After Yunling calmed down, she continued training everyone according to her plan.
"Everyone, today we're going to learn how to walk, because we'll be walking on stage for a fashion show. So we need to learn how models walk to better demonstrate our professionalism and grab the audience's attention."
"First, we need to do a hip lift exercise, which is a crucial point of leverage for taking a step forward when walking. Before that, we need to train our leg strength."
Yunling plundered medical books and some useless account books from Yun Chu and Yun Shenghua respectively, and then placed them on each person's head one by one.
Then he quickly ran to Granny Fan's house, got some useless scrap cloth from Bingniang, tore it into twenty pieces, ran outside on the road, randomly grabbed some mud and sand from the ground and put it on the cloth, tied it up, and after twenty rounds, he finished the simple sandbag.
Yunling tied sandbags to the left and right feet of each of the ten people, and then said:
"Let's train the right leg first. Knee tucked in, like this, yes, then extend the leg so that both feet are in a straight line, toes pointing forward, right hip, that is, lift it up a little here, yes, hold it like this."
The moment the word "maintain" was uttered, all sorts of problems arose: some had notebooks piled on their heads, some looked like they had lice on their bodies, and some swayed back and forth indecisiveness.
"Head up, chest out, stomach in. If you drop your notebook, quickly pick it up and continue. Keep your upper body still, don't sway to one side, relax your shoulders, don't shrug like you're shrinking into a shell."
"Pay attention to lifting your right hip a little. If you don't listen and try to slack off, your left leg will be like it's been amputated tomorrow. Quick, pick it up, quick, lift it up. Okay, now let's train the left leg, just like the right leg. Hey, right, lift your hip up and down, not left and right."
"Don't bend your legs, keep them straight. Just lift your hips up, okay? Don't let your waist sag, don't let it sag. Tuck your butt in and let your hips drop naturally. Hey, that's right."
"..."
Yunling's voice echoed in the courtyard, with only the cicadas in the trees chirping twice in response before another call came.
"Next, bring your feet back, spread your legs apart, and perform hip raises in place."
Yunling demonstrated for a while, then went behind each person, placed her hands on their hips, and guided them to exert force. This whole process was quite time-consuming, and the one-on-one teaching meant that it was noon before she knew it.
After lunch, everyone sensibly rested for a while before starting to train their swan arms. After completing a set of movements, they waited for Yunling to give them instructions.
"After learning how to lift your hips, we will learn how to swing your arms. The arm swing of the model is also very particular. The range of arm swing cannot be too large or too small, and it needs to be determined according to the clothes you are wearing. Normally it is between 15 and 30 degrees."
"Okay, now that you all understand, let's try it out. First, let's wrap your right hand around your back once, palm facing outwards. See my palm? When you swing your upper arm forward, it shouldn't go past your fingertips, and when you swing it backwards, it shouldn't go past the highest point of your hips. See? That's it. Come on, everyone, try it."
Try it and you'll die.
It looks easy and simple, but when you actually start training, it's not as simple and easy as you imagine.
Since there were no mirrors to look at themselves, most of them looked down directly at their own backsides. But while it was easy to see their fingertips, it was difficult to see their own backsides. Some even strained their necks by looking down too hard and kept yelling.
Yunling could only let them rest for a while, some drink water, some eat steamed buns, and some go to the toilet. Only after a quarter of an hour did they regain their interest in training.
"Okay, how about this, you two stand facing each other, divided into five groups. This way you can help each other check if you've made any mistakes, and you can also get a feel for yourselves by observing each other's postures."
This was indeed a good method, and everyone obeyed, standing in opposite directions as Yunling requested. And it seemed to be working quite well, with only Yunling's voice remaining, shouting.
"Don't swing your arms beyond the highest point of your hips. Look at what you two are doing, they're practically sticking up to the sky."
"And you ladies, this is arm swing training, not a casual stroll around the village eating sunflower seeds. Keep the range of motion smaller."
"Pay attention, pay attention! When we swing our arms backward, it's an active motion, while when we swing them forward, it's an inertial motion. You have to be very careful about this."
Yunling talked about this one sentence for three whole days before she stopped. After another two days, seeing that everyone had developed muscle memory from the training, Yunling asked Tang Ling and Yun Ruoxia to keep an eye on things while she drove the carriage into the city.
The brothel was indeed bustling with activity again. Even in broad daylight, the building was packed with people. Yunling had no intention of going inside to greet the madam, lest she be stopped again and pressured into handing over her goods with sweet talk. That was unacceptable.
Yunling came out today simply to purchase some cotton fabrics in other colors. She figured that since this was going to be a fashion show, there had to be a variety of styles, and the bras also had to be changed to capture the audience's attention and get them to place orders like crazy.
Hmm... As for other things, we'll need to buy them some cosmetics and face powder so they can have some energy during the fashion show.
Yunling went to the fabric shop first. She made a point of passing by the shop that sold "Zhaoyeqing" as a cheaper alternative. There were visibly fewer people there. She wondered if the black briefs were selling poorly because the color was too monotonous.
It was either because someone discovered that the material inside was not right, or because of the impact of the brothel.
Yunling deliberately slowed down the carriage, straining her ears to catch a few casual remarks inside.
"You'd better hurry up and finish making it. Right now is a crucial time. If you can finish it, you'll be embroidering until your hands are sore, and we'll be getting so much stuff that our hands are sore. We'll all be counting copper coins until our hands cramp up."
“I understand this principle, but when I ask you what you look like, you stammer and gesture here and there. You can’t describe it in words or draw it. Even if a god fell from the sky, he couldn’t do anything about you.”
“We’re not in this industry, so naturally we don’t know, but you come from this industry, how can you not know? We’ve done our best to explain it this way, so you need to be smarter and think more for yourself.”
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