Tian Tuan aspirations [entertainment circle]

The celebration performance of the National University will be held in January.

Although there are still dozens of days until now, everyone knows that there is not enough time left for them to prepare.

Their troupe undertook most of the school celebration performances, including their own original repertoire, which they wrote and composed for the first time.

This is their debut stage, in order to ensure that there is nothing wrong with the performance, so the audience has to put in thousands of times of effort.

As the show time draws closer, everyone is in a state of total commitment, wanting to be as perfect as possible.

Strict training and high standard requirements make the advantages of each of them gradually approach to perfection.

At the same time, some members are not so good at the short board, and the gap with others is getting bigger and bigger...

"Bo Xi, please stop." Wu Hua stopped Bao Xi for the eighth time just over an hour into the afternoon training, "You rushed to shoot that part just now."

"Sorry..." Panting, Bao Xi stopped, gritted her teeth, pressed her lower lip tightly, and said again, "Sorry."

After joining the team and starting daily training with them, Bo Xicai clearly realized:

We are one.

During the group stage rehearsal, the team leader Wu Hua's focus has always been on the overall effect and teamwork.

No matter who in the team saves mistakes, the whole team will accompany him to start over and over again.Wu Hua's standards are frighteningly strict. If she fails to meet the requirements, she has to start over and over again.

In the practice room, it is common to work overtime and stay up late.At the end of each training session, everyone was exhausted and looked dying.

Looking at the whole rehearsal process, Bo Xi must have been delayed the most.Obviously in the whole team, he has the least personal link, but he still makes mistakes over and over again during training.

"Ah? Do you want to do it all over again?" A Miao wiped the sweat off her face and complained, "I have danced dozens of times. This movement, even if I close my eyes, can't make mistakes. Can I do it?" Take a break?"

"The training has only started for an hour, and you want to rest again?" Wu Hua looked at him helplessly, and comforted him, "Persist for a while, and rest after everyone finishes dancing."

Those who are familiar with Wu Hua know that the "for a while" in this flower's mouth is always fascinating.

After persisting in this way, it took another hour before he reluctantly agreed to let everyone take a break for 10 minutes.

But even if the others were resting, Wu Hua didn't stay idle, Gogou pointed to wake up Bo Xi, and helped him sort out the details of this afternoon's practice from the beginning.

"Actually, your body coordination is not bad, but the foundation is too weak. Many dance moves have not been systematically trained, such as this side wave." Wu Hua took him to stand in front of the mirror, and made a wave with the slowest movement. "You are like me, move your shoulders first, then go down to your chest... Yes, that's it."

"Is that so?" Bo Xi connected all the movements together, and finally made a wave with some feeling.

"That's right, let's get a little more sense of balance." Wu Hua went around to the back, guiding him with his movements.

After correcting his movements, he looked in the mirror again and saw a face that hesitated to speak.

"What?" Wu Hua asked.

"Actually...it's okay if I don't go, right?" Bo Xi murmured.

"What?" Wu Hua didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

"It's nothing, I'll practice hard." Bo Xi forced a smile, "Thank you Captain, you've worked hard!"

"It should be, don't be so polite." Wu Hua patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, smiled at Bao Xi, and then walked towards Haw and the others.

Haw and A Miao sat there cross-legged, chatting casually.

A Miao: "Is it my illusion? Why have we trained a lot recently, but the efficiency is very low."

Haw: "No, our training progress is really slow. I'm afraid that at this speed, we won't even finish our rehearsals until the day we're going to take the stage."

"Ah..." Ah Miao bent her knees with her legs crossed, holding a water glass with a worried expression on her face, "I'm so anxious. The training is so slow every day, when can we go to the stage for rehearsal?"

"You two..." Viggo listened to their conversation and wanted them to be careful, but he didn't know how to speak.

That's right, their team's training speed is indeed very slow now, even much slower than when they hadn't graduated.

The reason for the low efficiency is actually very obvious, because Bo Xi's foundation is too weak, and almost every movement takes a lot of time.

Although Bo Xi and Nan Zhe both joined the team later, Nan Zhe obviously has a better understanding of the boy group, and also knows what professional terms like 'wave' and 'floor action' refer to.

But Bo Xi is completely blank. Many of the things they learned at the age of twelve or thirteen need to be taught again, and the speed is of course slow.

Vigo knew the reason, and faced with the slow practice progress, he was naturally very anxious.

Ke Weiguo tried not to express his emotions, but would comfort Bo Xi instead.As a result of this situation, the pressure on Bo Xi must be even greater.

At the beginning, when he decided to accept Bo Xi, he should have thought of this consequence.

In the past few months, I really felt Bo Xi's hard work and received a lot of care. How could it be possible for him to bear all the responsibilities at this time.

Vigo was thinking sadly. Nan Zhe, who had been sitting quietly beside him, suddenly said lightly, "My brother practiced too slowly."

"Uh..." Viggo was dumbfounded.

A Miao was a little embarrassed, and quickly waved her hands, "That's not what I meant!"

"Is there anything you can't say?" Nan Zhe turned to stare at them with an indifferent expression on his face, and said calmly, "His foundation is very weak, and he doesn't even have a half-knowledge of this business. He doesn't know anything at all. All conceptual All problems need to be explained, if this continues, the progress will definitely be seriously affected.”

"Nan Zhe..." Wu Hua came over, and stopped him in surprise.

As captain, he thought he knew his players well.

The two cubs, Haw and A Miao, are rather self-willed. Faced with this situation, they must have some criticisms.

He even thought about how to coax them.

Unexpectedly, Nan Zhe was the first to break the status quo.

With a sickly and pale face, he stood up slowly, and said to Bo Xi indifferently with almost cruel coldness, "Leave early if you think it's not possible, don't delay everyone."

"Uh, that..." Viggo rubbed his hair in embarrassment, licked his lower lip helplessly, as if thinking about how to break the embarrassing situation.

Bo Xi stood there in a daze, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Nan Zhe, did you misunderstand, we didn't mean to blame him." Haw thought it was his own words just now, which made him unhappy, and quickly explained, "I'm just worried about the progress of the training, and I think everyone's speed should be faster, I didn't intend to let Bo Xige leave."

"I know, but is there something wrong with what I said?" Nan Zhe didn't hold back at all, and stared straight at Bao Xi, "You have been excellent since you were a child, and you have a strong learning ability, and you have been praised by everyone. So, now you just Feeling unbearable after a little bit of a gap that is not even considered a setback?"

Bo Xi didn't say a word, which was acquiescence to Nan Zhe's statement.

He was indeed completely hit by the gap in front of him.

"If you want to give up, you should tell everyone earlier, lest they keep trying to pull you up in vain." Nan Zhe narrowed his eyes, with a mocking expression, "Look, what kind of expression is that on your face?"

The practice room was silent for a long time, except for their brother, everyone racked their brains to break the silence.

In the end, it was Bo Xi who made a sound, breaking the dead silence.

"It's...it's really hard for me to accept this gap. I almost gave up several times." Bo Xi said with a distressed expression, "I don't want to keep dragging you down. But I've worked hard, and I'm afraid that even if I work hard In the end, it still couldn’t be done.”

"You're so stupid." Nan Zhe crumpled a ball of paper and threw it over, lightly and without strength.He raised his voice and shouted, "Be sober! There is nothing impossible in this world. Since hard work doesn't work, go all out!"

Ah Miao asked weakly, "What if it's still not enough?"

Nan Zhe gave him a sideways look, and said cruelly, "You're such a waste, you might as well die."