[Korean Entertainment] Thinking of peace

The next day, I had dinner with my roommate and walked to the company together. Then I said goodbye and went to the practice room I just assigned. This morning, I had a composition class. I listened to the teacher's analysis and analysis of the music form and melody of popular music. The whole morning passed quickly. Yes, I went back to the practice room after dinner, and arranged for the rest of the day by myself, and the teacher also assigned homework.

After finishing the homework assigned by the teacher in the morning, Ann looked at the time, it was only 3 o'clock, and she didn't know what to do next. She was still in class at this time before, and today's time adjustment was a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, I dug out the music CD sent by my cousin from Taiwan from my bag, looked at the cover of "Pipa Xiang" producer Lin Hai, and then took out the paper folding fan and a set of white tulle clothes that I sent together, and laughed. shook his head.

This cousin's obsession with ancient China is almost a space-time machine to travel back. When I was young, I was persecuted a lot. In ancient times, Confucianism clothes, Confucian hats, official uniforms, military uniforms, and even eunuch uniforms did not fall behind. Let's learn together. They were also forced to use swords and fans as props during classical dances, and they also said that this was a heroic, romantic and unrestrained dance.

Looking at these things, I feel nostalgic for that time. Although I was forced to learn to dance, I also like it. I put on a gauze dress, hold a folding fan, and put on a CD. The first song is "Ta Gu". The drums sounded, very powerful, like the sound of war drums,

Then the pipa sounded

Back in time

Cangcang

female voice

The sound of the piano is clanging and flowing

Pipa talks all about the world of mortals

3000 years of sentient beings

Thousands of styles sigh, no one understands

Embrace the pipa and sing to the sky

Ask Who Is Fighting For The Front (Introduction to the track)

When dancing, it's like interpreting someone else's life. There are endless stories about the shortness of life, endless love and hatred, turning around, jumping, swinging fans, closing fans, kicking, and circling.

Is it kung fu?Using the fan as a sword, it expresses the chivalrous spirit, courage and ambition of a chivalrous man; is it a dance?Dancing with a fan, it interprets the romantic, unrestrained and uninhibited style of the literati.

He stared blankly at a group of teenagers at the door.

Jaejoong who was resting originally, Yunho and others heard the sound of music coming from next door, it was still a type of music they had never heard before, Changmin and Junsu came to watch curiously, they were stunned when they saw it, and then they came to find Jaejoong They were also stunned, and then the remaining two were also stunned, and then a group of people were also stunned. It was the first time for them to watch Chinese classical dance up close. Although Han Geng could also do it, they hadn't seen him dance.

Finally, end the dance in the posture of lying on the couch and watching the fan. Lie on your side, support the back of your head with your left hand, step on the ground with your right leg over your left leg, and spread the fan with your right hand. Watching the fan to the sun, An Ye is indeed watching the fan, appreciating Looking at the pictures of peach blossom trees and ladies picking flowers painted on the fan, he took a rest by the way. He didn't notice a group of people who were blank at the door, and he didn't expect that someone would come to open the door to look.

"That's amazing~~" Junsu put his right hand on Changmin's left shoulder, and said in a daze, the rest of the people also came to their senses and nodded in agreement.

"Oh?" Ann, who was lying on the ground, heard the voice, looked up and saw the person coming, and immediately got up to say hello, "Hi, seniors, I am Nian Pingan, a trainee who came half a month ago."

"Hello." +5

"Ah one? Half a month? Which class are you in?" Changmin asked curiously as he looked at this boy who was about his age.

"Um, there are no classes, I'm alone." To be honest, Ann didn't know how to say it, and it was difficult for her to answer that she was in a class by herself.

"Alone? Is this your practice room?" It was Jae Zhong who spoke, and he was curious about this question when he saw him yesterday.

"Huh?" +4

This question is very curious.

"Yes, senior, sorry for the inconvenience, seniors." Well, a practice room for one person is very rare.

The five people didn't say anything when they heard the definite answer. It's hard to ask about other people's affairs, and it's even more difficult to ask about the company's arrangements.

"Nian Ping An xi, did you dance just now a Chinese dance?" You Tian appropriately diverted the topic.

"Yes, senior, it's Chinese classical dance."

"Nian Ping xi is Chinese?" Changmin asked.

Every time someone asked about Ann's nationality, especially if she was Chinese, Ann would be stunned for a while, and finally answered the nationality on her household registration.

"No, senior, I am from Luxembourg, and my ancestors are Chinese."

"Oh, but the Chinese dance of Nianping Anxi is very good." Yunho praised without stinginess, and several other people also nodded in agreement.

"Thank you senior for your compliment."

We didn't talk too much when we first met each other. After introducing each other, we said goodbye and went back to our practice room to continue practicing.

In the following time, An practiced the pop dance that he had learned before in the practice room alone. He had little contact with popular things. Even if he had good dancing skills, he could only look like him. He will practice hard, try his best to improve the deficiencies, and achieve the perfection he pursues.

Before I knew it, another month passed, and the relationship between An and everyone in the dormitory became even better. From time to time, Han Geng caught young men to buy vegetables and help the kitchen together, and An also simply paid the food expenses, and occasionally showed his hands to cook two dishes.

Xiche also began to be a little out of state, dazed and distracted every now and then, and then muttered alone there, frowning.

The seniors next to the practice room were nodding acquaintances, and they couldn't say a few words when they met, but they also introduced each other's names, otherwise it would not be good to just call them "senior" when they met.

Of course, in the dormitory, I have the best relationship with Han Geng and Qi Fan. Sometimes we chat together, talk about what I saw and heard when traveling abroad, and we get along very happily. Occasionally, I sit with the people in the dormitory and watch TV. Although there is not much communication, An is very satisfied. All these are good signs, and maybe the relationship will get better and better.

That day when An went back to the dormitory and found no one there, he remembered that Qi Fan called An earlier and said that he would have dinner outside to celebrate with some friends, but An could not go because of homework.

I took some vegetables from the refrigerator and made dinner, and after the meal, I called my grandfather to say hello, tidied up the room, and saw that things were strewn about in the living room, so I thought it would be good to tidy up anyway, because Han Geng can’t see it in the living room of the dormitory. After cleaning up, the big boys didn't care much about the environment and did whatever they wanted.

After tidying up, I looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock, and decided to take a shower, read a book and go to bed.

An just lay on the bed and read a book for a while when she was disturbed by the ringing of the phone.

"Hello." He didn't say his name without knowing who it was.

"Ping'an xi, I'm Han Geng." There was some noise on the phone, and the caller seemed a bit overwhelmed.

"Yes, Brother Han Geng." It must be something to call at this time.

"Ping Anxi, can you come to the restaurant on the street behind the dormitory building to help me? My side... Heechul, sit down and don't climb on the table... My side is a bit Trouble." Sounds like trouble.

After hearing the location and what Han Geng said just now, Ann probably knew what the trouble was, "Okay, Brother Han Geng, wait a minute, I'll be right there."

After finishing speaking, Han Geng thanked him and hung up the phone decisively. He was really too busy.