The Idol Group and the Crown

After the Ten Commandments were finished, a team assistant next to them sent each of them a manual.

The first half of this year has all the curriculum, holiday calendar, men's team positioning and five-year planning.

The second half are personal data files and score sheets.

After finishing this, Uncle Jiang motioned the cameraman to confirm the integrity of the video and turned to sit and drink.

The teachers of other main courses and sub-classes took turns on stage to elaborate on the course planning. They were not humble or overbearing and were very kind to them.

"From tomorrow on, the class will be officially started and the weight will be measured every Friday at 8 am."

"If there is an emergency, please contact the internal affairs at any time, and the captain will report to me indefinitely."

The uncle gave a thumbs up and turned the silver lighter in his palm twice.

"Captain you choose."

When he said this, his eyes were looking at Huo Jian.

The six returned to the 17th floor, and immediately turned to the title page of the player's manual with his name on it.

In the second half of the book, there is a profile page for everyone, and even the orientation and English name are all up.

Corona has six letters, one for each person, and c is really left to Huo Jian.

cain, Cain. Eve and Adam gave birth to the eldest son in the Garden of Eden, the name means to get.

"First choose the captain." Long Ji helped Xie Lianyun throw away the debris in his room and hugged around the big carton: "I give a vote -"

"Are you not interested?" Xie Liyun followed behind, carrying scrapped headphones and keyboard.

"He is afraid of trouble, and his temper is scattered." Bo Jiu was writing the information sheet without raising his head: "If Long Ji is called to lead the team, Uncle Jiang's heart attack will have to be angry."

When he mentioned Uncle Jiang, the dormitory was silent for a few seconds at the same time, as if he felt the breath of death.

"Uncle Jiang...a bit fierce." Chi Ji whispered.

"But people are very good, and fierceness is a professional habit." Xie Liyun throws away the garbage and closes the door, sitting back at them: "I didn't know if you heard about the incident five years ago."

"The artist he brought with him last time is the current Golden Daffodil Award winner, Han Zhao."

"At that time, Uncle Jiang's health was quite good, and his seniority and status were actually very high, but in order to fight for Han Zhao's resources at the wine table, he slammed into a stomach bleeding and was hospitalized."

Long Ji actually heard about this, and his eyes showed strange things: "But I heard that Uncle Jiang seems to have been beaten by Han Zhao's fans?"

"Yeah, Han Zhao's fans feel he treats the artists harshly, insisting that he gave all the good resources to the company's newcomers." Xie Lianyun was in the circle early, and when he mentioned these things, his tone was mature: "In fact, Han Zhao was already at that time. I'm ready to cancel the contract. I'm surprised that I'll cut off with Uncle Jiang when the movie is finished."

"The day he posted the announcement, all the fans posted clapping their hands and celebrating Han Zhao's escape." Xie Lianyun sneered, disdainless in his eyes: "It's time for him to stand up to the point of finding no one."

"Without Uncle Jiang and spf, that idiot is nothing."

The topic turned around and returned to the group. The guys were still satisfied with their English names and talked about the captain again.

At this time, it is not appropriate to mention ability and age. Moreover, it is okay to lead the team and these few things. If you talk more, you may accidentally hurt your feelings.

"Just let Huo Huo come," Bo Ju said without hesitation: "He has an advantage."

Huo Jian blinked: "What advantage?"

"It looks good."

Huo Jian:? ?

"This is true." Xie Lianyun thoughtfully: "I follow the vote."

He can listen to what the good-looking people say, without any problems.

Huo Jian tried to interrupt them: "Wait, when will I..."

"You've always been in good shape," Long Jiashun embraced him handily: "You see these three dogs, Yan Xie, Mr. Xiaochi Bo, who is not always good to you?"

Huo Jian froze: "Is it because of this?"

"Cough," Chi Ji was sitting dangerously. "Just a little."

"A good-looking person is the captain, and the team will be so cohesive that it's not easy to roll over." Bo Ju followed a serious way: "After all, you are handsome when training your face, and I have to beat him if you change to Long Ji."

"Teacher Bo, I found that you really have opinions about me~"

They took a full night's rest, changed their practice clothes half an hour early in the morning the next morning, and arrived at the dance studio at seven o'clock.

Teacher Wei was waiting at the door of the elevator on the 16th floor. When he saw them, he shook the electronic card in his hand.

"This year is Teacher Wei teaching?"

"Of course not," Wei Jie grinned: "I'm going to be the assistant teacher for boss Pei. I'll take your six leg stretches first."

He opened the door of the advanced dance studio, and the classroom was repaired into an octagon, like a glass beehive.

Two glass walls can be turned into projection screens, ventilation ducts and surround sound are concealed at four corners, and a series of facilities such as lights and video cameras are available.

Huo Jiantou once saw the octagonal classroom. When he walked in, he looked sideways at the layout. Huo Jian at the eight sides also looked sideways, like a scene in a science fiction novel.

Wei Jie has not been here a few times, turned on the light a few times, and then pressed the lift button to turn the double-sided mirror effect of the glass. The four walls immediately changed from the mirror to the transparent wall, and you can see the corridor outside the room and the outdoor sky.

"In the following three classes every week, it is at this time that I will take you to practice your basic skills for an hour and a half." Teacher Wei and them spent half a year and are very familiar with the students' physical qualities: "Like Huo Jianbojue Xie Lianyun you This kind of basic skills is relatively poor, you need to train upside down and stretch ligaments on weekends."

"There is also a new kid..." Teacher Wei looked at Mei Shengyao.

The cool kid glanced at him, and in the face of everyone, he approached the feet and jumped to the ground, then jumped into the air, the back muscles were tightly locked and the knee joints were hooked, and the purple gold crown jumped impeccably.

"Full score on the floor." Teacher Wei reached out and applauded: "Practicing classical dance since childhood? How about the basics of street dance?"

Mei Shengyao's expressionless hands hooked to each other, from the neck to the shoulder elbow wrist to all the knuckles suddenly seemed to be interlocked, and the machine quickly made a series of waves.

Wei Jie whistled and turned to smile at Chi Ji: "Have you met your opponent?"

Chi Ji smiled and blinked at Mei Sheng.

"He is my teacher," Mei Shengyao confessed: "When I was young, I learned the basics of learning from teachers in a dance studio with him."

Although the entertainment industry can subdivide many circles, there are actually so many top resources.

Everyone is dating and playing mahjong, and they can always get around together.

Wei Jie took them to warm up and stretch to 8:30, Pei Ru also walked in with a cup of vanilla latte on time.

He was wearing a street-style white coat and his limbs were covered by clothing, so he didn't mean to take off.

When Teacher Wei saw him, he stood up straight and bowed respectfully to say hello.

Pei Ruye slightly nodded, took the U disk and led the ppt to the white wall, and went straight to the topic.

"A total of 24 dances and six styles have been learned this year."

"I won't learn very deeply, mainly depends on your qualifications in different directions."

He is mature and sexy, and has a free and easy temperament of American men.

The ppt screen is switched to pure English handouts, and the lines are very clear.

"Oldschool is the earliest form of the three major dances."

"According to the forming order, they are respectively lockingpoppingbreaking," Pei Ru also looked at their six humanities: "In the first half of the year, we will learn two of the same, and in the second half of the year, we will decide which of the three newschools to learn."

"If there is no problem, start now."

The first song is "lookingforu" by kirkfranklin.

"I will demonstrate with Teacher Wei first."

The moment he stepped off the podium, the aura suddenly dissipated.

Wei Jie lowered the baseball cap and stood with him in front of six people.

『Don'tyouknowthati'vebeenlookingforyou

Don’t you know that I am looking for you

irealizenothingelsewillsatisfyme

I know nothing can make me happy

The moment the drums and the rhythm ignited at the same time, all the joints of the two of them stretched out in a moment, relaxed and casual but completely positioned accurately.

Both knees twitched and the elbows swayed, and the vibration combined with the chain effect had no stagnation. At the same time, the posture was as relaxed and pleasant as walking on the street.

Huo Jian's pupils shrank and started recording Pei Ruye's movements in the brain like a video recorder.

He did not search his resume out of awe, but even if he saw him dancing with Mr. Wei on the stage today, it seemed that he was suddenly immersed in the cold sense of insignificance.

I was too far behind.

All of Pei Ruye's movements are as easy as breathing and walking.

——Even if he was swinging his hips, neck, shoulders and flipping his joints at the same time, his expressions and movements were random enough to show no signs of performance.

『Youbeensogoodtous.youbroughtusfromamightylongway

You are so kind, you lead us through the path of glory

that'swhyweloveyou, comeon

That’s why, I love you so much

Teacher Wei's clean and tidy jump is still a bit handsome, but in front of Pei Ruye, he is completely like a student.

Because there are still traces of performance.

Teacher Pei's inattentiveness does not depend on his eyes, but on his absolute control of dance.

Their footsteps shook back with tremors, and their bodies seemed to be divided into forty chains of linked chains, and every fixed point was perfect when flipped and flipped.

Mei Shengyao and Chi Ji started dancing with them both at the second pass, staring at Teacher Pei's wrist and knee movements to repeat memory, and the expression became more and more serious.

Long Ji joined the third jump, and the frequency of the legs bouncing diagonally could actually keep up with the two teachers.

Xie Lianyun and Bo Jue glanced at each other, and followed the gesture roughly like a scarecrow silently.

The trainees can select popular and simple genres during the screening. After all, the company does not choose professional dancers, and the professional requirements are not so high.

When it was their six classes, there was no room for water, and the first lesson was directly recruited.

After three jumps, Huo Jian drew back his mind and went through the picture in his head, suddenly a little nervous.

Pei Ru also jumped three times without sweating. He unzipped the zipper and hooked his fingers, leading the six teenagers to jump.

There are already a few spf dance teachers standing outside the glass wall. They heard that Pei Shen came to teach dancing today personally, and the feeling of worship is beyond words.

The man smiled and turned around, swinging his shoulders, and his shoulder movement was clean and extreme.

There is no extra action, so flexible that he feels too sexy.

"Jesusyouare, jesusyouare, jesusyouare

God you are, **** you are, **** you are

youaremysunlightaftertherain

You are my sunshine after rain

Obviously, the class was serious, and at this moment, even the stage sense was completely jumped out, and the music and dance atmosphere were all condensed and melted on the man.

Teacher Wei stopped on the third pass and was completely a little fan when he looked at Teacher Pei.

When the music was turned off, not only did the teachers outside the court let out a long disappointment, Huo Jian even hoped that he would dance again.

It's better to just watch him dancing all the time and never stop.

"Did you see clearly?" Pei Ru also raised his lips and smiled. "An hour to remember the dance steps, if you don't understand, ask Xiaowei teacher."

Simultaneously looped the group dance version that has been recorded on the screen, and the volume is just right.

"After an hour..." His tone became subtle: "I'll teach you personally."

The man turned around and signed the teachers. Teacher Wei recovered, and was still a little excited when he said: "Come on, let's go through each bar."

The six people stood behind him in two rows and followed with rapt attention.

"One two three four, two two three four--"

"Here you have to raise your head while lowering your waist, your knees open and tremble, and thin Ju looks at the mirror!"

After an hour, Pei Ru also returned from the office.

And in his hand is a white bamboo knife without a blade.

The edge of the knife is smooth, imitating the style of Dongying, Huo Jian recognized at a glance that this may be a teaching point.

Wei Jie didn't stop, and took them to pick the details again, from one bar to one bar, slowly speeding up to two or three bars together.

The man held the bamboo knife and walked slowly in circles, gazing silently at their movements.

"Four two three four--"

"Uh!"

The white bamboo knife surface suddenly pulled to Huo Jian's back waist and heart, and the aching teenager sighed.

Wei Jie immediately added: "Huo Jian, your waist is too floating, the action is not in place."

"Don't use your mind to remember." Pei Ru also calmly said: "Use your body."

"Five two-three four, six two -"

"Uh!"

The second draw on Huo Blade's calf.

Huo Jian is wearing shorts and looks sideways in pain.

He faced the pair of peach-eyed eyes with a smile, and he endured the pain.

Wei Jie taught to jump in front, and six people were pumped in turns.

Pei Ruye's strength control is subtle.

If it is heavy, it will only hurt, but if it is light, students will not understand what to do.

The wooden knife turned and flew around his wrist, photographing everyone's joints as if they were nails.

Ji Ji and Mei Shengyao grew up practicing dancing from the age of three. Their body flexibility and comprehension ability are very strong. In Pei Ruye, they are basically symbolically pumped a few times to correct flawed movements so that they will not leak. .

Xie Lianyun and Bo Jue have been drawn into zebras in two hours.

It doesn't hurt when I hit it, but I make frequent mistakes and get pumped frequently, and a faint red mark gradually appears on my skin.

Huo Jian also had time to watch other people in the first half, and he endured the painless movement in the second half without a word.

He was not beaten too often, but he was too afraid of pain.

The bamboo slices were drawn onto the arms and calves, as if igniting large nerves and eroding all the way up.

But how can dancing not be beaten?

To be efficient and muscular memory, you have to carry this experience-like a slow to extreme trip.

Sometimes two or three movements jump in succession, Huo Jian can hurt the white lips.

The first time he tried to split the ligament, he didn't hurt it.

Because the former controls the power by itself, the latter comes with no signs.

In the end, the teenager no longer opened his eyes to watch Wei Jie's demonstration. He followed the impression in his mind and all the muscle memory to dance this song. His teeth were closed and his eyes were red.

Pei Ru also looked at him with his eyes down, leaving no emotion.

The foundation is not good, the waist is not soft enough.

I have to teach slowly in the future.

This dance has three minutes, which is equivalent to three hundred seconds.

Every second, knees, feet, legs, wrists and shoulders have their own changes and positions, which means that there are thousands of small movements that need to be recorded.

The whole morning was extremely long.

When get out of class was over, several people burst out with relief.

Pei Ruye, holding a white jade bamboo sword, said with a smile: "Students, see you the day after tomorrow."

The teenagers stiffened and stood upright: "Teacher goodbye!"

Long Li learned quickly, and in the next hour he was unharmed. He held Xie Liyun in his left hand and Bo Jue in his right hand, laughing and scolding them and taking them back to the dormitory.

Jiji and Yaoyao carried a meal card to get a few fitness meals for them, knowing that Bojue was paralyzed on the sofa and stayed at noon.

Huo Jian walked behind them, and the waist and elbow were still hot.

"I didn't expect it," Bo Jue couldn't even care about the long hair that was crushed when he fell on the sofa: "His...it hurts so much."

Xie Lianyunping lay on the other side with a serene look: "I will not go to the vocal lesson in the afternoon."

"If Teacher Zhong asked, I said I was dead."

Long Ji turned out of the medicine box to help them wipe the medicine, and said, "Due to the situation between you two, it is difficult to evaluate the C level, and you still have to practice."

Bo Ju said sadly and indignantly: "I have the ability to let Teacher Pei find me to learn piano!"

"I practiced him!"

Huo Jian quietly rubbed the red marks on his wrist, bypassing them and returning to the room.

The moment he was wrapped in soft bedding, he felt like a baby.

The sore and numb limbs entered a state of unconsciousness, and the consciousness in the brain gradually drifted away.

The phone suddenly shook twice.

[Union Bank Remittance Notice]: You have received a remittance of 500,000 yuan, and the account balance is 509,000 yuan.

The young man was confused and counted how many zeros he had. He didn't remember to be happy about it, and he fell asleep.

Zhong Fengyu did not expect these little rabbits to dare to be late for class the first day.

Forty-five years this year, the students brought out by him have long been uncountable, and many are famous.

Huo Jian looked apologetic, and the messy hair on his head hadn't had time to comb.

"Are you learning to dance this morning?" He said coolly: "I know."

Mei Sheng quietly gave him the sandwich in his arms: "Brother Blade, you didn't eat at noon."

Teacher Zhong did not seem to see the little movements of the boy, turning the information page and saying: "Three seventeen years old, two fifteen, one twelve?"

"It's thirteen," Mei Shengyao said immediately: "I have a birthday on February 14!"

Long Jiale said: "I am also February 14th."

"Don't rush to recognize your relatives first," Zhong Fengyu reached out and pointed at the three small stools in the corner: "Fifteen, you two accompanied the captain to eat a sandwich."

"The other three stood over and opened their throats to find me to measure the range."

Chi Ji aggrieved: "Teacher, I'm not late."

"The child is unpredictable, sit down." Zhong Fengyu's head is big: "Jiang Shu is thinking about every day, and the children in the voice change period are not afraid to break their throats when they come to learn vocal music."

Uncle Jiang knocked at the door: "You call me?"

Teacher Zhong was shocked: "You you you?"

Uncle Jiang opened the door and glanced at the six of them.

"I have asked professionals to watch it before." Uncle pointed to the 15-year-old group: "These two, this year is expected to start to change their voices in summer, and end in the second half of next year."

"Mei Shengyao was tested by his father. It is estimated that the voice change will begin next spring and end in 12 years."

"Ms. Zhong, are you watching?"

Zhong Fengyu clutched his chest and urged him to leave quickly: "I know, I'm going to class now."

As soon as Uncle Jiang left, the three big boys opened their throats in turn to find the state.

Then stand next to Zhong Fengyu to measure the sound field.

When the teacher presses a key, they sing along and find the boundary between the lowest value and the highest value.

"Long Ji, mid-bass," Mr. Zhong wrote quickly: "Small group c to small group two e, more practice, widen the vocal range."

"Xie Lianyun, baritone, small group f to small group two g."

Xie Liyun nodded while covering his throat.

Although Bo Jue was drawn into a zebra in the morning, he rested after three hours of rest at noon and came back to life. At this time, he returned to the proud little swan. His long hair was washed and dried, and it was silky like a long satin behind him.

"My range is small group f to three small group e."

Teacher Zhong was happy: "I remember you."

"When you were playing the piano in Vienna, I heard it offstage."

Bo Jue blinked: "Chopin?"

"Yeah." Teacher Zhong liked him very much, waving his hand: "You have an absolute sense of sound, there is nothing to talk about."

"Come on with the other three, let me tell you something."

Huo Jian and his companions stood back to the piano.

"You also heard what Uncle Jiang said. Both puberty and voice change are coming, and you must protect your voice."

Teacher Zhong closed the piano and said seriously: "Once the vocal cords are hurt excessively with the voice of the voice changer, do you know the consequences are irreversible?"

"Don't be greedy or greedy, usually do not allow Biao Gaoyin to take risks."

When he said these words, he was quite a bitter-hearted doctor: "Then to protect the body, cold and cough and ruin the throat, you must always be careful."

Huo Jian held a huge amount of 500,000 yuan in front of him and felt like an adult man. At this time, he was suddenly reduced to a children's group, his head lowered and he responded dumbly.

So three big boys and three undeveloped groups are divided into two classes, and each class will be taken in the future according to their physical conditions.

After the class was finished in the afternoon, six people met in the cafeteria of the cafeteria, Mei Sheng suddenly remembered a very important thing.

"Well, is it Friday tomorrow?"

Xie Lianyun looked at him blankly, and the sauce beef on the meal tongs snapped back.

"I... haven't we just finished the New Year?"