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The coach looked at the eagerness in the eyes of the teenagers with satisfaction: "Everyone has to practice all the dance moves, and I will guide and correct them one by one."

Pan Yu turned his head and leaned into Cheng Yan's ear: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll accompany you back to practice at night, break down the movements, and think about them one by one."

He was really worried about Cheng Yan, everyone knew about Cheng Yan's dancing ability, the sunspots who didn't like him so far, still liked to take screenshots of his clumsy moves before to laugh at them.

Cheng Yan looked at him and smiled slightly: "Well, I will study hard."

"Line up, start practicing, don't talk and chat!" Coach Huang sternly called, "Especially the one who wasn't there yesterday!"

He was really impressed with this player named Cheng Yan.

In the audition before, there were group singing and dancing in several group matches. He was almost exhausted teaching this kid to barely keep up with the formation.

It's a nightmare to have the same hands and feet!

The fast-paced dance music sounded, and the teenagers watched carefully and began to study.

It's the same dance, and I just learned it for a while, and I can see the obvious difference soon.

Ya Yilun's current dance steps are quite standard, Zhou Yunying dances more seriously, and the other contestants have their own strengths and weaknesses. Only two underachievers stand in the last row.

Cheng Yan was apprehensive in his heart, and purposely held back his strength, but Tong Tong, who was beside him, paddled more than him.

He stretched out his arms and legs lazily, his movements were correct, and his limbs were basically coordinated, but he didn't do it well.

As soon as Teacher Huang glanced at the back row, his face became unhappy: "The last two, I can't keep up with the progress today, so I will save them until twelve o'clock at night."

Tong Tong shrank his neck and finally got serious. Cheng Yan was also taken aback, not daring to hide it on purpose, and immediately got serious.

Tong Tong was jumping and jumping, his eyes drifted to one side.

What a ghost, this person next to me is that Cheng Yan who used to dance smoothly, and every time he practiced dancing, he was worse than dying? !

Half an hour ago, I didn't know how to do any movements, why is it suddenly a plenum now? ...

Not only did Tong Tong's eyes widen, but Pan Yu, who had been watching Cheng Yan obliquely in front of him, also turned his head frequently in surprise.

Cheng Yan's movements not only kept up with the overall rhythm, but also seemed to learn faster than him, and they were also standard and graceful? !

The group dance reached a whole backward movement, everyone turned backwards, and the last row became the first row, and everyone was in a trance for a moment.

Why did Ailun run to the front to lead the dance again?

No, not Aylon!

That healthy young man in the middle of the front, with a standard dancing posture, a thin waist, and a back full of vitality as he shakes his head and jumps, who is it? !

There was a bit of commotion in the crowd, and soon they turned around again, and Ailun became the first row again, but everyone was shocked in their hearts.

It's not that the dance is really amazing, what's important is that the dancer seems to be Cheng Yan? ...

He was the one who was scolded the most by the coach for so many training sessions before. He obviously didn't have any dancing talent, and the funny and stiff scenes were uploaded crazy on the Internet!

Cheng Yan finally felt something was wrong.

Oops, I jumped into it so easily, I was too involved.In any case, such a huge difference cannot be expressed at once, which cannot be explained.

He quickly stopped his movements calmly, and began to deliberately make some small mistakes.

I practiced for a whole day, from eight o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the evening, except for a one-hour break for lunch, I was sweating profusely for the rest of the time.

Coach Huang nodded lightly: "Everyone can basically remember the movements, but there is still a long way to go in place and standards. Rehearse tomorrow on time, don't be late."

After saying this, he said coldly: "Tong Tong and Cheng Yan will stay for more training."

Tong Tong's eyes widened immediately, with an expression of disbelief: Is this coach poisonous?He was obviously very serious later on!

The boys who were close to him all burst into laughter, but Coach Huang suddenly added: "Student Ya Yilun, please work hard and stay."

The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief, and they all ran away—fortunately, there was no one, their whole bodies were so sore, they just wanted to go back and take a quick shower, and then collapsed on the big bed and fell asleep!

Teacher Huang reopened the music play button with a blank face.

"You two practice, Yilun work harder, give me some guidance, I'll go and have a meal and I'll be back."

The three watched Coach Huang leave and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Cheng Yan smiled, and immediately began to practice repeatedly. This time, he didn't dare to cheat any more, and changed some of the small movements that he deliberately made mistakes during the day, and the movements immediately became more standard.

Tong Tong had no choice but to have a bitter face, and had to jump up repeatedly, but after all, he had been tired for a day, and even if he wanted to, his legs were still heavy now, sore and numb as if they had been poured with lead, but the effect was getting worse and worse.

Ayilun observed for a while, and the more he watched, the more surprised he became. Cheng Yan seemed to have no need for anyone to teach him at all, and his skills have been quite good for a while!

He turned his head and walked up to Tong Tong: "Let me teach you, cheer up."

Tong Tong was irritated, and suddenly turned cold: "Who is not energetic? I have been tired all day, I want to be energetic, and I need physical strength to keep up. Do you think everyone is like a bull?"

He spoke with a gun and a stick, Ai Lun held his breath, and stretched out his hand to hold his waist: "You can't do this, the movement of sending the hips is a bit hard, you have to do this..."

When dancing, the little friends had too much physical contact, and it was very common to press each other's legs and hold their waists. He didn't have any grievances, but Tong Tong shivered, and his face turned red.

Like an electric shock, he jumped away: "What are you doing? I hate it when people touch me!"

Ya Yilun's face turned dark: "Are you a big girl or a little daughter-in-law? What if I want to eat your tofu? I can't fly up if I touch you..."

Tong Tong twitched her lips: "You should kneel down quickly!"

Ailun was so angry that he was about to choke with him, but Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder.

"You go back first, Tong Tong and I will practice by ourselves." He smiled and shook his head at Yilun, soothing his eyes.

Ya Yilun waved his hand: "Okay, you can practice with this little fairy, and tell the coach that I'm leaving!"

Tong Tong snorted at his whirlwind-like back, and muttered: "Cut, silly white sweet."

In the huge dance hall, only Cheng Yan and Tong Tong were left. The bright lights illuminated their stiff silhouettes, and the energetic dance music echoed alone, filling the entire hall.

Tong Tong suddenly collapsed on the ground angrily.

As soon as he lay down and closed his eyes, a shadow fell over his face.

He opened his eyes, only to see Cheng Yan smiling and leaning over, grabbing his wrist.

"You have a few movements that are not in the right way, and you will be more tired than ordinary people when you jump up. Come, let me teach you."

... Tong Tong stared at him blankly.

He came to teach himself?

Cheng Yan ignored his surprised gaze and forcefully pulled him up with his wrist.

"Look clearly, for this movement, the shoulders should be put in first, and then quickly opened, the bigger the better, don't be shy, I'm sorry to do it." He quickly demonstrated that the dancing posture was very standard, "On the stage, it is exaggerated , Only the beauty of power."

Tong Tong said with a straight face: "...don't do it, I'm exhausted."

"No matter how tired you are, you have to do it. If you lie down, your movements won't become standard." Cheng Yan looked at him encouragingly, "If you study hard and use some snacks, it will make a difference."

He demonstrated again, and seeing that Tong Tong was still not moving, he did it again.

one more time.

Again.

Tong Tong watched him persevere in the demonstration over and over again, and frowned: "I don't want to be a lead dancer, so it's almost enough?!"

This person is crazy, what position do we have to control him?

Cheng Yan stopped and looked at him with crystal clear eyes: "If it's your one-man show, you can do whatever you want. But this is a group singing and dancing, your perfunctory will make the show that could have scored ten points become only nine points. "

"I didn't deliberately perfunctory, I can only dance like this!..."

"Okay, you didn't perfunctory, but you didn't try your best." Cheng Yan didn't compromise, but insisted, "Look at me, I'll do it again."

Tong Tong watched him demonstrate again and again in front of the mirror, and finally cried out in a broken voice: "Okay, okay! I'll learn, I can't do it!"

He reluctantly straightened his back, followed Cheng Yan's instruction, and did it once helplessly, opening his shoulders forcefully and stretching exaggeratedly.

Why?My actions in the mirror seemed to be really good-looking and standard.

And, without much effort.It's much easier than he used to be.

Involuntarily, he followed that posture and did it again.

Cheng Yan looked at it seriously and smiled: "Yes, that's it. And this movement, you look at me."

He rested his slender hands on his waist, gently rising and falling with the music: "The waist does not move, the hips are gently sent out, and then quickly received."

This time, Tong Tong finally didn't feel awkward anymore, and did it again bravely.

"No, don't send out so much." Cheng Yan stretched out his hand to cover his waist and hips, taking care not to touch him as much as possible, "This kind of movement should not be too stretched, but reserved, otherwise it will be easy to look lustful."

Tong Tong felt the soft hand on his waist, and exclaimed in embarrassment: "What kind of lust, I don't have it!"

Only people like Ai Lun would fill the stage with flirtatious flirts!

Cheng Yan smiled and coaxed him: "Okay, no, I know."

This Tong Tong hates provocative gestures and seductive looks the most. He has a childlike disposition of being proud of his talents, which he has already observed.

"Come on, do it again with me." He said gently, sparing no effort, just like the young team members who guided their "Dazzling Realm" back then, "Look, this way..."

Tong Tong's body stiffened, and finally moved again.

The music played over and over again, and Tong Tong took a hasty look at Cheng Yan from the mirror.

It looks so young and youthful, even a little naive.

With the rhythm of the music, I repeated those mechanical movements that I had practiced for a day with him over and over again, but they were as standard as a textbook.

The whole face was already covered with sweat, and the wet hair was tightly attached to the exquisite and handsome profile.

But his eyes were not tired at all, but they were like gemstones that became clearer and clearer, dancing briskly, radiant and even full of enthusiasm.

The almost domineering self-confidence comes from liking and love. Tong Tong, who loves singing, knows this better than anyone else.

... Outside the door, Coach Huang watched silently without making a sound.

It wasn't until the two teenagers danced three more times that he walked slowly through the door, stood in front of Cheng Yan, and said suddenly, "Stop and take off your shirt."

Cheng Yan stopped dancing in astonishment: "I'm sorry, why?"

His body is really hard to see. Many injuries from being beaten by that scumbag stepfather have healed up these days, but they are not healed after all.

Coach Huang said with a straight face, "I want to see your physical condition."

Cheng Yan hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to follow his advice.

Sure enough, as soon as the clothes were taken off, Coach Huang's eyes widened, and Tong Tong's eyes widened even more, like a frightened cat.

The young man's thin and well-proportioned upper body was naked, only wearing loose dance pants, made of snow-white silk, and the waist of the trousers tightly bound his very thin waist. There was no trace of fat on the entire upper body, but it also looked extremely thin.

But what happened to those faint bruises and scars? !

Cheng Yan sighed softly in his heart, quickly bit the bullet, and said proactively, "I went to practice Sanda with my friends a while ago."

Coach Huang looked around suspiciously for a long time, feeling a little confused.

Leaving aside these injuries, the point is that he has been quietly observing Cheng Yan's movements just now, and the more he watches, the more certain he is that the essentials of the movements he instructs Tong Tong are impossible to understand unless he has been immersed in this way for a long time.

This kid definitely has good dancing skills!

As the saying goes, one minute on stage, ten years of practice off stage, it is impossible to suddenly open up.If I guessed right, this kid was actually hiding his strength before?

If this is the case, there should be traces of long-term dance practice on his body, whether it is muscles or lines, there will be traces to follow.

However, the facts told him that he guessed wrong.

Although the boy in front of him had a well-proportioned and graceful body, he obviously didn't have any decent muscles, nor did he have the shape of his waist and abdomen left by long-term dance practice.

Inexplicable, incredible! ……How can this be?

"I don't care why you pretended to be crazy before." Coach Huang couldn't figure it out. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "But I know at least one thing."

Cheng Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't argue, just listened quietly.

"You have an excellent talent, and you must also be full of love for dancing!" Coach Huang suddenly got a little angry, and said sharply, "No matter what the reason is, from now on, I will demand you with the strictest standards for leading dancers. You're wasting your talents!"

Tong Tong next to him staggered and almost sprained his foot.

——The lead dancer at position C?With someone like Ai Lun who has been practicing dance hard since he was a child?

Cheng Yan lowered his head and remained silent.

The bright lights in the dance studio shone on his head, dyeing his black hair with a warm luster. When he raised his head again, something in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter.

He looked directly at Coach Huang, and curled his mouth slightly: "Understood, teacher, I will work hard."

……

Tong Tong dragged his legs and walked into the bathroom listlessly. It took him a long time to come out of the shower, lay down on the soft bed, and stared straight at the ceiling.

Lu Jin quickly jumped up, and smiled flatteringly and teased: "Oh, it's hard to be drilled by Lao Huang! Come, let me give you a massage."

Tong Tong's future future must be limitless, and the resources are against the sky. It is always right for him to curry favor with a future friend in the circle.

He carefully pinched Tong Tong's shoulders: "By the way, Cheng Yan was taught a worse lesson, right? Did Lao Huang vomit blood because of his anger?"

Tong Tong glanced at him: "He must dance better than you and me."

Lu Jin stared at him in astonishment: "...what did you say?"

Tong Tong thought about Cheng Yan's skillful and graceful dance just now, and said absent-mindedly: "It was just pretending that he couldn't dance before."

Lu Jin's expression finally changed.

Tong Tong is not a character who can talk nonsense and jokes at all. He said that Cheng Yan danced well, so it must be true.

"Why is he so disgusting?!" His eyes were full of sudden anger, "Pretend not to sing, pretend not to dance, and now suddenly stage a big reversal?"

Tong Tong frowned: "What do you care about him? No matter how he pretends, he can sing and dance, that's his own ability."

"Of course you said that, because you have never been tricked by him in this way!" Lu Jin yelled angrily, his originally pretty face was clouded.

Damn it, if he hadn't pretended to be weak and stupid in advance, he wouldn't have challenged him, and he wouldn't have lost his place in the top five!

Sitting on the bed alone, he said bitterly: "Their company is really good, and they have a good hand. I see such counterattacks and ruined makeup. In fact, they are all fired up by themselves, right?"

Tong Tong squinted at him, and said without hesitation, "Whether it's hype or marketing, at least you have to have some real skills, and you have to buy it from the audience. Instead of getting angry here, it's better to practice the group singing and dancing in the final."

Lu Jin's face was slightly red, and he pursed his lips and stopped talking, but his heart felt like it was fried.

The last resurrection match will be aired on Friday, and he can almost imagine what the public opinion will be when the audience sees Cheng Yan's song and hears that crushing performance.

Those who lick the screen, those who are amazed, those who laugh at him for shooting himself in the foot...he will become a clown, a brilliance that sets off the flames!

He signed a contract with a big entertainment company with good resources and strong strength. He even said clearly that as long as he gets good results in the show, he will spare no effort to praise him.

The future development, the importance of the company, and the reputation of debut were all ruined by Cheng Yan, a scheming villain!

It was all his fault, he deliberately chose the exact same song as himself!

He clenched his fists tighter and tighter, lowered his eyes, picked up his phone, turned and walked out the door.

……

The resurrection challenge of "Sensual Idol" will be aired on this Friday.

For the first time ever, Hu Fan contacted several V numbers in the small entertainment industry, and made an appointment to send the prepared draft immediately after the broadcast that night.

He was thin-skinned, and although he knew about the incident that day, he didn't mention it in the draft, and he didn't even sneer at Lu Jin at all.

Most of the content is Cheng Yan's beautiful high-definition photos, as well as praises for his artist's singing skills. It's not an embarrassment, but a truthful compliment.

The public relations account I contacted read the draft and smiled on WeChat: "Oh, old Hu, this draft of your company is really strange. You only praise yourself and don't step on others?"

Hu Fan said haha: "They are all children, how can they make you die?"

The other side enthusiastically suggested: "How about this, I'll repair it for you, step on the opponent a little bit, and write the title "Shocked! The dark horse player of the sensual idol advances amazingly, and defeats the hottest player without any suspense!"—how about this?"

"Hahaha, don't act like today's headlines, don't!"

The other side had to say: "Then my ugly words can be said first. This kind of draft is not torn or trampled. The effect is not good. Don't blame us."

"Okay, don't blame you!"

After a long time, the other side seemed unintentional and said: "Old Hu, Ouyang Lei of your company, Zhou Yunying under his command, I heard that they didn't enter the top five?"

Hu Fan said "Hey": "You are very well informed? Yes, that child is unlucky. My family Cheng Yan is really lucky!"

"Then Ouyang Lei will probably die of anger? Hahaha."

This old Hu has been in this business for more than ten years, and he is still so thin-skinned and soft-hearted. No wonder he can't get ahead even now.

Ouyang Lei, who was in the same period as him, had a dark heart and a thick skin, and had many tricks. If it was his turn to encounter this, he would have to trample the other artist to death!

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, the new episode of the program started on time, and countless boys and girls were waiting on time, sitting in front of the TV and the Internet.

In this episode, whoever can resurrect will win, and who will challenge whoever wins. Under the official V and Chaohua of "Sensual Idol", a bunch of comments have long been in full swing.

Last time because of Cheng Yan and Pan Yu's upset, several popular players were accidentally eliminated, and they all have fans!

The fans of Xue Chubai, who has a bad personality, Su Xiao, who is mischievous and soft, and Lu Jin, who has excellent singing skills, have become the protagonists. They quarrel with each other on Weibo every day.

[Bet on two cucumbers, Lu Jin wins first, Xue Chubai wins second, Su Xiao and Zheng Yuan depend on who plays well. 】

[Disagree, Xue Chubai dances well, and the live effect is explosive, so he must have won the vote. 】

[I just like to smile, little Huya is so cute, I won't allow my son to lose the election! 】

[No matter who wins, who do you think will be challenged? 】

[That goes without saying, Cheng Yan and Pan Yu... After all, they only rap and sing. The chorus last time was super effective, but if they sing alone, they are much weaker. 】

In Cheng Yan's official group, Zheng Qingqing and the others didn't want to break the contract and spoil the result first, but in the core group, everyone was beaming.

Zheng Qingqing: "Quack, let me tell you, pay attention to Lu Jin immediately, I always feel that his face is swollen on the spot~~~"

Qin Xiaofeng weakly sent a regretful expression: "Yeah, I think the show crew should add special effects to his face."

Li Yuanyuan kept brushing up topics on Chaohua Square, and her heart was itchy for a long time: "Oh, I'm so anxious! I really want to see sooner, these people who said that Lu Jin will be promoted, will they go crazy later? ?”

Zheng Qingqing: "Crazy is crazy. Fans cook as they please, and Lu Jin's fans are also stupid!"

A few little sisters chatted happily, and Zheng Qingqing @小火火miao: "What are you doing, sister? I haven't thanked you very much yet. The on-site tickets given are great, and they are in the front row! I got them from our house Yanyan signature!"

Little Flame's head was gray and motionless, exactly the same as these days.

Zheng Qingqing was eating melon seeds, and said to the bed opposite: "I think Xiao Huomiao must be a super successful gold-collared lady who lives in a luxury house with an annual salary of one million, goes in and out of luxury cars and clothes, and wears the latest limited edition Hermes Bags—what do you think?"

"I think the annual salary of one million is a little underestimated. Think about it, just in our group, we have given out nearly [-] red envelopes..."

Qin Xiaofeng browsed station B for a while, and then reviewed the rounds of the ward round, and suddenly whispered: "Hey Qingqing, tell me, could she be an old aunt? The film king Zhao Feng has a super mother fan, both in their 50s Oh, the boss of the listed company, in order to support Zhao Feng's birthday party, he directly paid 500 million yuan."

"Ah? No way..." Zheng Qingqing hesitated.

That's right, let's just talk about the tickets from last time. That's the VIP area. If Sister Little Huomiao is really an ordinary person, how can she say that she got it?

Did you just sit with them without seeing that super rich Shaolin Lie Kai?

The two girls looked at each other, and the image of a wrinkled and stern lady appeared in their minds, and they both shivered suddenly.

In the management group, suddenly, a message popped up.

Little Flame: "Yes."

! !

The two girls were so frightened that they almost sprinkled the melon seeds on the bed. They really can't tell people behind their backs!

"Ah! I knew you would be here, Miss Sister, Yanyan will make an appearance tonight!" Zheng Qingqing laughed awkwardly, "I don't need to spoil the results, do I? Hahahaha..."

Lin Liekai casually typed "um": "I knew the result a long time ago."

The author has something to say: Lin Shao: It seems that I will never be there, but it seems that I am always there.

Commonly known as Schrödinger's online state.

In addition, who the hell said I was attacked by a lady? !