After listening to He Xizhou's "glorious deeds", Ye Ying couldn't help but admire him secretly in her heart.
Perhaps it was because he himself was a man without any edges and corners, Ye Ying had always had some unspeakable envy and yearning for the kind of character that had the courage to stick to oneself.
There is probably no one who would dislike someone who can shine with his own strength.
The daytime was spent in fulfilling practice. During this time, instructor Pei Changxu came to class B to inspect the students' learning situation. After watching all the students dance the theme song, he was very surprised at Ye Ying's performance: "You really don't have any dance foundation? You have practiced like this in three days, which is already very good!"
Pei Changxu was not exaggerating. Even among the twenty or so people in Class B, Ye Ying's dancing ability could rank among the top ten.
Ye Ying knew where such achievements came from: "I know nothing about dancing, and everyone helped me."
Pei Changxu affirmed: "There are still two days left, and you can still reach a higher level. You need to work on the details of your movements. Besides that, you need to practice managing your facial expressions."
He winked at Ye Ying: "Don't be so serious, you are so handsome, you will look better when you smile."
After resting for a while after dinner in the evening, Ye Ying packed a few bottles of iced orange juice in a bag and went to Class A.
After three days of practice, most of the students in Class A had mastered the theme song quite well. Perhaps they felt that there was not much room for improvement if they practiced further, so that night there were only five people in the Class A practice room, and half of them chose to rest in the dormitory.
Li Jingfei, Ming Yuechen and another student from Class A, Qi Rui, took the orange juice and thanked them. He Xizhou pointed at them and said, "This orange juice was originally given to me. You are all just taking advantage of it, don't you understand?"
After spending a few days together, they became more familiar with each other. Qi Rui was no longer afraid of He Xizhou like he was at the beginning. He smiled and said to him, "Look at how proud you are, Brother He! I can also teach Ye Ying. I am not much worse than you in dancing."
He Xizhou: "Let's battle."
Qi Rui immediately pretended to be deaf and rolled to the corner with the orange juice.
He Xizhou then looked at Ye Ying and asked, "Have you completed the task assigned yesterday?"
"During practice during the day, I asked my classmates to help me with shoulder and leg stretching. I did fifty frog jumps in the morning and during lunch break respectively." Ye Ying reported honestly.
He Xizhou was satisfied: "Go warm up first, and then we'll dance together later."
Ye Ying went to do warm-up exercises. Ming Yuechen looked at the boy who did whatever he was told to do, and felt that someone's behavior was a bit dog-like: "I say, do you really think he is your student?"
He Xizhou said confidently: "If you want to learn well, you can't be afraid of putting in the effort."
"Then you should be a little more polite." Ming Yuechen was helpless, "Only Ye Ying can tolerate your temper."
"What's wrong with me?" He Xizhou looked puzzled. "I have a good temper. You see, he danced so badly the other day but I didn't scold him."
This man has always felt very good about himself for many years. He is a very egoistic straight man. Ming Yuechen knows his bad behavior very well, so he shuts up and doesn't waste words with him.
After Ye Ying finished warming up, He Xizhou turned on the music, and several people in the class lined up and danced together.
Ye Ying's crazy practice every day without counting the time is effective. From a rough look, his movements are not much different from those of the other people, and the beats are accurately timed. Qi Rui couldn't help but praise: "Ye Ying, you are making rapid progress!"
He still remembered Ye Ying's horrible behavior on the first night. Compared with tonight, she was like two completely different people!
There were only two days in between, what a terrifying learning speed!
But He Xizhou didn't praise him, and the other two didn't say anything either.
He Xizhou didn't turn around, but asked Ye Ying facing the mirror: "What do you think is your problem?"
When Ye Ying was dancing just now, she had been looking at the mirror, not only observing her own movements, but also observing the others. Hearing He Xizhou's question, he seemed to have grasped something in his mind, but it was a little vague and he couldn't say it for a while.
Li Jingfei, who had been quiet, said, "It's the style."
style.
Ye Ying suddenly understood.
For the same piece of music, even if the movements are exactly the same, everyone's dancing style is different. For example, He Xizhou dances with ease, and each movement is indescribably free and unrestrained; Ming Yuechen's movements are noble and elegant, as gentle as jade, and look very pleasing to the eye; Li Jingfei is like a precision machine, with each beat and movement accurate to the millimeter, giving people a feeling of metal-like hardness and sharpness.
The different styles do not seem abrupt when danced together, and are very memorable. Just watching it once can leave a unique impression on people.
But Ye Ying currently does not have this uniqueness.
"You dance very well already. At your current level, you should be ranked in the top 30% among all the students." Ming Yuechen said, "But if you want to be among the top few, you must find your own style."
Everything he wanted to say had already been said by others. He Xizhou felt a little depressed. He thought that if he had known, he would not have pretended to be so deep and would have directly said the problem...
He cleared his throat and played a good cop this time: "But the style won't be found overnight. You can slowly explore it. In addition, in addition to the problems they mentioned, there is another area you need to improve."
Without giving others a chance to interrupt, He Xizhou immediately said, "You need to improve your facial expressions and line of sight."
Pei Changxu also mentioned the issue of facial expression management during the day. But what is eye gaze management?
Before Ye Ying could ask humbly, He Xizhou had already taken the initiative to explain, speaking a little quickly, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him: "When you dance, you always subconsciously look down, and when your eyes meet someone else's, you always tend to look away first. Is that right?"
Ye Ying: “…Hmm.”
This has indeed been his problem.
"This problem must be corrected." He Xizhou emphasized, "Now I am just practicing by myself, but I will have to face the camera when recording the theme song, and even in the future performances, I will have to face thousands of live audiences. Performers on stage must always pay attention to the position of the camera, especially if they want to become a qualified idol star, a sense of the camera is indispensable."
Ye Ying subconsciously said: "I don't want to be a star."
After the syllable landed, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Although this was indeed his inner thought, the others present came to participate in this program to debut and become famous. Moreover, He Xizhou taught him so patiently just to make him pass the theme song assessment. It was really disrespectful for him to say such things.
To put it bluntly, he is letting down other people's efforts and contributions.
Ye Ying felt extremely apologetic and was about to apologize when she pursed her lips, but He Xizhou said, "I understand. Not everyone can debut."
His tone was surprisingly calm and natural. Ye Ying looked up at him and saw that the boy was also looking at her: "But no matter what you think, the audience who sees this show in the future, especially those who are attracted to you and like you, will regard you as their idol."
Ye Ying was stunned.
"If you perform well, they will be prouder than if they had done something successfully; if you perform poorly, they will feel sorry for you. If you cannot show the spirit that an idol should have, and cannot pay enough attention and respect to the stage performance, then you will be irresponsible to the audience and to the people who like you."
For some reason, Ye Ying's fingertips trembled slightly, and something in her heart seemed to be touched by these words.
He suppressed his fluctuating emotions, raised his eyes and looked directly into He Xizhou's eyes, and took a deep breath: "I understand. I will change."
As if he had anticipated his answer, He Xizhou didn't waste any time and turned around to turn on the music: "Imagine that there is a camera right in front of you, and do it again."
As she walked to her seat and prepared, Ye Ying suddenly remembered what Xu Qiongzhi had said during the day: that many people on the Internet criticized He Xizhou for his frivolous attitude, his own way of doing things, and his lack of concern for his fans, let alone respect for them.
But……
Ye Ying thought, how could someone who could say such things not care about his fans?
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The few of them danced twice more. Although Ye Ying was consciously adjusting her state according to He Xizhou's words, the effect was not obvious because she was not in a real situation.
"How about this." He Xizhou temporarily stopped the music, thought for a moment and said, "Let's play the staring game."
He sat cross-legged on the smooth wooden floor and hooked his finger at Ye Ying: "Look at me, whoever looks away first loses."
Ye Ying: “…Ah?”
Is there such a game?
"Ah, this kind of training is very effective." He Xizhou said, "Once eye contact becomes a habit, you won't subconsciously want to avoid looking. Come on."
Ye Ying hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down opposite He Xizhou.
Qi Rui joined in the fun: "Come on, come on, I'll count for you - one, two, three, start!"
He Xizhou sat cross-legged, folded his arms, and looked calm and relaxed, staring at Ye Ying without blinking.
Ye Ying only lasted five seconds before she was quickly defeated, and lowered her eyes with her dark eyelashes fluttering.
Qi Rui slapped his thigh and laughed: "No, you are too naive!"
Ye Ying's ears felt slightly hot: "I'm really not good at this."
"You need to practice if you are not good at it." He Xizhou refused to let him go and said coldly, "Come again."
"Well, why don't you add a punishment? This way we can have more motivation to play." Ming Yuechen said softly, "The loser has to do a frog jump around the practice room. How about that?"
Ye Ying: “…”
He looked at Ming Yuechen's gentle and harmless appearance, and suddenly remembered a word his younger brother Ye Yi had once taught him...
Black-bellied glasses.
Ye Ying took a deep breath, adjusted her mentality and met He Xizhou's gaze again. He Xizhou had a strong aura, and when he stared at someone, he gave people a very aggressive look.
For the first time, Ye Ying deeply felt what it meant to "every second counts like a year". He could feel the temperature of his cheeks getting higher and higher, but he didn't want to lose again so soon, so he could only force himself to stay calm and hold on. Who knew that at this moment, He Xizhou stared at him and suddenly raised one eyebrow in a funny way.
Ye Ying couldn't help but chuckle, and her eyes dropped.
"Brother He, you are cheating!" Qi Rui shouted immediately. He Xizhou was not only not guilty, but also seemed quite proud: "Where did you cheat? The rules say you can't make faces?"
He raised his chin towards Ye Ying, with a victorious attitude: "Frog jump."
Ye Ying admitted defeat and started jumping around the room with her hands behind her back.
He Xizhou tilted his head to look at Ming Yuechen and Li Jingfei, and asked with interest: "Do you two want to give it a try?"
Ming Yuechen: "I played with you before, it was boring."
Li Jingfei sat cross-legged opposite He Xizhou, with his arms on his knees, and looked into He Xizhou's eyes.
When Ye Ying came back from dancing, she found that the two men seemed to be in a trance. One had a blank expression, while the other had a hint of provocative smile on the corner of his lips. Their gazes did not shift or avoid each other at all, and they stared at each other motionlessly.
"It's been three minutes!" Qi Rui hissed, "Awesome!"
Not only did the two of them not avoid looking at each other, they didn't even laugh. Li Jingfei's poker face never changed, and He Xizhou also stopped being casual and became visibly serious, as if they were going to stare at each other until the end of time.
"It's just a staring game, do you two have to make it like a life-and-death duel?" Qi Rui couldn't help but complain, "Stop, if you keep staring, the whole night will be wasted - come on, let's switch to Ye Ying!"
So in the following time, Ye Ying played the staring game with everyone, and the result was an endless cycle of staring - losing - frog jumping. In the end, his legs were so tired that he could hardly stand up, and these people mercifully let him go.
"You've made progress. You can finally last two minutes." He Xizhou praised him with satisfaction. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, "Go back and rest. We'll continue tomorrow."
After turning off the lights in the practice room and locking the door, they returned to their dormitories. Ye Ying and Li Jingfei went the same way. He took a breath and quietly rubbed his sore thigh muscles, asking sincerely, "How did you persist for so long?"
Li Jingfei looked at him and answered, "Eyes are actually a reflection of the heart. If the heart wants something strongly enough, the eyes will be firm enough."
Something you want strongly enough.
Ye Ying looked at the road in the corridor ahead, feeling a little dazed.
What does he want now?
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