Chapter 52
Wan Biqing: "..."

How do you feel weird?How about you remove the "we"?
Ning Ji laughed, swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "That depends on how you behave."

Wan Biqing still had illusions at first, thinking that senior brother Ning Ji was just talking, but she didn't realize that she was thinking too much until the formal training in the practice room.

He is really scary!

As soon as the door was closed and the glasses were put on, Ning Jisi smiled at them politely, "Come on, let me have a look at the dance first, the music won't stop in the middle, dance as much as you can, stop if you can't."

"it is good."

He divided the sword, and when he put it in Lou Jinhuan's hand, he said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Come on."

Then he retreated to the corner and looked at them with folded arms.

Lou Jinhuan took a look at Ning Ji, and when the music came together, her eyes instantly became sharper, and she began to chant.

The voice fluctuated with the music, Ning Ji nodded expressionlessly.

[Tsk tsk tsk, Ning Ji was really serious when he was working, so serious that I completely ignored that he is a handsome guy, and his mind is full of my head teacher]

[Help, I feel a chill on my back for an instant]

[Whether he is satisfied or not, how can he have no expression at all, he can't tell at all! 】

【Could it be that he's training Loulou and Xiaowan's psychological endurance? 】

Lou Jinhuan also felt the same way, she felt that Ning Ji did it on purpose, standing in front of them without showing the slightest expression, the pressure immediately multiplied.

She tried her best to pretend that Ning Ji didn't exist, and danced on her own.

Wan Biqing would glance at Ning Ji occasionally, but Ning Ji would not give feedback. Wan Biqing became more and more flustered, and soon made a wrong move.

One wrong step, one wrong step, Wan Biqing couldn't keep up behind, and stopped panting.

Lou Jinhuan finished the dance smoothly. She finished the last movement and looked at Wan Biqing. Wan Biqing smiled bitterly, "I didn't jump down, and I haven't practiced yet."

Lou Jinhuan put away his sword, "I haven't practiced it yet, and I don't remember the next two movements."

"It seems that you are very clear about your own shortcomings, so I won't talk nonsense anymore."

Ning Ji waved at them, picked up the tablet and wrote "one," "Now let's talk about the specific problem."

"Lou Jinhuan, your problem is obvious, you don't look at the camera, you avoid eye contact."

He suddenly called his full name, Lou Jinhuan was a little uncomfortable, but still listened carefully.

"I'm really not very good at catching the camera."

She candidly admits, "Is there any way to work out?"

"Yes, I'll tell you about this later. Let me talk about the second question first. Eye contact is very important. Girl group idols, you have to learn to capture the camera and make eye contact with people off the stage. God's eyes can make you feel better. People remember you at a glance, and many emotions are more contagious when they are conveyed through the eyes."

Speaking of this, Ning Ji paused for a moment, he looked at Lou Jinhuan with a delicate expression, obviously he also remembered Lou Jinhuan's problem of running away from home with that facial expression.

Lou Jinhuan understood his eyes, pursed his lower lip and said, "I'm trying to make my expression richer."

Ning Ji felt that there was a story in her expression, and thinking that Wan Biqing was there, she just patted her on the shoulder, "It may be difficult to change, but fortunately, this sword dance doesn't require you to have too many expressions, cool It’s okay, but your eyes must be shown, and we’ll focus on it later.”

Then he turned to Wan Biqing and analyzed her problems, what was not strong enough, too soft, slow, not stretched enough...

After summing it up, Wan Biqing's complexion was like dirt, and she even wanted to go to the ground.

Obviously his tone was as gentle as ever, but what he said made people want to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

In the end, Ning Ji took a sip of water and concluded: "It's only been four days since you made this progress, which is not bad."

Wan Biqing: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

She lay on Lou Jinhuan's shoulders, her heart ached, "I'm trash..."

Lou Jinhuan seldom gets so close to people, a little unaccustomed, raised his hand for a long time and then dropped it, imitating others and patted her on the back stiffly, "You are not useless, you are very talented."

"Really?" Wan Biqing looked at her suspiciously.

"Really, as long as you work hard, your future is limitless." Lou Jinhuan said sincerely, even if you don't have an appointment, you can make your debut smoothly by yourself.

The latter words were not spoken, but Wan Biqing vaguely noticed it.

She straightened up, feeling better.

"Drink some water."

Ning Ji took two bottles of mineral water and handed them to them, "My requirements are relatively strict, because I am a dance instructor, I can't just guide you, I can't accompany you in the practice room all the time, so I pointed out all the problems at once, It was changed in one go, and it was much more convenient for us.”

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his tone slowed down, "Actually, you are all very talented, but you haven't fully discovered them yet. From the perspective of others, your performance today is already very good. You won't be ashamed to get it on the stage. , but we can do better, why not? The second husband only has one chance, and the opportunity cannot be repeated. I hope you will recall this paragraph in the future, and you will not regret it, there will be no regrets."

"So I want to use the highest standard to create a stage that you will never forget."

Lou Jinhuan was slightly moved, but did not speak while drinking water.

Wan Biqing was more emotional, her eyes were already red, "Yeah."

"Cheer up, girls, be confident, our show will definitely blow up Ergong's stage, come on—"

"great, good luck!"

Wan Biqing stretched out her hand, Lou Jinhuan glanced at her, and put it on top like the others, Ning Ji smiled and put it on top.

"One, two, three, come on!"

The moment he withdrew his hand, Lou Jinhuan vaguely noticed that Ning Ji pressed her palm.

She couldn't help but look at Ning Ji, but Ning Ji had already got up, leaving only the faint touch of her palm and the stirred up ripples.

"Come on, keep practicing."

Ning Ji clapped his hands, continued to lead them through the action, and then talked about the eyes and the camera.

When the two of them are on the road, he will go to other rooms to watch the progress of other groups, and then guide them one by one, but it is definitely not as detailed as the guidance here.

In the next few days, I will repeat this kind of life. Although the high-intensity training is tiring, the effect is obvious.

On the last day of stage rehearsal, the two of them changed into their clothes and went through it again, and the staff at the scene were full of praise.

Ning Ji gave each of them a hug.

When hugging the building to have fun, she still whispered in her ear: "It's great."

The persistence and hard work of these six days have been affirmed in these two words.

Lou Jinhuan suddenly smiled, looking at Ning Ji's eyes seemed to be shining, "Thank you."

Ning Ji's Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to say something more, but someone called him, so he had no choice but to give up. He took a last look at Lou Jinhuan, and suddenly bent over to hook her fingers and squeezed them hard.

When Zai Lou looked over in puzzlement, he raised his hand and gestured for a phone call by his ear.

(End of this chapter)

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