Returning to the top of the men's team draft

Q: How to make class F stand out in the stage recording of the theme song?

Compared with the trainees of other classes, the level of F class is much lower, this cannot be denied.However, strength can only be improved through continuous practice and accumulation over time, and this distance cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

No strength, no props...

The other party basically took advantage of the right time, place and people.

From this point of view, Class F has no advantage and no chance of winning at all.

It's hopeless, give up, it's simply impossible!

After analyzing the situation, everyone in Class F thought so.

But he was unwilling to really give up, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.

So they start thinking

Under these prerequisites, what should they do to save the situation?

Tips?

It's easy to put the cart before the horse.

pass

makeup?

The program group has unified requirements, and it is impossible to make too many differences.

pass

clothing?Everyone has to wear uniforms.

pass

How can this be fixed?

Just when everyone was at a loss, Mu Xun put forward his own idea.

The recording site, the staff is preparing.

While the staff was preparing, Mu Xun was looking at the camera.He observed these camera positions, and mentally rehearsed the positions and places to pay attention to during the performance.

This time, the camera will record the picture and provide material for later editing.And what he has to do is to create a sense of presence in these shots.

"All facilities have been inspected."

"3, 2, 1—"

"start!"

In the sound, the prelude drummed and spread around.

The moment the music started, the atmosphere of the whole scene changed suddenly, full of tension.

Mu Xun stepped on the spot and raised his eyes, the black camera was reflected in the cold and indifferent Danfeng eyes, his mood changed quietly, his whole person became wanton and flamboyant, exuding a compelling charm.

The first beat appears,

Raise your hand, wave it away, and twist your hips.

Accurate stepping points, smooth flow of water.

Shoulders shrugged, footsteps paused, shrunk, flared.

The texture, connection, and fixed point are perfect, and the gestures are all with ease.

The whole picture looks full of tension, and once the eyes fall on it, they can never leave it again, and they are deeply attracted by the body and mind, unable to extricate themselves.

This is simply a visual feast and a spiritual enjoyment.

The camera on the stage dutifully recorded the scene.

The drums were beating, and the trainees on the stage raised their heads and stared at the camera in front of them.

They are in high spirits and full of youthful vitality.

There are no obvious mistakes, and it is a normal level of performance, which is pretty good.

But that's about it.

After Huiju's evaluation, she was worried about the performance of the members of Class F, so she turned her attention to the audience.

Everyone in class f was extremely engaged at this time.

Each of them is very energetic, and their smiles are also very bright. At this moment, they are screaming desperately

Look at me, look at me, come and see me

Seeing this scene, Huiju couldn't help laughing.When I looked carefully, I couldn't help but gasp again.

The group of students in the audience did not perform badly.

No matter the rhythm or balance, there has been visible progress, and the whole set of movements has been completed well.

Originally, these people were not qualified.But now it seems that they are in good condition, they can let go, and they can even interact with the camera.Compared with the trainees on stage, they didn't feel like they were acting at all.

The most important thing is that compared to the trainees on stage, they have more energy.

An unyielding stubbornness.

This emotion is more attractive than trick action.

But what is really admirable now is not that spirit.But another, more intuitive, more shocking, more attention-getting things.

On the stage, members of four classes performed together, and different classes were distributed in different stage areas.The internal strength of each class may be similar, but there are differences between classes.

There may be a tacit understanding within the class, and they dance neatly and look good.But the members of each class have never practiced together before, but they just came to this scene today to familiarize themselves with the stage temporarily.

Different classes perform in different regions. From a macro point of view, it is bound to expand the sense of difference and produce a slight sense of stretching.

This is the point that can be exploited.

If it's just a single performance of the theme song, Class F has no advantage.

But now it's different.

They are collective performances.

Photography also records the overall effect.

It is within everyone's ability to be proficient in a whole song and make each movement neat.

So Mu Xun's proposal at that time was to let Class F dance neatly to show the cohesion and centripetal force of the whole group.

Huiju supported her chin with one hand, and understood the intentions of the students in Class F.

Interesting idea, and now there is no problem at first glance.

But what about the chorus at the end?Can it be done at such a fast pace?

If I remember correctly, in the previous training process, every time this part came, everyone would have more or less problems.

If there is a mistake later, the effects caused by the previous states will all fall short.

Mistakes will occur in normal practice, but in such a tense environment, is it really impossible to make mistakes?

Huiju put an unknown question mark in her heart, quietly waiting for the next development.

As time goes by, the drumbeat gradually accelerates, the rhythm gradually tightens, and the whole song is about to reach the climax/climax.

coming!

Huiju clenched her hand tightly.

The chorus sounded.

Under the stage, led by Mu Xun, everyone in Class F changed their movements at the same time, their cuffs rubbed against the fabric, making a swishing sound, almost at the same speed and amplitude.

The fast rhythm and complicated changes, together with the rapidly sounding high notes, pushed the entire atmosphere of the hall to the commanding heights.The surrounding staff were infected by the atmosphere, couldn't help screaming, and swayed unconsciously.

Step up, raise your feet, close your hands, take a leap,

It's obviously just a theme song, but it abruptly dances out of the aura of a group dance of swords.

Huiju's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "Wow, cool~"

Not bad.

She knows the original level of everyone in class F, and she can guess the results in the future.And the only variable is the person in the middle of the line

Mu Xun.

If you watch other people's performances, you can be amazed.Then when you see Mu Xun, you will lose your ability to speak and think, and you can only stare blankly.

Different from his usual calmness and introversion, his entire aura has changed at this time.His every movement, every expression, and even the strands of his hair are full of silent charm, and his gestures carry a full sense of presence.

His presence, overriding everything, becomes the crowning touch of the entire performance.

At this point, the show is still going on.

The director stood next to the camera screen, looking at the students in the audience, the surprise in his eyes hadn't faded away.

I have to say that the performance of these people is really surprising.

At this time, they tightly twisted into a rope, firmly condensing the impact and explosive force, just waiting for the moment when the high note of the song is on, they will explode without any scruples.

Shocked.

The explosive power produced at that moment can only be described as shock.

A class of dozens of people suddenly jumped out of the posture of thousands of troops.

The performance of the four classes on the stage is also remarkable, but because of the different strengths of different classes, the differences are also revealed at this time.

Compared with everyone in Class F, it looks dim.

Was sniped.

The four classes were collectively attacked.

The director stroked his beard and returned to squinting his eyes.

Originally, he thought that these people wanted to get some shots by dancing in the audience.

But now it seems that it is far more than that.

Class F sniped the other four classes, successfully turned decay into magic, turned the ground into a real stage, and made everyone except themselves a foil.

Such material, am I really willing to let go?

The director asked himself, and after getting the negative answer, he suddenly realized something.After a long silence, he stroked his mustache and shook his head with a smile.

"For a long time, the one who was really targeted... was me."

After the song, the recording is over.

Everyone in class F maintained the ending gesture, panting, but their eyes couldn't hide the excitement.They looked at each other, the corners of their mouths raised uncontrollably.

They didn't completely relax until they heard the closing slogan, and they couldn't wait to hug each other and cheer.

"There is no mistake, ah-"

"Success, we succeeded!"

Mu Xun wiped off his sweat casually, stood by and watched everyone cheering happily, couldn't help but also laughed along with him.

Successful.

When he saw the director's expression, he knew that they had succeeded.

Min Yi rushed up in a few steps, rushed over and hugged Mu Xun violently. "Brother Mu, did you see it? It's amazing! We're so good, woo woo woo..."

Being carried backward by the momentum, Mu Xun took half a step back to stabilize himself.

Seeing that the boy was getting tighter and tighter, he patted him on the back, "Okay, come down quickly."

Min Yi reluctantly let go of his hand, and moved aside as if remembering something.

Just as Mu Xun was about to say something, he saw a few people surrounding him. He always felt that these people were too excited, as if they were going to make trouble.

There was a bad feeling in my heart.

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, all these people rushed forward.A few people supported his shoulders, a few people supported his legs, and lifted him abruptly.

"Get ready!"

Mu Xun: "Wait, wait—"

"Brother Mu, I will always be a god!"

"I love you, Brother Mu!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Following these shouts, the tie of Mu Xun's uniform fluttered, and the cuffs and trousers swayed slightly.

He was thrown up.

He flew.