I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

In winter, it is the cold wind and warm sun, the wind is as sharp as a knife, hitting the glass on both sides of the corridor, and the sun is falling on the floor through the glass, following the footsteps that pass by. A fine dust is generated.

The students who had just finished class walked across the building in twos and twos, returned to the dormitory, and most of them would politely call out Director Liu when they saw people coming, then looked back at the man next to Director Liu step by step, pushing each other curiously Gossip: "Who is that, the handsome guy next to Director Liu?"

Some people shook their heads and said they didn't know each other, while others said: "Jiang Buyan,? It's hanging on the wall of previous outstanding graduates. You pass there every day, haven't you seen it?"

"Why do I see that thing?"

"Eh,? Let me tell you that Senior Brother Jiang is amazing, but that so-and-so was in the Jianjia cup..."

As the distance between the two parties grew farther and farther away, the voices of the students' discussions gradually disappeared. Jiang Buyan and Director Liu went up the stairs, completely isolating the youthful excitement downstairs. Director Liu teased him: "Senior brother Jiang, what are you talking about?" Are you not interested in coming back to teach and give your juniors a chance to get to know you?"

"I'm interested..." Jiang took no time to pause, "It's really not very big."

"I know that your ambition is now in dance dramas," Director Liu said, "but at least you can give me, Liu, some face, okay?"

"Didn't I save face for you?"

The preparation for the new Jianjia Cup competition is coming soon, and many students of Shenwu have signed up for the competition. Director Liu is Jiang Buyan's dance teacher in that session, and he is here this time because he wants to help one of his students arrange the competition dance .

"The little girl was excavated from Rongcheng by myself. It took me a lot of effort to persuade his parents to let her come to Shanghai to learn dance with me. She was unable to participate in the youth group competition two years ago because of illness. Once she recovered from her illness, she practiced day and night, and she was the first in the professional examination. I asked you to help her choreograph this dance this time..."

Director Liu rambled on for a long time, turned around and found that Jiang Buyi had stopped outside a dance classroom, and Director Liu stepped back suspiciously: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang did not tire of standing with arms folded, and did not answer Director Liu. His scrutinizing eyes fell on Chun Leshui through the glass window on the classroom door.

He is dressed in white, long and stretched, and the connection between the dancing postures is smooth and flowing, and the fixed points are dexterous and crisp.

Through the vaguely leaked music, Jiang Buyi knew that what Chun Leshui was dancing was the assessment dance music for the Shangui re-examination.

From the perspective of Chun Leshui's performance, this dance has a very high degree of completion. His movements are neat and beautiful, seemingly soft and light. In fact, every movement is full of tenacity. You can see that he is solid when bending, twisting, turning, and turning. Jiang Buyan likes his basic skills very much.

But whether this dance can get a good result in the re-examination scene is not easy to say, because from the perspective of Jiang Buyi's professional choreographer, the choreography of Chun Leshui's dance is a bit unsatisfactory.

It's not that it's not good, it's not good enough, not even as good as the dance he danced in the last audition for the group dance.

Chun Leshui seemed to be not particularly satisfied with this dance. He repeatedly paused on a certain movement several times, and finally stopped dancing altogether. He turned off the music and sat on the ground, frowning and pressing his phone as if sending a message to someone. information.

After watching it, Director Liu said: "Chun Leshui still has some dance skills, but the choreography is relatively weak."

Jiang Buyi nodded: "I see."

"Then we've finished watching, should we go?"

Jiang Buyan was thoughtful and stood still. Director Liu thought he was thinking about getting Chun Leshui into the National Dance Troupe, and advised him: "Don't think about it, the director of Shencheng Theater came back When I saw him, I wanted to let him join the dance troupe, but he didn't go, probably because he didn't have the idea of ​​developing into a professional dancer."

"That's not necessarily true." As soon as Jiang Buyan finished speaking, the person who was pressing his legs on the ground looked towards the door as if he had just noticed something. Move five fingers to greet him.

"Jiang Ming?" Chun Leshui stood up from the ground, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Buzhi pushed the door open and entered: "I didn't expect you to be Shen Wu's student."

Chun Leshui nodded: "You too?"

Jiang Buyi said, "I'm from the Department of Editing and Directing."

Chun Leshui has no doubts at all, the world is like this, when you don’t know someone, even if you live in the same community door to door, you may not meet them, but when you know each other, you will find the convenience store in the community mail room There is his figure.

So even if he and Jiang Ming are both Shen Wu's students, and the school says it's big or small, it's normal that they didn't know each other before.

But there is a saying, sleepy comes to send a pillow, as the protagonist, Shou Jiang Ming is not sure if he is a decathlon Chun Leshui, but his professional skills must be full.

"That's great, you came just in time!" Chun Leshui said happily, "Have you watched my dance just now, there is something wrong with me, can you help me?"

"Didn't you make up the dance for the last interview?"

"How could it be me, I'm so good." Chun Leshui was very proud, "Brother made it up for me, let me tell you about Jiang Ming, although Chu Lin is not your choreographer, but his choreography ability is not good at all." Losing to you, even better than some of your classmates in the directing department."

Jiang Buyan was a little amused: "Why do I think you are Chu Lin's fan?"

When Chun Leshui heard this, he snorted, "What kind of stupid fan?" He pointed at himself, "I, Chun Leshui, thank you Chu Lin Duwei."

The small expressions of him and You Rongyan made Jiang Buyi laugh, and Chun Leshui realized: "Have you recovered from your asthma?"

"It's not serious in the first place, it's just easy to relapse." The topic became more and more crooked, and Jiang Buyan's time was limited, so he brought the topic back, "Do you think there is something wrong with your dance?"

"Here I'm a body-exploring sea, then a side leg turn and then a series of movements, because the music here is the kind that gets higher and higher, but it's always a bit strange to jump." He reminded me Chun Leshui remembered, turned on the music for him to listen to, and paused at a certain point, "How about I dance for you? Can you help me find out what's wrong?"

Jiang Buyan said that he had watched it outside just now, and he seriously analyzed it to Chun Leshui: "The music here is very emotional, and the emotions of your three movements are indeed going up, but no matter how coherent the movement transition is, There is always a pause, and when the music is empty, there is a break in what your dance is conveying."

"Is that right?"

Chun Leshui dragged the progress bar of the player back, and played it back and forth repeatedly. In his mind, another set of actions was simpler but stepped on the music, and the rhythm became faster and faster.

He stuffed the phone into Jiang Buyan's hand: "See if it would be better if I changed it to this?"

This section is only a few tens of seconds, and the back and forth actions do not exceed 1 minute.

Although the movements were simple, he felt much smoother after jumping into Chunle Water. He looked at Jiang Buyan, who nodded in the same way.

Chun Leshui gave a thumbs up: "Your major in editing and directing is a profession!"

Jiang Buyan helped him adjust a few dance moves, but he didn't demonstrate it himself. He just gave some suggestions to broaden Chunle Shui's thinking, but Chunle Shui was basically transparent at one point, and even actively adjusted it according to his previous opinions. Other choreography.

So Jiang Buji was more satisfied with Chun Leshui. Not to mention his playful personality, he was also smart and had a high understanding of dancing. Although he was still struggling with choreography, it was probably because he had fewer choreographies, inexperienced, and more. Come a few times and it will grow quickly.

Now in Jiang Buyan's eyes, the word mountain ghost is written on Chun Leshui's face.

"I'll dance it all over for you, and you can watch it for me again?" Chun Leshui asked.

Jiang Buyi saw Director Liu who disappeared at some point and then reappeared outside the classroom door, and said, "Next time, I have something to do today."

Chun Leshui really wanted to say that there would be no next time, and he would take part in the Shan Gui re-examination on Friday the day after tomorrow, but he also saw Director Liu at the door: "Okay, thank you for helping me today, next time I will treat you to dinner! "

Jiang took it easy.

After he left, Chun Leshui glanced at the phone, and asked Chu Lin: Brother, where have you been?

Chu Lin: The school gate is here, come right away.

Chun Leshui: Come on, come on, let me show you my adjusted dance.

He showed Chu Lin a complete dance from beginning to end, waiting for his evaluation with starry eyes: "How is it?"

"It's great!" Chu Lin said with a smile, "I don't think there is anything that needs my comments and amendments. It's really great, Xiaochun."

Chun Leshui was very happy. He put on his coat and walked to the cafeteria side by side with Chu Lin: "You have to come 10 minutes earlier. What you see is another dance full of problems."

Chu Lin: "?"

Chun Leshui: "Jiang Ming helped me change these."

"Jiang Ming?"

"On the day of your interview, the Jiang Ming we met, he is also from our school. You said that he is still in the director department." Just give me your opinion, and I'll know how to change it right away."

He bumped into Chu Lin lightly: "Brother, don't you praise me?"

Chu Lin smiled lightly, rubbing his head like coaxing a child: "Our Xiaochun is the best." He took advantage of the opportunity to hook Chun Leshui's shoulders, and led him into the Shenwu cafeteria, "Today, senior brother will buy you a The big chicken drumstick rewards you."

"I want two."

The chicken drumsticks in Shenwu canteen can be regarded as a label of Shenwu. Many students from other schools or tourists in Shencheng also come to Shenwu to eat them. Anyway, the supply exceeds the demand. They just caught up with the last two, and Chu Lin bought them all for Chunle water.

How did Chun Leshui manage to eat alone in front of Chu Lin? In the end, the two of them still had each other, and they chatted while eating. Chu Lin suddenly thought of something and asked him: "I heard that Teacher Jiang came to school today?"

Seeing his blank expression, Chu Lin added: "Jiang Buyan."

Chun Leshui shook her head to express that she was not clear.

Chu Lin casually said a few words he heard from others, and quickly changed the subject. When he came out of the cafeteria, Chun Leshui asked him what he was doing in the afternoon and would he like to practice dancing with him. I have something to find him."

Chun Leshui reluctantly said with a hint of coquettishness, "Okay."

The familiarity made Chu Lin dumbfounded: "What have you learned from Xiaoyu every day?"

Chun Leshui hummed lightly: "I won't tell you."

After speaking, he watched helplessly as the boy in front of him put his phone into his pocket after making the call, but he didn't put it in, and it fell out of his pocket directly.

Chun Leshui was close, so he subconsciously bent his body and stretched his arms to pick it up, and the other party probably realized it the moment the phone fell out, and turned around to pick it up too.But his movements were not as fast as Chun Leshui's. When he bent down, Chun Leshui had already bumped his head into his arms.

The mobile phone was dangerous and dangerous, and Chun Leshui grabbed it firmly when it was about to touch the ground.

He got up: "Student, you have a mobile phone."

"Thank you." The other party thanked him, feeling a resistance while pinching the phone, he exerted a little force, "Student?"

Chun Leshui stared at him blankly, and asked doubtfully, "Jiang Ming?"

After speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Although the person in front of him looked exactly like Jiang Ming, his complexion was a little darker than Jiang Ming's. He was a vibrant and healthy wheat color. The smile on his face was also contagious. vigorous vitality.

And he seems to be a little shorter than Jiang Ming, Chun Leshui observed carefully, his eyes are rounder than Jiang Ming's, and there is no mole on the bridge of his nose.

He is not Jiang Ming.

As soon as he came to this conclusion, he saw that the other party was also at a loss: "You know me?"

The author has something to say: Sorry, it's too late today.I went to the hospital with my friend in the morning, but when I came back in the afternoon, I found that I had been reported for a lock stamp, and I hadn’t unlocked it. I went to get this in the afternoon, and the code was relatively late. I originally planned to be on the 6th today, but I The lock badge has not been released yet, and my mentality is a bit broken. Sorry, I will add an update tomorrow, sorry.