Prince crossing is forced to be C

Before the first dance class, Chu Yingcheng actually reviewed Fan9's dance at home.

Watch the video, and pull out various movements from the memory of this body.Logically speaking, as a general, Chu Yingcheng should have a high degree of control over his body.The problem is, even if he memorizes the movements completely, knowing which lyrics correspond to which movements, there is no way to do well.

There is no way, the activity of dancing does not only rely on the memory in the brain, but also a game of body memory.Even if there is that movement in my impression and I seem to know how to do it, but when I actually do it, once I feel "something weird" or hesitate, the movement will be strange and out of shape.

What's more, what Chu Yingcheng looked down upon since childhood was still called "classical dance".

There are so many differences between classical dance and hip-hop dance commonly used by idol groups, it is really difficult to get over it.Chu Yingcheng worked hard at home for a while, but he didn't have a big mirror at home, and he didn't dare to jump hard upstairs, so now it seems that the effect is really very little.

In Eric's eyes, it seems that every movement has been done, but the continuity is very problematic.His transition rhythm is very strange, but he seems to have tried hard again, and even looked very serious when dancing, which made him look strenuous, tense, and not at all relaxed.

"You are... like a PPT." Eric suddenly felt a heavy responsibility.Chu Yingcheng not only needs to teach, but also needs to be corrected and refined a little bit. This is not as easy as teaching from scratch!

"You used to be like this too? Did your dance teacher do this for you before?" Eric was not so much complaining as he felt incredible, "You used to have MVs, concerts, and live performances, right? That's it. I gave it to you?"

At this moment, only Eric and Chu Yingcheng are still standing, and Yue Jun and Su Yumin are resting beside them.The two sat with their backs against the wall five or six meters apart, holding the water handed to them by the assistant in their hands, and looked in the direction of Chu Yingcheng and Eric without saying a word.

Chu Yingcheng stood straight in front of Eric with his head slightly lowered, like an honest elementary school student who listened to the training.

He didn't know how to explain clearly: "This... I wasn't like this before. I haven't danced for a long time, sorry."

Eric was still very surprised: "I heard that you should have formed muscle memory for these. How long has it been since you danced, so that you can forget it to this extent?"

Chu Yingcheng had nothing to say: "I will try my best to catch up with Brother Jun and the fishermen."

Eric pointed out the facts: "If you have the same amount of lessons, it will be difficult for you to catch up with their progress. This is already the case for you who are already dancing, and there will be new dances in the future, what should you do?"

Chu Yingcheng couldn't help following his words, and turned to look at Yue Jun and Chu Yingcheng.

Facing Yue Jun's gaze, Yue Jun was expressionless; Facing Su Yumin's gaze, Su Yumin gave him a reassuring smile.

Although they couldn't fully hear the conversation between Eric and Chu Yingcheng, Yue Jun and Su Yumin still guessed from the few words they heard that Eric was saying some unpleasant things.

After a pause, Eric added two more sentences: "There are only three of you left, and the solo part will increase. And you are still C, your level..."

The words are not finished, but the meaning is already obvious.

Eric's tone sounded flat, but it was actually very serious.

"...I see." Chu Yingcheng lowered his eyes, his "schedule" was spinning quickly in his mind, and decided to ask his manager to add more dance lessons, "I will work hard."

Seeing him like this, Eric didn't say anything more, and turned around to greet Su Yumin and Yue Jun.

"Continue to push down today..."

***

Yue Jun soon discovered that Chu Yingcheng must have become busy.

The specific manifestation is that the frequency of his post-reading comments to Yue Jun is visibly decreasing to the naked eye.

Yue Jun had published three books before, and Chu Yingcheng bought them all and read them all. He would also write some excerpts and send them to Yue Jun from time to time.Yue Jun said it was "no need to be so troublesome", but in fact, he still watched it well, and he would answer some questions or discuss it with him.

It's hard to say how hot the chat was, but among Yue Jun's W letter friends, Chu Yingcheng was the one who had the most messages with Yue Jun recently, and Chu Yingcheng would soon top the list.

Therefore, it was easy for Yue Jun to discover that Chu Yingcheng sent fewer messages.

But he didn't ask and didn't mention it.He himself felt that it should be that Chu Yingcheng was tired of reading his own book, and no longer had the patience to post his impressions after reading it.It's nothing, it's normal.

It's just that there is one less person who seems to be able to communicate in depth in the future, which is a bit of a pity...

This thought flashed across Yue Jun's mind, and he temporarily put Chu Yingcheng's impressions behind him.

Until waking up one morning, Yue Jun received a message from Chu Yingcheng four days later.

Looking at the time, it was actually sent at almost two o'clock in the morning: [Brother, I have been forgetting to tell you that I don't have much time to read your works recently, and I will make up your homework after the concert! 】

"Homework...?" Yue Jun raised his eyebrows, thinking that he didn't force him to read it, what is there to treat as homework.And a message was sent at this time... Are you still up so late?

Yue Jun wouldn't ask what other people were doing in the middle of the night, but just replied: [Don't be so serious, I'll talk about it later when I have time. 】

Chu Yingcheng actually sent another message within 10 minutes: 【Be serious!It’s just that I’ve been really busy recently, and I can’t concentrate on studying it. If you just look around, I don’t respect you. 】

After washing, Yue Jun was taken aback when he saw his reply letter, and took a special look at the time in the upper right corner, it was just after eight o'clock.

—Are you awake so early?

——No, he seems to wake up earlier, exercise...

So Yue Jun posted a content that was not very close to the previous message: [You also woke up to exercise this morning? 】

Chu Yingcheng replied: [In the recent morning, I only ran, and I only ran half of the previous one.There are also dance classes in the evening, and I want to save some energy during the day. 】

Chu Yingcheng: [Don't tell Brother Li that I'm lazy in exercising! 】

Yue Jun asked in a strange way: 【Do you have dance lessons every night? 】

Chu Yingcheng: [Yes.I'm so bad, I'm always dragging your progress, sorry. 】

"Practice until one or two o'clock in the morning...?" Yue Jun couldn't help thinking about it.

If it is when the concert is approaching, it is not surprising to practice until this time.But now there is still more than a month before the concert, and the parties have not yet entered the most tense time.If Chu Yingcheng starts high-intensity rehearsals now, this month...will he survive?

Yue Jun flipped through his schedule and confirmed that he also had a dance class with Fan9 today, and it was indeed in the evening.However, the rehearsal schedule this time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] p.m., without breaking through zero.

Let's see the details tonight.

Thinking of this, Yue Jun replied with a message——

[You don't need to apologize, you just know what's in your heart.I'm not in a hurry to read my book, it doesn't matter. 】

***

In the evening dance rehearsal, it was a bit surprising that Chu Yingcheng was the last one to arrive.

It was not accurate to say that it was late, because Chu Yingcheng still entered the rehearsal room three minutes before eight o'clock.When he entered, he was still wearing earphones and carrying a large schoolbag. After entering, he took off all the cumbersome things on his body, and consciously began to do warm-up activities.

Chu Yingcheng's assistant, Zuo Zuo, helped Chu Yingcheng put away his things, and immediately took out the tripod and video recorder from his bag, set them up, and turned them on.

Su Yumin strolled over and took a look: "Why, are you helping to shoot a short film?"

"Ah, no, no." Zuo Zuo quickly explained, "Our Chengzi wanted to confirm the situation of our dancing and go back to do replays, so we filmed every time. We reported to Brother Li, and Brother Li said that we could shoot. The content will never be released, don't worry."

"This is all a replay?" Su Yumin looked at Chu Yingcheng, "Do you treat this as a battle?"

Chu Yingcheng was tying sandbags on his body, turned his head and smiled at him: "Isn't it just a fight?"

Su Yumin also laughed, approached him, picked up a sandbag and weighed it: "Hey, this weight is not small, how heavy is it?"

"The hands weigh five catties, and the feet weigh ten catties." Chu Yingcheng picked up one and tied it around his waist, "The one on the waist should also weigh five catties?"

Zuo Zuo ran to his back to help him tie it, and glanced at the mark: "No, it says eight catties."

Chu Yingcheng said happily: "Oh yes, Ba Jin, when I first found out, I said it was almost like being pregnant with a child."

Su Yumin patted his weight-bearing belt: "Oh, it will take a few months."

Chu Yingcheng chuckled: "Brother Li arranged for a fitness trainer to let me exercise more on my waist and abdomen, saying what kind of core strength should be strong, and what kind of abdominal muscles should be developed..."

"Then you are amazing. This body weighs 38 pounds, and you have to wear it all the time?" Su Yumin sighed with a smile, "It seems that I have to tie it up too, otherwise what should I do if I get thrown off too much by you?"

"I haven't caught up with you yet, so don't laugh at me..."

The two were talking and laughing, Yue Jun just watched from afar.After Eric and two other assistants entered, the class started directly.

***

During the break in the middle of the dance, Yue Jun drank a few sips of water, wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a highly absorbent towel, and turned his head to see Chu Yingcheng.

Chu Yingcheng stood in front of the mirror all the time, holding the armrests with both hands, neither sat down nor took off his equipment.Zuo Zuo was holding water and towels for him, as if they were going to hand them to him at any time.

Yue Jun's feet walked over involuntarily.

"Don't take off these things on your body?"

Hearing Yue Jun's figure, Chu Yingcheng looked back at him, grabbed the towels in his left and right hands and wiped them indiscriminately: "I won't take it off. If I take it off, I will feel relaxed, and it will be even more painful to put it back on. "

Only when Yue Jun got closer did he realize that Chu Yingcheng was covered in sweat.It is only because the sweatshirt he is wearing is a white T-shirt with excellent sweat absorption, it is not so obvious from a distance.When approaching, Yue Jun could not only see the sweat beads on the side of his face, but also almost feel the heat from his body.

Seeing how hard he was fighting, Yue Jun wanted to say "take it easy", but when the words came to his lips, he changed another sentence: "Do you want to return the notebook you gave me last time?"

"Ah? No need." Chu Yingcheng took the water, gulped it down several times, took a long breath before continuing, "It was originally a gift for you."

"Gift?"

"Your new book was released before. I didn't know what to give to show sincerity, so I wrote that seriously..." Chu Yingcheng suddenly realized something while talking, "Ah, is that something too inconvenient? Then you Give it back to me..."

"Give it to me, then I won't return it to you." Yue Jun interrupted him, paused, and then said, "You...don't have to work too hard."

"Huh? Ah, you said this, it's okay." Chu Yingcheng patted the weight belt on his waist, and replied with Yue Jun's words before, "I know it well."

Yue Jun saw that his smile was quite sincere, and his words did not seem to be fake, so he nodded and stopped persuading him, turned around and left.

——I have to find a return gift...