Filling airborne [entertainment]

Choreographer Joel is well-known in the industry, and this is the second time NebulaX has collaborated with him.

He is actually very young, only 26 years old, but he has rich experience and has 20 years of dancing experience.

Because of the similar age, Joel gets along with the members very casually, and even hugged Lin Xiangbei warmly when he saw Lin Xiangbei.

The members have watched the recorded video, and Joel first demonstrated it to the members individually.

The electronic prelude sounded, and Joel stuck his head to the beat, put one hand in his pocket, and the other fell to his side, and snapped his fingers in a seemingly casual but rhythmic way.

There are mirrors on the front and back of the practice room, and the wooden floor reflects the light of incandescent lamps.The environment is obviously simple, but at the moment when the music sounded and Mr. Joel started to move, it seemed as if he was on the broadest stage.

The expressiveness of the dancers is the best introduction to attract the attention of the audience.

Seemingly random movements with smooth explosive power, every turn and sudden stop is full of indescribable vitality, making people's heartbeat gradually speed up with the strong rhythm, and the beating heart seems to be pulled by a dancing person , cannot be removed.

Lin Xiangbei trained with his teammates for the first time, and he could indeed feel the gap.

As a dancer, Zhou Yubai spends no less time practicing dance than Teacher Joel, and he can remember everything after watching it once.Even the second time can perfectly keep up, and dance along with it.

Several other teammates were able to follow up quickly. Even if they couldn't grasp the details at the beginning, they all made sense of the big frame.

An hour later, Lin Xiangbei barely had the feeling of his teammates for the first time.

Although he has a photographic memory, remembering it clearly does not mean that the movements can be reproduced one-to-one.His good memory has already helped him a lot. If it weren't for Lin Xiangbei's really good memory, he could distinguish the point of departure very well and quickly mastered it. A beginner like him would not even be able to reach this level.

Joel is very nice and doesn't knock down the confidence of the students in the dance class.

He looked at Lin Xiangbei encouragingly, with a slightly surprised expression on his face: "Very good, it exceeded my expectations. You are talented, the only difference is practice. It doesn't matter if you can't keep up in the early stage, just practice more. Me and your teammates will help you."

Lin Xiangbei smiled at Joel and nodded seriously.

His expression was still calm, and he didn't see any anxiety or anxiety. He just observed and studied carefully, and practiced over and over again.

Because Lin Xiangbei knows very well that the reason for this difference is actually very simple.It has nothing to do with talent, it's purely the difference between practicing dance for ten years and a few months.

During this period of time, no matter how hard I practiced, I couldn't cross the distance immediately.

Joel has confidence in him because he has specialized in one dance for a month and a half, and he has good teachers and good teammates. As long as he is willing to practice over and over again, he will be able to hone it without foundation.

Just like the example in the draft where you can make your debut and go on stage immediately without any foundation in dancing, some stages can still be completed to a high degree.

"I haven't practiced dancing for a few days, and I still miss it." Bian Nanyi pinched the collar of his T-shirt to wipe the sweat off his neck, grinned at himself in the mirror with a bright smile, and sighed narcissistically, "Hey, Still so great."

Quan Zhe rolled up both sides of his short sleeves, and wore the T-shirt with the effect of a sleeveless shirt. He grabbed the collar and fanned the wind, and kicked him in the void without words: "What's so amazing, it took so long Just remember, stupid as always."

Bian Nan spread his hands, and his hair was messed up by himself: "I don't have as good a brain as Brother Bei, so it's all my fault!"

Mr. Joel leads the dance in front, and the position during practice is more casual, because after mastering it, he will adjust the position and practice the different dance moves individually.

Zhou Yubai stood in front of Lin Xiangbei's side, so his eyes sometimes fell on him.

The usual Zhou Yubai is cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive, reticent, and has a long reflex arc. From time to time, two sentences that look like cold jokes will appear, which makes people dumbfounded.

But Zhou Yubai was shining when he was dancing.

When he is not on stage, Zhou Yubai omits the step of expression management, and moves with a blank face, but he does not look like a dancing robot without emotion.

He looked calm, but he precisely controlled his strength in every movement. He didn't save his energy to jump every time, but tried his best every time.

Popping's movements are clean and neat, the muscles contract and relax rapidly, the moment of vibration perfectly fits the beat, and every move exudes hormones that are so strong that they cannot be ignored.

The black racerback vest on his body was already wet with sweat, and the silver necklace swayed with his movements, making his neck slightly red. With Zhou Yubai's indifferent expression, there was a unique sense of atmosphere that belonged to him.

The dance class of the day lasted until nine o'clock in the evening.

After Teacher Joel left, Bian Nanyi was so exhausted that he was out of breath, and collapsed on the floor with his limbs splayed, not caring about his image at all.

The little golden retriever slowed down for a long time before he felt his heartbeat soaring to [-], and finally slowed down gradually.

He didn't even want to move a finger, and yelled pitifully: "Oh, I'm thirsty, I'm tired, who will carry me back to the dormitory—"

Quan Zhe didn't bother to talk to him, rolled his eyes, and said ruthlessly: "Be thirsty, if you don't want to leave, just sleep on the floor here."

Bian Nanyi didn't think it was dirty, so he lay down on the floor, turned his head and waved at Quan Zhe perfunctorily: "If you haven't talked to you, a trash Zhe is not a human being."

Quan Zhe: "..."

A head appeared in Bian Nanyi's vision.

Lin Xiangbei squatted down next to Bian Nanyi who was lying on his back, lowered his head, and stared at Bian Nan whose perspective was completely reversed.

Bian Nan looked at Lin Xiangbei upside down for the first time, and grinned amusedly, "Brother, I'm thirsty."

Lin Xiangbei, who was squatting silently watching him, touched a bottle of water, and put the water level on Bian Nanyi's face: "Yes. Here you are."

Bian Nan turned over and sat up, drank the whole bottle in one gulp, wiped his mouth and gave Quan Zhe a middle finger: "See, my brother Bei is the best to me."

Wan Bai on the side drifted past like a ghost, moved his feet out in a vain manner, and waved his hands feebly: "I'm going back to sleep, and we will fight again tomorrow."

Bian Nan raised his head: "Brother Wan Bai, are you skipping dinner?"

Wan Bai was too tired to eat: "Sleep is more important."

The tired old man Ji Xuxi stood up: "I'm going back to sleep first, I don't feel comfortable sleeping after eating."

It’s okay if you don’t eat dinner, just treat it as losing weight.

So Quan Zhe and Bian Nanyi discussed going to the 24-hour convenience store next to them, and just order a small snack on the hour.

"Brother Yubai, Ah Bei, aren't you two together?" Quan Zhe turned his head while supporting the door frame, wondering why the two of them didn't follow.

When Bian Nan thought about eating, he became more energetic: "The convenience store next door has hot buns and grilled sausages."

Lin Xiangbei shook his head: "Go first, I want to stay and practice."

Bian Nan was startled when he heard the words, and didn't say anything to comfort and encourage, nor did he persuade Lin Xiangbei not to worry, but just smiled brightly, scratched his head, and nodded happily: "Well, brother, don't come back too late, in case something happens Bastards who don't sleep in the middle of the night, still have to pay attention to safety."

It's rare that Bian Nanyi can think of something useful, Quan Zhe added in agreement: "Although this situation may not happen, it's better to be careful."

Lin Xiangbei rolled his eyes: "I'm not a child."

Bian Nanyi smiled, his round dog eyes looked like a child: "Then let's go first. Brother Yubai?"

"I'll practice again." Zhou Yubai leaned on the wooden railing on the left to assist in stretching, and said lightly, "You guys go back first."

"Oh." Bian Nanyi couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words and muttered, "This is the first day of closed training, it's too curly, too curly."

After the four people left one after another, the dance practice room suddenly became extremely quiet.

Zhou Yubai put his arms on the railing and looked at Lin Xiangbei without emotion: "Dance once, let me see."

Lin Xiangbei was taken aback, realizing that Zhou Yubai probably didn't want to stay for additional practice, but wanted to teach him how to dance alone.

He didn't thank him directly, but just nodded, connected to the speaker, and hit the play button.

After a whole day of lectures, Lin Xiangbei basically mastered the first section.

Zhou Yubai didn't speak while he was dancing, but just watched with eyebrows raised.

Lin Xiangbei danced very seriously. In fact, he could feel a little soreness in his muscles now, and a little tightness, but it should be relieved a lot after stretching.

"The strength is enough." Zhou Yubai pointed out the problem concisely after the music stopped, "But the whole thing pays too much attention to the sense of strength, but it doesn't feel like it can be retracted freely."

He simply said: "Like this."

Zhou Yubai first imitated Lin Xiangbei's short dance just now, raised his hand, turned around, and threw it out.

The overall look is very hard, and it can be seen that I have tried my best, but every movement is too hard, and it will look like some strange muscle fighter, lacking in beauty.

If it wasn't for Lin Xiangbei who did this action, it would have been more obvious.Good-looking people add a bit of unnecessary beauty to unattractive actions.

The standard for whether each movement is in place is not the whole process of force, but the degree of relaxation, strength, and softness. Only a moment of explosive force can highlight the sense of strength.

Zhou Yu was expressionless, and said calmly: "If you masked your appearance on stage with your actions just now, fans might think 'he really works hard' instead of 'he is so handsome'."

"The only compliment a fan might get is 'Oh, he doesn't paddle.'"

Lin Xiangbei: "..."

He nodded, thoughtfully, and carefully wrote down this point.

Zhou Yubai briefly demonstrated: "Like this, it is right."

Also raise your hand, turn around, and throw it out.

The movements are clearly the same, but Zhou Yubai's seemingly simple three-node movement is still full of attraction.

Lin Xiangbei only thought it was indescribably beautiful.

Not a single bit of power was wasted.Precise, crisp, too fast to analyze, yet impressive.

It looks like a straight sword, but it is made of several willow branches with strong flexibility. The moment when the string is drawn is very slow, but the moment when the bow is tightened and the hand is released, it can be fired thousands of times instantly. inside.

Just this one movement can make people feel the foundation of dancing.

Zhou Yubai signaled him to try this action alone: ​​"You do it."

Lin Xiangbei carefully recalled Zhou Yubai's demonstration just now, tried to restrain his strength first, speed up his turn around, and threw his arms out neatly like a run-up before take-off——

Zhou Yubai folded his arms, his expression still calm: "It's better. Now the fans in the audience should say, 'Who is this newcomer, if only he develops a department, it will be fine if he trains for another five years, and I will definitely chase him'."

Lin Xiangbei: "..."

During the training, Zhou Yubai taught very clearly, and his words hit the nail on the head to the point of being a bit poisonous.

But the effect is remarkable.

After all, Joel did not only teach Lin Xiangbei one-on-one, and Zhou Yubai's level was not much worse than that of the choreographer. He even proposed a few adjustments, which were adopted by Joel.

Some people were touched by the dance and wanted to learn to dance, just watched a few minutes of stage clips.Because I want the audience to feel the charm of the stage, it doesn't take a long time, a few minutes, tens of seconds, or even just a few seconds to catch the audience's heart.

It was the first time to watch Zhou Yubai dance closely and carefully. Lin Xiangbei felt the charm of the captain's dance that cannot be ignored.

When he is not on the stage, he does not manage his expressions. His expression is very calm, but it has an indescribable taste.

When doing popping, the vibration of the shoulders, neck and arms is so smooth that people are reluctant to blink. Every joint in the body seems to be given the mission of emitting hormones.

This dance combines a small part of jazz. The characteristic of jazz is that if you dance well, you will lose blood.Zhou Yubai's expression was cold, his knees were slightly bent, and one long leg was stretched out, pushing his hips, and he handled the original jazz's unique erotic movements just right.While making people's heart beat faster, there is a sense of abstinence of indifference and alienation. The sense of distance not only does not get closer, but pushes it farther.

People's eyes follow deeply, but they know they can't touch it.

My heart beats faster, and I will be deterred by that bit of restrained coolness.

Zhou Yubai's core strength is very strong, and his abdominal muscles are not built for nothing.Therefore, every movement is very crisp, and the instant explosive power is extremely strong.

He can sustain a three-hour concert singing and dancing at the same time, so even if he stays to practice with Lin Xiangbei, he still doesn't feel tired.

If fans see the dance clips in the practice room, they will probably call Zhou Yubai's waist strength and urgent need for nosebleeds.

Lin Xiangbei tried to press the split action again, and adjusted it over and over again.

In the practice room, only Zhou Yubai's brief words could be heard.

"too low."

"Touch your stomach. Straighten your back."

"Straighten your right leg."

"Raise your upper body up."

"Too stiff."

In the dance practice room, when Zhou Yubai taught Lin Xiangbei to dance, he was very strict, simple and direct, but actually very patient.

During the rest, Zhou Yubai didn't speak much anymore, he was a little gentle.

The pointer in the practice room quickly pointed to one thirty in the morning.

The corridor was already pitch black, and the staff were all off duty, so naturally they wouldn't keep the lights on.

Zhou Yubai glanced at the time and shook his head: "Go back. But rest after stretching, otherwise your muscles will be very sore tomorrow."

Lin Xiangbei tendons are not very soft, but it is more difficult to stretch than to dance.

He lowered his eyes lightly, and actually clenched his teeth when he pressed his legs.

Zhou Yubai's hands help him hold down, and he has practiced dancing all year round. Zhou Yubai is very experienced in the position that needs to be stretched, and knows where the limit and the appropriate range are.

If you don't stretch properly, you can easily get injured.Zhou Yubai once suffered a loss in this regard, but now he can see where Lin Xiangbei's problem is at a glance.

With Zhou Yubai's help, the possibility of injury will be minimized.So Lin Xiangbei paused and did not refuse.

During the practice, both of them were very serious and had no other thoughts at all.

Just stretching, when Zhou Yubai pressed Lin Xiangbei's shoulder with his hand, he could hear the slightly disrupted breathing of the other party.

There was a flash of daze in his expression, he didn't know what he was thinking.

There is no need to lock the door of the practice room. After the practice, the two will return to the dormitory together.

In the dark corridor, the only thing that can be borrowed is the moonlight outside the window and the scattered neon lights in the distance.

The windows should have been intentionally left half open for ventilation. When you pass by, you can feel the warm and humid evening wind blowing across your cheeks, refreshing with a touch of coolness, which is very comfortable.

At one or two o'clock in the morning, the usually crowded streets were empty.

You don’t need to wear masks or hats in full armor, and you can breathe free air. Although you sweat a lot after exercising, you are tired, but you feel very comfortable.

It takes about 10 minutes to walk from the company to the dormitory where the trainees live.

There were no heavy clouds in the night.

There is a lot of rain in spring and summer, and it comes without warning.

A low rumbling sound echoed in the sky, and a bolt of lightning pierced the peaceful night sky.

The sudden heavy rain came densely and urgently, and the halo of the street lamps was dimmed by the rain.

Lin Xiangbei's black hair, which was already wet with sweat, was instantly drenched and pressed against his forehead, he couldn't help being startled.

Standing under the streetlight, he turned around, looked at Zhou Yubai who had also become drowned in a short period of time, and laughed inexplicably looking at him.

Zhou Yubai, who seemed to be very far away when he was dancing just now, is now standing in the rain soaked, his light brown hair is messed up covering his eyes, looking embarrassed, stunned, and laughing.

So Lin Xiangbei couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth.

At first, he only slightly raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing why he wanted to laugh out loud, but later he relaxed to feel the rain falling from the sky, and subconsciously showed a bright smile towards Zhou Yubai.

Lin Xiangbei likes rainy days.

Zhou Yu Bai Dingding, who was suddenly drenched, stood where he was, and Lin Xiangbei, who looked at him smiling, stood in the heavy rain, his beautiful face was wet by the rain, but he happily raised his head quietly and closed his eyes.

With arms open, not only did not dodge or avoid, but chose to embrace the heavy rain.

Why hide from the heavy rain.

Why do you have to hold up an umbrella.

In the heavy rain that is avoided by 1 people, there is always one person who will choose to accept and like it.

Zhou Yubai originally wanted to say, either he ran back to the dormitory quickly, or he could go to a convenience store not far away to buy two umbrellas.

But when he saw Lin Xiangbei's smile, his bad and irritable mood, which was wet by the rain, disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Yubai gave up hiding from the rain.

The rain in summer is not cold or hurtful.

In the past, Zhou Yubai would frown when encountering a sudden rainy day, thinking that maybe he was not lucky today, how could he be unlucky to catch up with the rain for a few minutes.

But now Zhou Yubai suddenly realized that it seems that he can also think about this matter from a different angle.

He quietly looked at the smile on the corner of Lin Xiangbei's mouth, at the black hair that naturally fell down when he raised his head, and at the cold white neck in the night, the rainwater slid down the beautiful jaw line, along the piled up The small puddle on the thin collarbone finally disappeared into the collar of the mountain-like white cotton T-shirt.

The halo of the street lamp was as hazy as a sunset mist. When Lin Xiangbei raised his slightly receding face, his black and white eyes suddenly fell into his eyes.

The rain wet his eyelashes, and the mist seemed to cover him too.

Zhou Yubai seemed to smell the unique earthy smell of summer.

The soil was like fireworks in the apocalypse, Zhou Yubai curled up his fingertips slightly, frowned unconsciously, and then let go in a daze.

In the heavy rain, he quietly watched Lin Xiangbei lost in thought from a few steps away.It seems to be yesterday, it seems to be today, it seems to be the last life, and it seems to be now.

He didn't know if he was mentally disturbed, or if he got sick from the rain.

He seemed to care more about the person in front of him than this damn annoying and reassuring rain.

want to hug.

want to kiss.