dance dance let me up

Du Ye put his hand on Deng Xiaodan's shoulder and looked into the room: "Do you know the origin of OG?"

Deng Xiaodan thought about it: "Pioneer? Veteran? Admirable person?"

Du Ye said: "Wrong, it is the eliminated who cannot adapt to the times."

Deng Xiaodan's expression changed, and then he thought deeply.

Du Ye added: "Do you know why Longlong retired from the national team?"

Deng Xiaodan thought about it: "Is he older?"

Du Ye said: "Yes, he is getting old, he can't adapt to the new era and was eliminated."

Deng Xiaodan's complexion changed, and then he suddenly became enlightened.

Du Ye also said: "The ones who are eliminated are those who don't adapt to this era, and young people are entering this era. If you look at our team, they are all young people. They have systematic education, solid basic skills, and a strong understanding of music. In-depth understanding, the peak period of physical fitness."

Du Ye looked at the young people in the conference room and said, "Brother Dan, the era of OG is in the past, and the future of hip-hop is at our feet."

"Yes, that's right."

Before Deng Xiaodan could make a statement, voices came from behind him. Du Ye turned his head and saw Milie standing behind him.

Behind him is Quan Yang.

Milie probably didn't know that Quanyang was behind him. When he heard Du Ye's words, his nostrils became thicker with excitement, and he said: "You are right, we all have a solid foundation, and the systematic education has given us a good understanding of music." In-depth understanding, at the peak of physical fitness, you can achieve a level that OGs can't imagine, they are the past tense, and we are the future tense!"

Du Ye looked at the excited Milie, and Quan Yang who was behind him smiling, and woke up his throat.

Say: "Don't repeat my summary, go by yourself."

Millie blushed.

Only then did Quan Yang sigh and say, "The times are progressing, and street dance is also progressing."

Milie turned his head and saw Quanyang, his face turned even redder with embarrassment.

Quan Yang put his shoulders on his shoulders with a smile, pushed him forward, and said, "Let's go, let's go in."

Once they get in, all the Quanyang team will be there.

The door of the conference room was closed, Quan Yang stood under the podium, in front of the conference table, and said with a smile: "Now everyone is in the same team, let's get to know each other, let me talk about myself first, I can do some choreography, Explosiveness is not bad, I can bear hardships and stand hard work with everyone, but Popping and Breaking are both my weaknesses, especially floor dancing, so please consider my strengths and weaknesses when choreographing. Will barely keep up."

"That's all, who will talk first."

Quan Yang's eyes fell on Du Ye's face, and he smiled at him.

Du Ye then said, "I am proficient in almost all kinds of dances, but I can't do floor dances for the time being. I will be in charge of everyone's choreography."

Everyone's eyes focused on Du Ye, and they looked at the boy carefully again.

They already knew that Quanyang had given the "rights" to Du Ye, and Du Ye was currently the only fighting dance master who remained in their team.

But when it comes to choreography, no one knows Du Ye's ability, and no one is sure whether he can do it. Therefore, under the suspicious eyes, the atmosphere is extraordinarily quiet.

Quan Yang raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but Du Ye had already turned his gaze to Du Xiaodan.

Deng Xiaodan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Deng Xiaodan, 20 years old, Zhenganwu, was pulled by this guy to form a team, of course he also likes the Quan team, haha..."

After Deng Xiaodan finished speaking, Li Yuhang was supposed to be the next person to speak, but Li Yuhang suddenly said, "Du Ye, I don't mean anything else? I want to know how your Daqiwu experience is?"

Du Ye looked at him, and said lightly: "I think so, it's useless to say anything now, why don't you dance, you win and let you choreograph."

Li Yuhang pursed his lips and remained silent.

The team members then introduce themselves.

Generally speaking, not many people left their team. Except for Zhou Zhou who left, there were two other people who had little influence. In other words, they were considered the original team.

Quan Yang did what he said and recruited all his players back.

Quan Yang waited for everyone to finish speaking, and then said: "Tomorrow night, the top 64 game will be recorded, and you should have obtained the competition system in advance.

In the intra-team challenge, the losing team needs to eliminate 3-4 players.

According to the requirements of the program group, I should be the one to help you form the team, but I think this matter should be done by you. Some of you have a good relationship, and some of you should have already formed a team in advance. I believe that trust will make you play better energy, so I don't interfere. "

"I set the theme "animals". You form a group of ten and form your own team."

The voice fell, and after a brief silence, someone got up and walked towards Li Yuhang.

At this moment, Du Ye and Li Yuhang were sitting on both sides of the conference room. When the people on Du Ye's side moved to Li Yuhang's side, Li Yuhang looked at Du Ye and smiled.

One, two, three... As if it had been negotiated in advance, Li Yuhang quickly gathered ten people around him, the two Bboys who made the big floor were all on his side, there were also lock dancers and shock dancers, including The two rare OGs in the team also chose Li Yuhang.

No one knew when Li Yuhang contacted the people and how he persuaded them.

But the results are in front of their eyes.

The people left for Du Ye are either jazz or hands-off, plus Deng Xiaodan and another shock dancer, Mi Lie and Du Ye two modern hip-hop dancers, and there is only one hip-hop dancer Tianyi and lock dancer Zhangqiu who are small floor dancers. The strength is not too strong.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that such a team can do choreography and choreography, but it is impossible to ignite the audience!

Li Yuhang smiled, he was sure of winning.

Hip-hop variety shows are all about visual effects. After all, the people watching are laymen. Most people may not even understand the beat. Only more intuitive and difficult movements can ignite them.

The program group needs "playable" teams to stay.

Engaging in plot and connotation may not be what the program group needs.

Unwanted dishes can only be eliminated in advance.

So when people on both sides looked at each other through the seats, and one side was fighting fiercely, Du Ye's side seemed much weaker.

Quan Yang stood in the middle, crossed his chest and picked his lips, and finally looked coldly at Li Yuhang's face.

He never thought that this would be the result. His starting point was definitely good, but he couldn't stand the sinister people. Someone was counting ahead of him, which led to the emergence of such a team with obvious strength.

But it's too late to say anything now, unless Du Ye asks him for justice, he can't change it overnight.

Quan Yang looked at Du Ye.

Du Ye didn't look at him, but just looked at the people in his team on his own, with a faint light in his eyes, thinking.

"That Du Ye..." Quan Yang called him, smiling.

Du Ye said, "Very good, I already have an idea."

Hearing this, Quan Yang couldn't say anymore, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Okay, that's it, I've already contacted the program team, and I have reserved two rehearsal rooms for you, and I will record the program at this time tomorrow night. You also only have 24 hours, the time is short and the task is heavy, everyone has worked hard."

Li Yuhang immediately called people to leave, and he left in a hurry, probably to grab the rehearsal room.

Quan Yang took a step behind and took a deep look at Du Ye. Seeing that Du Ye didn't look at him, and probably didn't need his help, he could only leave with a smile in the end.

The remaining ten people including Du Ye looked at each other in the conference room.

Gaga said: "When did the bastards enlist people? Did they look down on us sir? There is no letter at all?"

Deng Xiaodan said: "Then will you go to find you?"

Gaga snorted coldly: "Go to hell!"

Deng Xiaodan spread his hands: "That's it, you won't go anyway, why would he bother. It's like he didn't look for me, he knew that Du Ye and I were of the same mind, so there was no need to waste time on me."

Du Ye said indifferently: "He shocked dance and took away four. Not only was it unexpected, but it was also redundant."

Deng Xiaodan choked for a moment, and muttered angrily: "I used to call him a little egg, but now I get it, don't you cherish it?"

Du Ye: "..."

The branches of Jiajia's smile trembled wildly, and the others laughed too.

But after laughing, he couldn't help worrying.

The losing team has to eliminate four people, and someone has already evaluated in their hearts who will leave and who will stay.

Realizing that I am the weakest person in the team, I feel anxious. Even if I feel good and can stay, I also hold a sigh of relief in my heart, which is not a good feeling.

It's one thing to know that the type of dance is not very pleasing, but it's another thing to be disgusted in person.

After Gaga laughed, her face turned cold, she pushed back her broken hair, revealing her distinct facial features, and looked around: "Let's go to rehearsal, and no one is allowed to go back to the room until the last drop of sweat is finished dancing tonight." !"

The ten people dragged their feet out of the conference room, and then slowly entered the elevator. When they walked out of the hotel, it was already dark outside.

Under the dim streetlights, ten people formed a long line, only Jiajia walked in front with great momentum, and his swaying waist could be seen from a long distance away.

Deng Xiaodan stayed by Du Ye's side and said in a low voice, "Brother, when you came to me, you never said that the environment was so dangerous. This is surrounded by enemies."

Du Ye looked at him: "Why don't you go back?"

Deng Xiaodan rolled his eyes: "But that Li Yuhang is really not a thing. He even sneaked into a small group behind his back. He is really afraid of you."

Du Ye was surprised. Looking at him, he didn't expect the dog's mouth to spit out ivory. This made him feel like they were brothers back then.

Deng Xiaodan smiled: "Why are you surprised? Do you think I'm stupid? The Quan team gave you the rights, you fight and dance three times in a row, I don't know what strength you have? You will be targeted like this just because you are too good Yes, hahahaha! Brother, this kind of pediatrics is no problem for you, right? Just counterattack, right? Slapping the face, right? "

Du Ye thought about it and sighed: "The wood is better than the forest."

Deng Xiaodan giggled, and tacitly said: "The wind will destroy it."

Du Ye looked sideways: "So why are you so happy?"

Deng Xiaodan was stunned for a moment, and stopped laughing: "Is there really no way?"

Du Ye frowned: "I'm trying to find a way."

Deng Xiaodan looked up to the sky and screamed: "God, what evil did I do, why did you treat me like this~ah~ah~"

When we got to the rehearsal room, we realized that it was extremely lively.

The other captains used WeChat to contact them. These team members arrived here early, they didn't stop for a moment, but they came last.

The staff led them into the rehearsal room.

The rectangular hut is really not big, it can barely accommodate ten people to rehearse in it.

And the sound insulation here is very bad, there is no ceiling above the head, all the music is mixed together, and occasionally laughter can be heard in the distance.

After the door closed, Jia Jia asked everyone to sit around Du Ye.

Jiajia is the oldest here, the earliest to become famous, and very prestigious. Under his leadership, Du Ye won the right to be the chief choreographer without any hindrance.

Du Ye sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the others. He was the youngest of the group and the most childish. He looked around and said, "Let's start."

Someone said: "Huh? This is the beginning? Don't you say something?"

Du Ye was confused: "Say what?"

The man thought about it and said with a smile: "Talk about your philosophy, shout out slogans or something. We are young! We are strong! We are united! We will win!"

Du Ye was in awe: "Excuse me, besides dancing, what is your usual occupation?"

"What occupation are you talking about? I'm studying in college." The man suddenly said proudly, "I'm a propaganda committee member!"

Gaga held back her laughter and said softly, "Just say what you think, no matter what, I will support you."

Du Ye thought about it, stood up and said, "That's fine, let's listen to music."

"what?"

Du Ye took out his mobile phone and connected it to the stereo in the room, and said calmly, "It's already been chosen, let's listen to it first..."

How long has it been before you have chosen?

Would it be too hasty?

Deng Xiaodan felt uneasy, and stared at Du Ye until the music came from his ear, and he listened like everyone else.

But after two melodies, Deng Xiaodan's expression changed.

Turned black and weird.

Looking at the others, their expressions also changed.

Looking at each other in blank dismay, he hesitated to speak.

Gaga held her heart and said, "That's it?"

……

The team members were rehearsing, and the captains were not idle.

Everyone has a tight schedule, especially Shengyao, who is the hottest one at the moment, flying all over the world, recording programs everywhere, it is not easy to get the time of four people together, and the working hours are usually more than ten hours from morning to night.

At the moment, the four captains are communicating with the director.

In a few days, "Hip-hop, wow! " will be broadcast on Satellite TV. Apart from needing them to add some shots, the director also hopes to get some information about the players from their perspective.

The director said: "The core of our program is still based on hip-hop, passion, and coolness, so there will be no such topics as "what dreams do you have?", including contestants who are not strong enough. Don’t give too many shots.”

"I hope that the audience can watch this show more purely, indulge in the hip-hop atmosphere, and not be dragged down by other unnecessary emotions."

"But on the other hand, I also hope to find a few representative characters, who are strong enough and have unique personalities, and can especially convey the purpose of our show's bloody competition, and launch them as star contestants."

"This candidate, let's talk about it?"

Nie Yunping looked at the others and said, "I'll come first? In fact, if you want to say that he has strength and personality, I actually have such a person in my head, but if you want to say that he is passionate about competition, I dare not say it. How about I recommend Xingyue, as the world champion and the chief of GJ dance troupe, he is also well-known in the world, he has gone beyond the limitations of shock dance, and his ability to integrate choreography also has his own characteristics, which is very powerful."

After Sheng Yao lowered his eyes and listened, his eyes circled around Quan Yang, and then fell on Nie Yunping's face: "I don't know if you and I are thinking of the same person. His strength is indeed not bad, and it is really rare to have a personality." If you want to say that he is not hot-blooded enough, it is not true. I have recently studied his dance fighting videos, and he is still very competitive, but it is only due to his personal style, so it is not appropriate to label him so early."

Nie Yunping raised his eyebrows: "It should be a person, do you want to recommend him?"

Sheng Yao pursed his lips: "It's not my turn to recommend, someone is already eager to try."

Sheng Yao's tone was a bit sour when he said this, his eyes fell on Quan Yang's face, he didn't say any more, his eyes flickered slightly.

Quan Yang smiled: "Don't you have a dragon in your team? The world champion."

Sheng Yao nodded: "Yes, the one I want to recommend is Longlong. He is very powerful, rich in experience, strong in strength, and good at making jokes. It is necessary to give him more shots. Maybe he will win the championship in the end."

Nie Yunping smiled without saying a word.

Sheng Yao saw it and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Nie Yunping still smiled.

Zhou Feiran had a very long reflex arc, and before everyone was seated, he was attracted by this topic again, and said confidently: "This is a variety show, not a competition. I told Director Zhao that if the show is to be good, dancing together is the key." He also said: "But those who are good at fighting dance are never suitable for Qi Wu. In Qi Wu, too strong personal ability may not be a good thing."

Nie Yunping was upset again: "I am good at fighting dance, and I can also dance Qi Wu, but it's just a little more troublesome. Don't keep talking about Qi Wu, we are not talking about the same thing at all."

Zhou Feiran smiled: "I didn't mention you."

He wasn't talking about Nie Yunping, who was he talking about?

All eyes fell on Sheng Yao's face.

The people in Sheng Yao's hands are all participants in the competition, and they are all people who can fight and dance. It is really worrying to dance together.

Sheng Yao shrugged and said confidently: "Ms. Nie said that those who fight in the dance can dance together. I believe in Teacher Nie. Besides, no matter how many Qiwu dances, it will still be fighting for the championship in the end. I have confidence."

Having said that, the director interrupted and interjected: "So who exactly are you recommending?"

Zhou Feiran said: "Coco is not bad."

Nie Yunping said: "I will Xingyue."

Sheng Yao was firm: "Of course it's Longlong, a former national player and former world champion."

Quan Yang was always quiet, waiting for them to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "Du Ye, I always think he is the best."

The corners of Sheng Yao's mouth tightened, and he remembered that young man's solo dance under the lamp.

He once said, come to my team?

Also said, to believe my sincerity.

But he lost his word after all.

……

"Ow!"

"Meow!"

Huang Dayong put down his phone, looked towards the backstage, and listened to the faint music coming from there.

After listening to it for a while, curiosity arose, and I simply followed the sound and walked over.

He is on night shift today.

This studio is located in an abandoned factory, but there are tens of millions of instruments piled up. Even though the program team and the security company have signed a security agreement, their film crew still arranges photographers to take turns to guard the equipment.

Today it's Huang Dayong's turn.

Reality show variety shows have always required a lot of photographers, and this street dance show has reached the highest level in history. Therefore, Huang Dayong is still on the night shift for the first time since the show was recorded.

He came here before nine o'clock, and was on duty until eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Four hours have passed, and he has also played with his mobile phone for four hours.

Sleepy and tired, eyes hurt, but still can't sleep.

Huang Dayong's sleepy feet were weak, and he walked crookedly towards the backstage and walked through the long passage.

The backstage, where people come and go during the day, is now eerily quiet, and the light of the flashlight can't penetrate the darkness, and in such a wilderness, if it wasn't for the music in the distance to hang him, he might have to turn back the same way.

There was at least a cabin with a bed.

The backstage of the recording and broadcasting hall is not capped. In the daytime, you can look up and see the mottled concrete frame of the abandoned factory, but in the dark, there is only oppressive darkness left.

But in Huang Dayong's eyes, there is a ray of light in the darkness that illuminates the top of his head, revealing the mottled spot.

It is one o'clock in the morning.

The rehearsal team went back to rest one after another, and now there is only one room left with people.

At twelve o'clock, Huang Dayong thought they should leave after practicing twice.

It's one o'clock now, and they haven't left yet.

Come to the door of the rehearsal room.

The door is locked.

A bright light shines through the crack of the door at the foot, illuminating Huang Dayong's flat and narrow toenails.

"Knock knock knock."

Huang Dayong knocked twice.

The music was still playing and no one came to answer the door.

Huang Dayong stood outside the door, took out his mobile phone and waited patiently.

After 1 minute, the music finally stopped.

"Knock knock knock."

"Come in." A hoarse voice came.

Huang Dayong opened the door and went in, and saw a group of young people who were exhausted and fell to the ground.

There were two older ones, standing with their hips akimbo, dripping with sweat, while the younger ones fell to the ground and turned into mud.

Everyone was looking at him, but Huang Dayong's eyes fell on a person's face.

It was a face that was already somewhat familiar.

Just a little embarrassed.

Sweat was all over his face, and the T-shirt on the chest, back and back was covered with sweat stains. He used a rubber band to tie his too long bangs into a braid on the top of his head, soaring into the sky.

Her hair was in strands, and even the braid was drenched.

The star-shaped red birthmark on the teenager's forehead is very conspicuous, and Huang Dayong finally knows why he has such thick bangs.

Du Ye's face was flushed, and he looked at him lightly.

Huang Dayong said: "It's too late, it's the same if you have a rest and come back to practice tomorrow."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and someone had already got up from the ground.

They obviously want to rest.

But Huang Dayong noticed even more that they were all looking at the boy with the sky braid, as if no one dared to open his mouth if he didn't speak.

Du Ye lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, let's practice two more times and leave."

Deng Xiaodan screamed: "Do you still have to practice? It's almost the same. This intensity is almost catching up with my college entrance examination."

Du Ye looked away from his face, looked around, and said: "Rehearsal on the first day, consolidation on the second day, such a short time, only the intensity, I know it's late, but this is a group project, please Don't use yourself as an excuse to drag everyone down."

Huang Dayong's eyes twitched when he heard this.

It's strange that this kid speaks impolitely.

But it didn't sound like a child who "holds a chicken feather as an arrow", at least he didn't see the displeasure of being yelled at from other people's eyes.

The fat guy who was about to collapse from exhaustion was the first to express his opinion: "Come on, let's refuel and wait a few more times, it's getting better and better, and with Du Shen's guidance, our own level has improved a lot, right? How difficult it is to have such a good opportunity, one less delay, if you have any questions, hurry up and ask."

Then the tallest and strongest man in the team, but holding the orchid finger, said: "Little Dudu, how can you dance jazz sexier than me, I quit!"

The companion beside him was amused and pushed him.

As a result, he gave him a "light" hammer, half to death.

Another laugh.

Du Ye waited for everyone to finish laughing, and said: "Tianyi, your physical strength loss is the most serious, so you don't need to do floor movements this time, Zhangqiu, the more you feel the pause, the more power will come out, Jiage, you can fire again I'm going to be angry, if we practice well this time, we'll go back to sleep, if we don't practice well, we'll go to sleep tomorrow and we won't have to get up."

After Du Ye finished speaking, he bent down from the corner to pick up the phone, and was about to press it when he saw Huang Dayong still standing at the door watching them, and smiled: "Please don't watch."

Huang Dayong froze for a moment, waved his hand and left.

He closed the door, even with the door closed, and the light of the flashlight shone on the road ahead, faintly shining into the distance.

The teenager who used to dance quietly behind the crowd has stood under the light, and he is still busy in the background.

The premonition in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Waiting for the show to air, this kid is going to be a hit.

He is a photographer.

He judges people and is accurate.

……

Du Ye woke up at 07:30 in the morning.

He didn't go to bed until after three o'clock last night, and his biological clock woke him up on time.

He tossed and turned on the bed for a while, then simply lifted the quilt and decided to sleep again at noon.

Du Ye went downstairs to have breakfast after washing up.

There are a lot of breakfast left in the cafeteria today, and many players are sleeping in bed. Sister Xuanguan sent a message at [-] o'clock in the morning to let everyone continue to sleep. There is food in the cafeteria all day today.

Du Ye didn't leave after breakfast. He checked the news with his mobile phone for a while. People around him came and went. Why so many.

"What are you doing?"

Just when Du Ye was about to continue playing with his mobile phone, he saw Deng Xiaodan walking over sleepily with a tray.

There are dark circles under the eyes.

Deng Xiaodan's skin is fair and tender, so the pair's dark circles are particularly obvious.

He put down the dinner plate, sat opposite Du Ye, and asked, "Why are you beating yourself?"

"If I don't hit myself, why don't I hit you?" Du Ye lowered his head and continued to watch the news.

Deng Xiaodan curled his lips: "I thought we were in trouble together, and you could treat me better."

Du Ye asked without raising his head: "Am I pending? Are you pending? Why are we in trouble together?"

Deng Xiaodan "...".

"No, let's talk about it. Do you think I am not wanted by anyone? Didn't Team Sheng come to look for me at that time? I believed you only because I regarded you as a brother. You see, you are doing this to me now, and you are still in trouble." Buried me to be determined, you are going too far, I feel that I have been greatly insulted, you must apologize to me... Oh? Talk, why are you going?"

Deng Xiaodan stuffed his mouth full of steamed buns, his cheeks were puffed up, and he looked up at Du Ye with his eyes wide open.

Du Ye said: "Will you come and practice dancing after dinner?"

"Master, wait for me." Deng Xiaodan swallowed the steamed bun, grabbed Du Ye's clothes corner, and smiled flatteringly: "Wait for me, okay?"

Du Ye smiled and sat back down, put the phone back into his trouser pocket, "Eat well, don't spit anymore."

"Hey." Deng Xiaodan responded crisply.

Waiting for Deng Xiaodan to finish eating, he met Zhou Zhou when he entered the elevator.

This was a bit embarrassing, Zhou Zhou said hello but didn't speak.

Du Ye also nodded his head as a greeting.

While waiting for the elevator to reach the first floor, Zhou Zhou stopped Du Ye at the door and asked, "I'm leaving, are they disappointed with me?"

Du Ye thought about it and said, "If you think too much, you are all competitors, so where is the disappointment coming from?"

It would be better not to answer this answer, Zhou Zhou blushed, turned and left.

Zhou Zhou wanted to leave for many reasons, Du Ye didn't want to guess.

Nor will he be disappointed.

Du Ye wanted to leave, but he didn't succeed.

So Du Ye decided to do a good job and love a line. Since he can't leave, he should stay in the team and prove his ability.

Let those who believe in him feel gratified, let those who don't believe in him regret it.

It's just that Du Ye is in a bad mood.

When I'm in a bad mood, I like to listen to some supernatural tunes and depressing tunes.

When the cool music was playing in the front, back, left, and right of the rehearsal room, Du Ye's rehearsal room was chilly, and low-pitched notes danced in the room, as if in the corner of the house, under the crack of the door, on top of the head, lying prone There were ghosts with long hair covering their faces, with blood-red eyes bulging ferociously, and they smiled sinisterly at them.

Deng Xiaodan stroked the hair on the back of his neck and said, "I dance popping, you give me such a tune, how do I dance?"

Du Ye was practicing basic skills, splitting against the corner of the wall.

He is from a major, and he practices boy kung fu, so it's no problem to do the splits.

Wen Yan said without looking back: "Listen carefully, there is a rhythm."

Of course Deng Xiaodan knows that there is a rhythm, any song has a rhythm, but the rhythm of this song is too light and too fast.

The most suitable speed for popping is around 100, and this song is about 150.

Before he finishes one movement, the next rhythm will come, how to dance?

Du Ye didn't speak, but moved his shoulders, and the chest tremor went out.

He only dances with his upper body, and he dances very casually. He moves his arms, fingers, chest, back, shoulders and neck wherever he wants, and dances to the rhythm, as if he is intoxicated in his own world.

When Deng Xiaodan saw it for the first time, he felt that Du Ye was just twisting around. If it weren't for his strong body coordination and rhythm, he would be a layman's dance.

But after a second look, it was different.

Du Ye wasn't dancing randomly, he just didn't step on every point, sometimes every two beats, sometimes every seven or eight beats, it looked like a mess, but when the shock dance movements were done, they must be in the same place. Every beat above.So he used a lot of delicate small movements to fill in the gaps between the beats, which were not obvious, but indispensable.

So this dance, if you look at it a few more times, you won't be able to take your eyes off it.

Du Ye's dance is very straightforward, but full of skills, as if it is an innate instinct, and his ability to capture music far exceeds that of Deng Xiaodan.

Deng Xiaodan just watched Du Ye sit on the ground and dance for a long time.

Suddenly, the boy turned his head to look at him and smiled: "Haven't you learned it yet? So stupid?"

Deng Xiaodan came back to his senses, and imitated Du Ye's method to dance, but he still couldn't get the point, and even the rhythm he was used to was broken, and he was sweating all over.

Du Ye stared at him for a while, then stood up from the corner, came to the mirror, and danced on his feet.

With the addition of the movements of the lower body, Du Ye's dance is more spiritual, like calligraphy written with a single stroke, with horizontal weight and vertical lightness, twists and turns, skillful and dense, strong and natural, waiting for the crest to move again. Repeated sketches floating like floating clouds, so light as if startled.Du Ye just danced with his upper body, which made Deng Xiaodan understand a lot, but now he stood up and danced, but he couldn't understand it.

It sounds very mysterious, but in short, Du Ye's dancing is natural, his strength is too high, and Deng Xiaodan's knowledge is not enough.

"You sit down, you sit down, you go back and continue splitting." Deng Xiaodan's head was as big as a bucket, and he pushed Du Ye back to the corner, and said seriously, "Don't worry, you have to eat one bite at a time. I can do it. Here I time."

Deng Xiaodan danced in front of the mirror to find the feeling, Du Ye continued to practice the basic skills, and suppressed the surging resentment in his heart by the way——Sheng Yao, you bastard, I really want to kill you!

……

"Do you hear anything?"

"what sound?"

"It's that kind of indescribable, eerie voice, listen carefully..."

"It seems true, the hairs are standing up."

In the rehearsal room next door, some contestants were communicating in low voices.

They had just practiced dancing, and they were resting on the ground dripping with sweat. The music coming from all directions was very chaotic. If you distinguish carefully, you will find that there are some dissonant notes in the music occasionally beating on the eardrums.

Looking up, you can see the mottled old factory roof above your head, even though black pipes are laid and black paint is applied to make a rough industrial style.

But it also makes people think of certain criminal cases from time to time, what to throw away, what to bury, what to rot...

Trembling all over, a little scared.

However, there are also people who are born with rough nerves. They don't care about it, and continue to chat with people around them: "Which team do you think will win this time?"

"Currently, Team Nie is the strongest and Quanyang is the weakest."

"I heard that in the late stage of the show, Team Mentor and Team Star will join forces. Maybe Team Nie and Quan Yang will join forces. It's not sure who wins and who loses."

"If that's the case, Sheng Yao and Mr. Zhou's teamwork must be stronger. We are both dance troupes, and Sheng Yao's side is mostly fighting dances. It's a strong team. Quanyang can't do it. The players who snatched are chosen by others For the rest, he gave the only rights to the rookies who were already in the team, and there is not a single master in the team."

"Don't talk about Quanyang's dancing skills, his personal courage is not enough. I heard that the team is still splitting up. Someone swept away the strongest members of the team in one go, leaving another team. It is said that they are already being eliminated. It's on the list."

The two chatted and gossiped, looking excited.

They didn't have much ability and fame, even when they joined Zhou Feiran's team, they were picked up after waiting for confirmation.

The pleasant sense of happiness is comparative.

Talking about who is bad, who is unlucky, will always make them feel that they are doing well.

When someone yelled to get up and continue practicing, one of them rubbed his shoulders and exhaled: "I am so tired, I have been dancing continuously from last night to this morning. My friend is lucky, he is still sleeping now."

"Who?"

"It's what I said before, the weakest team in the Quanyang team. You see, knowing that you are weak and not working hard, who can blame you for being eliminated?"

"A weak team's weak team, how strong is the fighting spirit. Forget it, let's not talk about it."

The two of them said so, but they developed a lot of strength under the comparison. They came to the middle of the team and jumped up with everyone.

After ten o'clock, the doors of many rehearsal rooms were opened, and everyone spread out to rest.

At this time, most of the music disappeared, so the weird music became abrupt.

In this supernatural music, many people saw Gaga, a jazz dancer, looking sleepwalking into the rehearsal room.

With a pale face and dark circles under his eyes, he walked through the crowd, came to a rehearsal room, and opened the door.

The voice of the supernatural music became louder, and it also made people feel chilly in the back on a hot day.

"Bang" sound.

The door closed again.

The people outside the door looked at each other.

"I said it was this house, right?"

"We've been practicing for two hours, and they just got up?"

"Did they change the tune? It's different from yesterday's."

"I've inquired about it. The choreographer of their team is a modern dancer who likes to dance dark winds. I guess he is good at this style."

"Uh, at least it sounds better than yesterday's one."

"Yesterday..."

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At ten ten o'clock, everyone in Du Ye's team arrived.

Huddled in the rehearsal room, listening to the cold music with a helpless face, he looked like he was still sleepwalking in a strange dream.

Du Ye had already finished warming up, and practiced with Deng Xiaodan for a while, and the clothes of the two of them were already stained with sweat.

He looked around, and walked to the front, the most conspicuous place without expression, so the crowd moved and stood skillfully.

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