Choreography is not like songwriting, so it is naturally impossible to do it overnight. After all, Feng Xiaoyun has to choreograph each movement one by one and teach it to Yan Zi, and then Yan Zi has to memorize each movement one by one and master it.
Of course, because this is used to shoot MVs, a lot of movie shots need to be edited in, so the requirements for movement continuity are much lower than live performances.
Because Yan Zi performed exceptionally well during the afternoon song recording, it was still relatively early, so the two of them found a dance studio and planned to rehearse as much as they could.
The two changed into loose clothes and stood side by side in front of the large mirror in the dance studio.
Feng Xiaoyun pressed the music play button, and the song that played was naturally "Chasing the Wind" which Yan Zi had just recorded.
"When the prelude starts, you walk out like this: one, two, three, four, stop, cross your arms, and look up."
"Puchi..." Yan Zi looked at Feng Xiaoyun in the mirror and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.
"Oh, Feng Xiaoyun, how come you can imitate the catwalk of a girl so well? Ouch, I can't take it anymore, my stomach hurts~" Yan·Strange Focus·Zi went online.
"O__O"III" Feng Xiaoyun's face was full of black lines. This is a dance choreographed for you. Do I have to dance the dance of "A man should be self-reliant, like the red sun?"
"Be more serious. If you don't practice well, you won't have anything to eat at night!" Feng Xiaoyun gave Yan Zi a slap on the face.
"Okay! I~I'll try my best~" Yan Zi looked at Feng Xiaoyun with a stern face, but he couldn't help it.
"Okay, let's do it again..."
"Pfft~ Next time, next time I will definitely be able to hold it back, believe me!"
“…” The dance studio was filled with laughter throughout the afternoon.
"Okay, for this sentence, at the end, you bend your knees, but make sure to lift your feet high." Feng Xiaoyun demonstrated the movements.
"Like this?" Yan Zi imitated it.
"No, it needs to be higher." Feng Xiaoyun pointed out the position where the legs should be raised.
"But you didn't lift it this high just now."
"I..." Feng Xiaoyun was speechless. "I... I can only lift it this high. I haven't practiced your basic dance skills. I'm just choreographing for you. I have to wait until all the moves are done. I might as well dance for you."
"Okay, okay, actually you look really beautiful with a wig on, not inferior to me at all. Don't people say that beautiful people only play with beautiful people?" Yan Zi clapped his hands in agreement.
"You're dreaming! Hurry up and practice, or you'll really have nothing to eat tonight."
"Hehe, I get it, I get it." Yan Zi stopped joking with him.
"Like this, that's right, turn around, pull your hands back, and lift your legs." Feng Xiaoyun clapped and gave instructions from the side.
"Ah~" Yan Zi lifted his leg with too much force and failed to maintain his center of gravity. His foot slipped and he was about to fall.
Feng Xiaoyun threw the phone in his hand and rushed over.
"oops!"
"Woooooo!"
Both of them screamed. Yan Zi was frightened, while Feng Xiaoyun was actually the scapegoat and was pinned down by Yan Zi.
"Ah~ Feng Xiaoyun, are you okay?" Yan Zi was hugged by Feng Xiaoyun and lay on his back.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! Don't move! It hurts!" Feng Xiaoyun screamed in pain from below. Yan Zi was so scared that he lay stiffly on Feng Xiaoyun and dared not move at all.
After a while, there was no sound, so Yan Zi asked tentatively, "Feng Xiaoyun, are you okay?"
"Just let me hold you for a little longer and it will be fine."
Yan Zi was certain, she knew he was pretending, and stood up from his arms with a red face, embarrassed and annoyed: "This is the company, you too~~"
"Aren't I doing this to protect you? Why don't you appreciate it?" Feng Xiaoyun was dragged to his feet by Yan Zi.
"Bah! Shameless." Yan Zi pretended to be angry and said, "I don't want to practice anymore. I'm hungry and I want to eat."
"I can't practice even if I want to. My phone was broken just now." Feng Xiaoyun bent down to pick up the phone that had been thrown away. He had used too much force in a hurry, and now the phone was in pieces. He could only take out the card inside.
"Let's go, eat. What do you want to eat tonight?"
"casual……"
"Can you please not say casually?"
"I want it, I want it!"
Finally, for dinner, the two of them went to eat pork chop rice, because Yan Zi felt that he had just crushed Feng Xiaoyun's ribs, and he had to replenish his body with something similar.
After dinner, the two took their usual walk home.
"Feng Xiaoyun, do you think I'm a little too useless?" Yan Zi suddenly asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because, you see, when I release an album, you have to write songs for me; when I make mistakes while filming, you have to be my stand-in; and now I want to dance, you have to choreograph for me. It seems like I rely on you for everything." Yan Zi counted off the items one by one on his fingers.
"Do you know the lovebirds?" Feng Xiaoyun asked.
"Love-winged birds? Never heard of them." Yan Zi shook his head.
"Legend has it that there are birds that have only one eye and one wing. So they must fly with their other half."
"What if their other half and their wings are all left wings or all right wings?" Yan Zi's strange focus appeared at the right time.
"Uh..." Feng Xiaoyun was speechless.
"How do they find food when they haven't met their mate? Do their parents feed them?"
“(||?_?)” Feng Xiaoyun felt like he was hit by a double critical hit.
"If they can't fly on their own, how did they get to each other? Did their parents take them on a blind date?"
Triple crit!
Yan Zi looked at Feng Xiaoyun's speechless expression and laughed heartily: "You're still trying to fool me? I've been familiar with Chinese myths and legends since I was a child, but I've never heard of such a strange bird."
Seeing Feng Xiaoyun's face full of black lines, Yan Zicai took Feng Xiaoyun's arm with a victorious attitude: "Okay, I know what you mean. You just can't leave me!"
Feng Xiaoyun really wanted to ask this young lady how she made the transition from self-doubt to self-affirmation.
The two of them walked home, and Yan Zi handed him a bag before returning to the room.
"What is this?" Feng Xiaoyun asked after taking it.
"You'll know once you see it."
Feng Xiaoyun opened it as he was told, and inside was a new cell phone.
"Hey, you gave me a mobile phone, so I have to buy another one."
"Why? If you don't like it, just give it back to me." Yan Zi said and wanted to snatch it back.
Feng Xiaoyun raised his hand and held the phone high. Yan Zi jumped and tried to grab it back, but he could never reach it.
"Okay, be careful not to drop it again." Feng Xiaoyun rubbed Yan Zi's head. "This is a gift from you. I can't bear to use it."
"It's up to you, use it or not." Yan Zi gave up and opened the door of his house and ran in. When he was about to close the door, he stopped and stuck his head out.
"Good night!"
"Good night!"
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