Tracing the sound

Chapter 34

For this level of dance, Bi Sheng didn't need to think about it at all. He could present it perfectly just by following his own rhythm.

He first demonstrated his actions to Yu Miao, and then demonstrated the part Yu Miao was going to complete.

Yu Miao had a good memory, and he could firmly imprint all the actions in his mind just once.

He is very attentive, after all, at this stage, the opportunity to be personally guided by a male god is rare. However, after dancing several times, Bi Sheng showed a bit of worry on his face.

"Stop for a moment." Bi Sheng called to stop the rehearsal.

In Lanmoxuan, Zhuo Shen and Lu Peng were drinking tea leisurely.

"Are you sure this idea will work?" Lu Peng asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, it will take two days at most." Zhuo Shen said firmly, "If it's quick, it can be done tonight."

"It's not that easy, is it? Although Yu Miao is not ready, you are not unaware of Bi Sheng's ability. I don't think he will be able to defeat him." Lu Peng is not as optimistic as he is.

"Do you understand the principle of wooden barrels? Even if Bi Sheng's board is as strong as the sky, it can't fill Yu Miaoque's hole." Zhuo Shen said, "Bi Sheng must know this better than me, and he will give up soon. "

"I always feel that Bi Sheng's pool is too deep, so I may not be able to find a solution. Anyway, my mission has been completed, and I'm afraid you will end badly when the time comes." Lu Peng reminded.

"Impossible? The focus of this matter is on Yu Miao. No matter how hard Bi Sheng tried, it's useless." Zhuo Shen knocked on the table to focus: "If you don't practice ballet for three to five years, you won't know your pulse. Peng Shuyu He is a master again, and Yu Miao just works harder. It is impossible to make up for this inherent gap. The important thing is that Peng Shuyu can't do other dances. He just wants to cover up all his life and there is no room for maneuver. Think about it, just his obsessive-compulsive disorder Personality, would allow Yu Miao to be hanged and beaten at the scene of a car accident?"

"No, but if he knows that you plan on him like this, he will probably quit." Lu Peng said coolly.

"Then it's up to him. I've thought about it. At worst, my brother will organize a group to cry in front of him. There are only a few days left before the competition, and it's too late to find a dance partner, or he will accept this mess and do it himself. Or wait to be bored to death by us, I guess he will definitely choose the first one." Zhuo Shen blinked slyly.

"The old fox is the old fox." Lu Peng stretched out his thumb and praised, when Zhuo Shen's cell phone rang, and the word "Bi Sheng" was displayed brightly on the screen.

"Look, isn't this the bait?" Zhuo Shen raised his eyebrows and smiled, and pressed the connect button.

"Peng Shuyu is not suitable." Bi Sheng said straight to the point.

"I also know that he is not suitable, but I really can't find anyone else besides him." Zhuo Shen pretended to complain: "You said that he can face up to He Ning, how many other people are there besides you? Not to mention skills, but age It’s inappropriate first, right? Uncle and uncle bring a minor, can you watch that scene? Besides, everyone loves feathers like you, who would do it if they are not relatives or reasons? You don’t know, please move You should be considerate of how much effort Peng Shuyu has put in."

What Zhuoshen said almost burst into tears, and then hung up the phone angrily.

"I guess I still want to struggle." Zhuo Shen threw the phone on the table and smiled knowingly.

"High! It's really high! Your move is so simple, I admire you brother!" Seeing that everything is under Zhuo Shen's control, Lu Peng couldn't help feeling a little bit elated as he fantasized about the bright future of Fusheng Studio dominating the world.

Bi Sheng fell silent, narrowing his eyes and thinking.

Yu Miao stood aside anxiously, not daring to disturb him.He could probably feel Bi Sheng's dissatisfaction, and felt even more ashamed of his incompetence.

He is very clear that although he can dance modern ballet, compared with those professional dancers who take it as a profession, practice day and night and accumulate a deep foundation, his performance is nothing more than empty air.And such a gap cannot be made up by just a few days of sleepless and restless cramming.

Bi Sheng was obviously also troubled by this.

"I'm sorry...Mr. Bi, my... level is too bad." Yu Miao felt sad, and bowed deeply to Bi Sheng: "I'm sorry for bothering you."

Bi Sheng's thinking was interrupted by his sudden apology. Seeing the child drooping his head in a reflective gesture of self-pity, as if he had made a huge mistake, Bi Sheng found it a little funny, and it was rare for him to be in a good mood to comfort the two of them. Sentence: "It's not your problem. There is a specialization in the art field. It is really reluctant to have to match Peng Shuyu."

Yu Miao received comfort from the male god, and while being moved, felt a little better.

Bi Sheng was thinking about how to break the impasse in front of him.

Yu Miao can barely be regarded as half of Bi Sheng's apprentice, and the best dancer is naturally Bi Sheng's best classical dance, and he is not good at modern ballet.

What is certain now is that if you have to dance modern ballet, no matter how opportunistic the choreography is, the result will not be very good, but if you want to match Peng Shuyu, modern ballet is the only choice. Go up, or change partners, there is no other choice.

But if the logic of dance is considered, there may not be no compromise.

"I'll prepare the music, and we'll continue tomorrow." With a general idea in his mind, Bi Sheng explained to Yu Miao and Lin Mo before going back for half a day.

Lin Mo was left out all afternoon. Although it was common for Bi Sheng to ignore him, he usually didn't pay attention to others, but today he talked to Yu Miao for a long time. Lin Mo guessed that Bi Sheng was giving Yu Miao guidance. With such differential treatment, the grievances in his heart became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but want to vent.

"Hey, what are you talking about with Big Brother Bi?" Lin Mo wandered to Yu Miao's side and asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." Yu Miao didn't want to talk to him.

"Your mouth is quite stiff. I know it even if you don't say it. It must be because you are not good at technology and you are disgusted by others, right?" Lin Mo said with a smile.

Yu Miao was poked at the sore spot and kept silent.

"I really guessed it?" Lin Mo gloated: "I advise you to be a little self-aware. How do you say something? By the way, mud can't support the wall. If I were you, I wouldn't lick my face and move up." , wasting people's time in vain."

"Have you said enough?" Yu Miao suddenly turned her head and looked at him coldly: "I won't let Teacher Bi waste time, absolutely not."

Yu Miao's expression was very solemn. For some reason, Lin Mo felt that he had no way to refute.He suddenly felt that he was really boring. He knew that he couldn't get anything good, so why bother with an unknown amateur here?

Anyway, he is considered a celebrity now, so there is really no need to lower his value, so with this self-righteous pride, Lin Mo snorted disdainfully, and walked away with his head held high.

Yu Miao was the only one left in Zhuoyu Hall. He turned on the computer, found the teaching video of modern ballet, and practiced the basic skills silently.

At 01:30 in the morning, the music editing was completed. Bi Sheng rubbed his stiff neck, stretched his body and leaned on the back of the chair, rested with his head up and his eyes closed.

It's been... a long time.For other people, for other things, put all your heart into it.

For some reason, Yu Miao gave him a strange feeling, for example, he could make him make exceptions repeatedly.It's obviously the clingy personality that Bi Sheng hates the most, but whenever he sees him trying to restrain himself but still can't help posting it, Bi Sheng always has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Even he himself thought it was a bit crazy, but it was just a competition with no technical content, and the entertainment component of guest assistants was probably greater, at best it was just for fun, why did he take it so seriously?

Maybe he was really lowered and bewitched by those clear eyes that would look at him sincerely no matter when and where.

Early the next morning, Bi Sheng checked and accepted Lin Mo's practice results as usual, raised a few issues for improvement, and left him to fend for himself.

He walked up to Yu Miao and inserted the USB flash drive he had brought into the computer. Just like yesterday, the two of them wore an earphone and listened to the edited music.

When Peng Linlin came in, she thought she was blind.

When did Bi Sheng become so approachable?Although Yu Miao has the attribute of being painful, how could a cold-blooded creature like Bi Sheng fall so easily?

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and after making sure she read it correctly, she excitedly immediately invited other melon eaters to witness the miracle together.

After a while, all the idlers gathered, and Zhu Zhenyao sat down next to Bi Sheng, put his shoulders on his shoulders and joked, "Oh, Boss Bi started using earphones when did we, our 360-degree surround sound imported big speakers Is it paper?"

"Get out." Bi Sheng shook off his hand displeased.

"Hey, don't be impatient, let me hear what is so mysterious and allows you to form a private chat." Rong Bingxuan quickly pulled off Bisheng's earphones and stuffed them into his ears.

"Lele alone is worse than Lele together, you idiot!" Peng Linlin scolded Rong Bingxuan in disgust, and unplugged the headphone plug, so there was no need to grab it now, and the beautiful melody began to reverberate throughout Zhuoyutang.

Bai Hua drew an analogy, and ran to turn off the sound of "Flying Apsaras" in two or three steps, completely ignoring Lin Mo who was in the middle of dancing practice.

Seeing this group of people laughing and laughing together, completely treating themselves as air, Lin Mo gritted his teeth hard.

After the music was played here, the melon-eating crowd looked at each other in disbelief, and then they seemed to have been stimulated by something, and they became even more excited.

"Is this the music you specially cut? My dear, is it going to rain yellow?" Zhu Zhenyao said exaggeratedly.

"Damn it, I've been begging you for a whole year to make you change a natural paragraph, your operation is too flamboyant!" Rong Bingxuan complained angrily.

"Comparing yourself with other people's diehard fans, isn't that bringing shame on yourself?" Zhu Zhenyao sarcastically said.

"You are arrogant!" Peng Linlin gave Yu Miao a thumbs-up: "It's very promising to let you, Teacher Bi, go out in person."

"Are you all free?" Bi Sheng was disturbed by their quarrel, and asked with a cold face.

Everyone immediately shut up, Peng Linlin winked, and the idlers withdrew wisely.

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Shen: Hahahaha, did you fall into the trap?

Bi Sheng: Think beautifully.

Zhuo Shen: ...