Then Wen Wan stood up, stretched out her hand, and motioned everyone to put their hands up and cheer each other up.
Tian Yiwei was the first to respond to her and put her hand on top of him, and then the rest of the people also stood up and put their hands on top of her.
Then Wen Wan shouted, "Come on, everyone!"
Then she pressed her hands down hard. The team on the side looked at them in confusion, not understanding why the atmosphere in their group changed so quickly. They wanted to cry to death in the last second, and then suddenly changed 360 degrees in the next second.
[Wen Wan is really good at leading the team. If she hadn't said to divide the parts, who knows how long the others would have cried.]
[Go Pretty Team! Wanbao will win!]
[I suddenly think this is quite interesting. I want to know whether Wen Wan's group can win.]
"You guys practice the song first, I'll go learn the dance first, and then I'll teach you after I finish." Wen Wan said, looking down at the dance on the iPad.
The rest of the people obediently held the lyrics book and practiced their parts.
Wen Wan took only over an hour to successfully learn the entire dance moves. This dance actually has quite a lot of moves, but they are very fragmented, so it is still difficult to learn.
Moreover, the original dance is a uniform sword dance, and even the jumping height is the same. If it is not practiced in unison, the effect will be greatly reduced.
She couldn't help but feel a little worried. Was seven days enough for the ten of them to master the sword dance? After all, team competitions looked at the performance of the entire group, not the performance of an individual. It would be useless if she was the only one who danced well.
I shook my head and stopped thinking about it. I'll just take it one step at a time.
Then she went to have a meal, and when she came back she started teaching everyone to dance.
Chen Xiaoyue asked in disbelief, "Captain, are you done dancing?"
Wen Wan nodded, a hint of doubt flashed across her face, and she asked, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Oh my god, this is too strong, Captain, did you really have no basic skills before?"
"Why would I lie to you? I really am an actor. If you don't believe me, you can wait until the competition is over and go home to watch my drama." She yawned and then explained.
Then she found a mineral water bottle from somewhere, placed it in the center, and said to everyone, "Let's practice with this bottle as the center."
Wenwan patiently led everyone through the movements over and over again.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, everyone finally managed to memorize all the dance moves and lay down on the ground to rest tiredly.
Seeing that everyone was tired, Wen Wan said considerately, "You're all tired, go back and rest first. It takes more than one day to train, so don't be so tense."
The others nodded. Tian Yiwei listened to Wen Wan's words and asked, "Wan Wan, aren't you going back?"
"Ah? I'll review the movements carefully and go back before twelve o'clock. You go back and rest first." Wen Wan said and urged Tian Yiwei to go back.
Tian Yiwei originally wanted to stay with her, after all, it wasn't long before twelve o'clock.
But Wen Wan insisted that she go back first, and since she couldn't persuade her, she had no choice but to follow the main group.
Wen Wan sighed in relief when she saw everyone had left. She took out the soul-gathering bell hanging from her waist and said, "Jingyi, there's no one here. Come out."
There was a flash of golden light, and Jingyi's figure appeared in front of her, sitting beside her by the wall familiarly.
After the theme song assessment, she and Wen Wan have established a friendly revolutionary relationship.
Jingyi looked at her leaning against the wall with a frown on her face, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong with you?"
"Is there any way to quickly learn group dancing?" Wen Wan asked helplessly.
Jingyi thought about it carefully, then shook her head. "There's no other way. If you want to dance well, you can only rely on time to hone your skills and let the dance moves become physical memory. But this often takes a lot of time."
Wen Wan held her forehead with her hand and said with a worried look, "But the performance is only a week away. We don't have more time to get used to it. Besides, we still have to practice the song during this week."
"I have another idea. Do you want to hear it?" Jingyi looked at her seriously and said.
"What's your idea? Tell me! Tell me now!"
Jingyi smiled and said mischievously, "Then can you burn some more money for me? There are a lot of beautiful clothes in the ghost market, but I can't afford them."
Ever since Wen Wan gave her the blessing of the talisman, she often went out for a stroll alone at night. As long as she didn't scare anyone, Wen Wan let her do whatever she wanted.
In fact, Wen Wan also got some information from the Internet through Jingyi's familiarity with singing and dancing. There was indeed a trainee with this name in previous years, but when participating in the competition, the person suddenly disappeared mysteriously. The police were called, but he has not been found until now.
The family members came to the production team to make trouble several times, but in the end it was fruitless.
This was all she found on the Internet, there was nothing more. Anyway, there was still a lot of time, so she planned to help her find her memory after the competition. After all, Jingyi had helped her a lot.
If it weren't for Jingyi's help, she might not even be able to be promoted to Class A because she withdrew from the competition because of the bet.
Although she has good talent, she would not be where she is today without Jingyi's guidance at all times.
Jingyi interrupted her thoughts and said, "Why not try adding props and situational drama elements to the dance?"
"This way you won't have to dance as much as before, and everyone's attention will be more focused on your plot."
Wen Wan's eyes lit up when she heard the suggestion, and she exclaimed excitedly, "What a great idea! Why didn't I think of it myself?"
After she figured it out, she quickly took out her notebook and began to design the dance routine and stage scenes.
I wrote and drew until twelve o'clock before leaving the teaching building. After returning to the dormitory, I saw that the lights inside were still on as soon as I walked to the door.
Wen Wan stretched out her hand and pushed the door open, walked in and said, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Ming Chuqing was writing and drawing in a notebook at the time. Without even looking up, she said, "How can we have time to sleep? Our group's dance routine hasn't even been rehearsed yet, and everyone else's dancing is just average, so this important task falls to me."
Wen Wan lay down on the bed tiredly, closed her eyes and said, "Me too! Qingqing, let's encourage each other!"
"I'm so anxious. I can't remember my lyrics!!" Tao Zhizhi said dejectedly, rubbing her hair.
After Wen Wan regained some strength, she supported herself on the bed and sat up to comfort her, "Don't worry, it's still early, you will definitely be able to do it."
Looking at the other three people who were all working hard to study the stage, she suddenly smiled and couldn't help but sigh that a week had really put too much pressure on everyone. After all, no one wanted to be eliminated.
She covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, then took out her cell phone from under the pillow.
Open WeChat and send a message to Zhou Ziheng.
Lovely little Wenwen: Handsome guy, are you home???
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