Draft men's team's record of base [Entertainment circle]

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Yu Sihang's legs were so sore that someone gave him a massage for free. Before he was too happy, he stretched his legs immediately: "Yes!"

Their circle was originally small, and Yu Sihang's legs were so long that he stretched them just in front of Guan Qi.

Guan Qi adjusted his posture, first he applied pressure slowly on the inner side of the ankle, and said while pressing, "This acupuncture point is called Sanyinjiao."

Wrap his calf with both hands, and press the lower edge of the raised muscle with two middle fingers: "This is the Chengshan acupoint."

Then he moved forward, and pressed the lower side of the knee with his thumb: "This is Zusanli."

In the end, he rubbed his whole calf again, sometimes lightly and sometimes hard, with good strength.

Yu Sihang felt that his whole leg was alive with Guan Qi's rubbing. Although it was still sour, the flowing lemon juice was much better than lemon jelly.

"And this one!" He moved his other leg closer and asked with a smile, "Do you still want to massage?"

"I only know a little," Guan Qi took the opportunity, and said while pressing, "The teacher who taught dancing before taught me by the way."

Mao Yu stared beside Yu Sihang greedily, sat up and rubbed next to Yu Sihang: "Brother Guan Qi, should I do it after he finishes pressing?"

"You are so beautiful." Guan Qi glanced at Mao Yu, "I just demonstrate it to you, and do the rest by yourself."

Mao Yu was not happy: "Then why don't you use me as a model?!"

Guan Qi ignored him, and walked back to the projector with the part paper he had just divided: "You press it first, I will re-arrange the dance, and we will follow the new order later."

They massaged their legs for a while according to Guan Qi's method, and it really improved a lot, not as uncomfortable as when they first got up in the morning.

When the rest was almost over, Guan Qi also re-choreographed the dance, and the five of them re-divided into parts, and finished the dance according to the new formation. They all felt that it was much easier than the original dance.

Yu Sihang didn’t have a deep understanding when he watched the dance adaptation of Group A of "GetJinxed". Now that he has become the first beneficiary of the adaptation, he couldn't help but sigh: "Are you cheating? You are simply the bug of this competition!" "

"Hey, you just know." Mao Yu embraced Sihang's shoulders, "So we have to hold Brother Guan Qi's thigh tightly in this competition."

"Don't give me a high hat, the key is to look at yourself, otherwise you should be eliminated or you have to be eliminated." Guan Qi said, and brought the canvas bag brought in the morning from the corner to everyone.

"What is this?" Mao Yu squatted down curiously. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of sandbags. "Isn't it? Binding sandbags? Is it so old-fashioned?"

"It's a bit old-fashioned, but it's very suitable for this dance." Guan Qi nodded, and took out the sandbags to share with everyone, "This dance requires a lot of exercise, and we have to practice for six days in a row. I'm not sure if I can keep my physical strength at my best. But if I practice sandbags these days and take them off on the day of the performance, I will feel very relaxed."

Yu Sihang wanted to ask if there were only four days left, would it be useful, but seeing that everyone else took the sandbags and tied them to his legs without saying a word, he didn't say anything.

The morning ended like this. At noon, a few people went to eat together, and came back to rest for a while. In the afternoon, they went through it again and started to buckle.

Among them, Guan Qi, needless to say, the master who can never forget after watching it three times, his actions are naturally the most standard. The rankings of Mao Yu and Liang Xiao are there, and their abilities are not too bad. Even No. .10 is a Dancer.

Therefore, in the dance part of this group, Yu Sihang is the only one who lags behind.

Just deducting the first part, there is already a significant gap in progress.

Yu Sihang felt that he was holding back, but the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made, and he was so angry with himself that his face turned red.

Guan Qi stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Otherwise, let's practice separately, I will be in a group with Sihang, and you will be in a group of three, it will be more efficient."