Chapter 72 Choreography
The first attempt at a broadcast project ended with a chat among Wax&Wane members.
It is fun and touching, and is very suitable as a background music for leisure time. After being broadcast for a period of time, the click rate reached a good level and the audience also gave high evaluation to the content of this episode, which is a very ideal result.
[The reaction when these five people get together is so interesting! You can definitely do a few more issues of this kind of project. I enjoyed listening to it. Please do more. 】
[I haven't listened to the radio for a long time, and this project seems to have brought back some fun. It turns out that as long as a person is interesting, no matter what he does, the effect will be maximized. 】
[Is there any radio station that comes to check on our kids and give them a chance! I want to listen to their idle chats all the time, all the meaningless and crazy complaints, but they sound so funny when they say them, hahaha. 】
As if responding to everyone's expectations, ANC Radio announced the news on its official platform not long after that two special programs at the end and beginning of the month will be hosted by Wax&Wane, and listeners are invited to submit their works at the same time, which may appear in the live broadcast of the program.
[Whatever you say will come true!] ANC is of high quality! 】
[I really can't get through this day any more. Just knock me out and teleport me back to the day the show starts. Thank you. 】
[It's Sunday night, the time is quite friendly, I will come on time to listen~]
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On the other hand, the progress of the second single "Eye Line" is also advancing.
The music production has reached the final stage. Before shooting the MV, choreography cannot be ignored.
The choreographers for the debut single were all in the hands of professional teachers, and for this second single, Lin Chiran decided to give a chance to Jiang Hechu, who had always wanted to try choreography.
For this reason, Jiang Hechu has become even busier recently.
I was constantly shuttling between team activity announcements, performance classes, and dance studios. That was why I didn't find the time to watch An Juesui's show.
The lights make the entire room bright and spacious, and a huge mirror wall shows the movements of the person in the mirror at all times.
Jiang Hechu was wearing a short pure white T-shirt with a thin striped shirt on the outside. He tied the hem casually and placed it on the iliac crests on both sides, outlining his slender waistline. The dark-colored loose trousers with excellent drape wrap around the long legs with beautiful muscular lines, and the feet are wearing a pair of comfortable pure black sneakers.
The B-side song "Sick" was playing on the speakers. Jiang Hechu followed the impactful melody, dancing with large amplitude and completing it very cleanly and neatly with full sense of power. The brief pauses between each movement made the dance visualize the rhythm of the music.
It is visible to the naked eye that the choreography is very complex and requires extremely high levels of control. The pace changes so quickly that it is dazzling, but it does not appear messy, and instead faithfully presents the emotions that the song wants to express.
The crazy, contradictory and passionate love on the edge is vividly displayed in the large-scale yet detailed choreography, telling this morbid emotion from the tips of the hair to the fingertips.
The soles of my shoes rubbed against the floor, making a constant squeaking sound.
The song reached its last phrase, and as the music came to an abrupt end, Jiang Hechu suddenly turned around, lowered his head slightly to the side of his collarbone, but his eyes were not concealed, looking straight into the mirror in front of him. The pupils were filled with the extreme emotions of the song, as if they were going to devour the person in the mirror.
After quietly maintaining the ending pose for a while, Jiang Hechu moved his joints. The aura around him that made people unable to look away gradually faded away. He thought and whispered to himself: "Just a little bit more..."
After a short break, the music started again.
This time he slowed down the tempo, repeating each movement one by one, constantly adding details and modifying the dance moves that he had just considered imperfect.
In the dance studio, he seemed to have forgotten about time as he adjusted and recorded the choreography tirelessly and with great concentration. After a while, when the sky became dark, I finally came to my senses.
Jiang Hechu recorded the finalized choreography, wiped his wet hair casually with a towel, took out his mobile phone as a mirror, and tidied his appearance.
"Tsk..." Jiang Hechu pulled at his bangs, the black roots of his hair were particularly obvious under the silver-white hair, and he whispered impatiently: "I need to touch up the color again."
I just clicked on the contact and wanted to send a message to the stylist to make an appointment, when a message suddenly popped up on the phone screen.
[There’s something for you downstairs in the company.] 】
When Jiang Hechu saw the content of the message, his brows raised in disbelief, and he typed out a reply quickly.
[Have you returned to your country?] when? Not making a debut? 】
Not long after, a new message alert sounded, and the person on the other end was probably staring at his phone.
[No, do you think I am you, Jiang Hechu? 】
Jiang Hechu frowned, looking unhappy. He turned off the screen of his mobile phone and didn't want to pay any more attention to it.
The temperature has been fluctuating greatly and the wind has been strong recently. I just danced and inevitably sweated a little. I will definitely catch a cold if I go out directly.
Jiang Hechu took the clothes he wanted to change and went to the shower room. He waited until his body temperature returned to normal before leisurely going downstairs.
While waiting for the elevator, I remembered that I hadn't made an appointment with the stylist yet, so I took out my phone again.
A swipe of the finger unlocks the screen, and the page remains on the previous conversation. Jiang Hechu exited the page easily, but suddenly paused and opened it again. Several new messages appeared in the dialog box.
This message was probably sent when he was taking a shower.
[I just happened to pass by and bought too much] Below is a photo of a delicate box in a half-open handbag.
Jiang Hechu looked at the logo on the handbag and couldn't understand what this guy was thinking.
It seemed like I hadn't received a reply from Jiang Hechu for a long time, as he sent another message a few minutes ago.
[I'm leaving. I left my things at the front desk. If you don't want them, just throw them away. 】
Jiang Hechu had a subtle expression. He closed the dialog box and made an appointment with the stylist.
After exiting the elevator, the long legs walked briskly into the revolving door.
The spring breeze blew over, but Jiang Hechu did not come out of the exit. He shook his head and followed the revolving door around. Amid the puzzled looks of several Shenghuang employees behind him, he returned to the first floor of the building.
His steps were not as agile as when he was dancing just now, nor as relaxed as when he was going home from get off work. Instead, he was a little hesitant. Jiang Hechu glanced at the edge of the front desk and found his target.
"Hello, is this bag for me?" Jiang Hechu had the gentlest smile on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The receptionist was also packing up and preparing to leave work. She looked up and saw this highly recognizable face. She remembered the man's instructions just now and handed the bag to Jiang Hechu: "Yes, a gentleman just asked us to pass it to you."
"Thank you." A familiar sweet fragrance wafted over. Jiang Hechu nodded, took the handbag and prepared to leave.
"That gentleman also asked us to tell you..." The receptionist continued, with a strange look on her face, "There is no poison in it."
The corners of Jiang Hechu's mouth twitched slightly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work." He turned around and left with a frown.
The receptionist looked at Junxiu's back and fell into deep thought... The receptionist naturally knew the artists of Shenghuang and often handed over items for them, but such a "personal" message was rare.
The guy who came to the front desk to hand over something was dressed in black and had a mask and a hat, but you could tell from his eyes that he was definitely good-looking. Maybe he was an artist or something. As expected, the friends of handsome guys are all handsome guys too...
"Xiao Wang? Aren't you leaving?" a colleague asked in confusion.
"Ah, let's go, let's go." Xiao Wang slapped his head and stopped thinking. He didn't care whether the guy was handsome or not, the most important thing was to get off work.
Jiang Hechu walked to the parking lot carrying the handbag, opened the car door, and casually placed the bag, which was still a little cool, on the passenger seat.
At the end of the working day, the already poor traffic conditions in City A became even worse. Jiang Hechu looked at the traffic jam ahead in despair, regretting not leaving later or earlier to avoid the peak hours.
The neon lights gradually lit up. Jiang Hechu looked at the handbag on the passenger seat with a little regret. The car maintained a snail's pace, moving little by little in the queue.
Finally getting out of this road, Jiang Hechu stepped on the accelerator, increased the speed, and drove back home.
As soon as I entered the door, I took the box out of the bag and put it in the refrigerator, then I calmly began to pack the rest.
After changing into soft home clothes and coming out again, Jiang Hechu opened the refrigerator, took out the exquisite box and put it on the table, then sat on the high stool again.
As he opened the layers of outer packaging that were cool and filled with water droplets, the pure-colored raw chocolate appeared in front of him.
"It's melted a little..." Jiang Hechu muttered, but still couldn't wait to put it into his mouth with a small fork.
The cocoa powder on the outside has a mellow and slightly bitter taste, while the inside has an extremely smooth texture. The chocolate melts in your mouth, and the rich aroma sweeps over your taste buds.
Jiang He tasted the familiar flavor for the first time and couldn't help revealing an expression of satisfaction and aftertaste.
During the years when I was a trainee at the firm in Country B, this skill is one of the few fond memories I have.
This raw chocolate was very famous in Country B. It was only sold in a limited area and only 100 copies were sold every day. It was also very far away from his office at the time, and he only had one chance to go there in the past few years.
Especially at that time when his appetite and condition were not very good, Jiang Hechu could never forget the taste after eating it once.
After returning to China, he thought about asking someone to bring some for him, but he waited in line for many times and still couldn't get a chance to buy it. So Jiang Hechu gave up the idea temporarily. However, he didn't expect to taste the lingering flavor from that person again, and he felt very weird for a while.
After hesitating for a long time, I took out my phone and clicked on the familiar avatar.
【Thank you】
It didn't take long for me to get a reply.
【Just bought too much】
Jiang Hechu stared at the message for a long time and couldn't help laughing, continuing to savor the feeling of traveling through time, space and memory.
The next day.
Jiang Hechu submitted the video, which was eventually recognized by the producer and confirmed to be used as the official choreography for "Sick".
When they received the news, the members of Wax&Wane were filming a group variety show to be released this weekend.
When Wu Wen conveyed the news to Jiang Hechu, the members were sincerely happy for him. His sincerity was seen by everyone.
Jing Xing, who had received a lot of guidance from Jiang Hechu in dancing, hugged him and congratulated him, "How amazing! Ah, I want to practice this dance now!"
Wu Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reminded: "We will be shooting the title song MV in a few days, so let's practice this first."
Jingxing touched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Okay..."
Jiang Hechu raised the corner of his lips and said, "One day I will let you practice my choreography first." His words were full of confidence and publicity.
Wow, this sentence is so cool, several people sighed in their hearts.
Wu Wen clapped his hands: "Keep filming, the next An Jue Sui."
An Juesui stepped forward, suddenly had an idea, and successfully drew everyone's attention back.
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