing up, I ate the lunch that Zhong Xubai brought, a lunch box of grass, and looked at what they were, carrot sashimi, cucumber sashimi, tomato sashimi, blanched broccoli, half purple potato, half corn, a bowl Pumpkin porridge.

and a small bowl of shrimp.

Tu Qianqian, who hasn’t eaten anything since yesterday: Are you feeding rabbits?

Then, he ate it with relish.

Really fragrant!

After eating, we got into the car prepared by the program team. An hour later, we arrived at the recording site of Starlight Journey.

Jin Jiuan and the others did not record the treatment of the guests. They arrived at the scene at 7:00 and have been rehearsing until now.

"There was a moving diagram posted in the practice room before, and the stage space here is larger than the practice room."

Zhang Qi walked over slowly and looked at her: "You have to rehearse several times."

"Rehearsals are all done, right?" Tu Qianqian pressed his temples with a headache. She was not Zhang Qichi. She had a great reputation and background. If she opened her mouth and said a word, the people below her would break their legs.

Zhang Qichi smiled and shook his head. He didn't think some people would rehearse honestly several times.