Chapter 15: Landlubber
Ren Fenghe only went to Jiang Shen's studio on the first day he arrived, and didn't go there again for the next few days.
Whenever Ms. Miao came, Ren Fenghe would be taken by Ms. Miao to play downstairs in the community, while Jiang Shen would go to the studio.
After video chatting with the members today, Ren Fenghe became interested in Jiang Shen's studio again. In addition to wanting to know how Jiang Shen works in the studio, he also wanted to confirm the matter of panic disorder.
Does Jiang Shen have panic disorder? Is he afraid of the stage, the camera, or everything about his job as an idol?
In order to figure this out, she wanted to observe Jiang Shen's performance in the studio.
"I want to go, too."
That day, Jiang Shen was about to hand Ren Fenghe over to Ms. Miao when Ren Fenghe came up to Jiang Shen and said.
Ms. Miao looked at Jiang Shen and let Jiang Shen decide where Ren Fenghe should go.
"It would be boring if you have nothing to do in the studio," Jiang Shen said.
Ren Fenghe slumped his shoulders and muttered, "It's boring to play in the community."
She had no interest in playing with kids whose teeth hadn't even grown in yet, nor in sliding down slides or anything like that.
I don’t know why Ms. Miao is so persistent in taking her down to play.
Ren Fenghe didn't know that Ms. Miao took her to the community to play under Jiang Shen's instructions. She just felt that the most difficult part of pretending to be a child was playing with children.
Seeing this, Jiang Shen said, "Then come with me."
Ms. Miao said, "I'll do some general cleaning while no one's around."
After that, she asked Jiang Shen, "Where is your studio? You need to clean up there too, right? I'll come to your studio after I finish here."
Ms. Miao is very honest. She feels guilty when she thinks that she doesn't have to come to work in the morning, doesn't spend much time here at night, and still gets a not-so-low salary from Jiangshen. If there is anything she can do, she will roll up her sleeves and do it right away.
Jiang Shen did not refuse and gave the room number and spare elevator card to Ms. Miao.
Ren Fenghe came to the studio again as he wished.
In just one week, the studio has undergone new changes. A thick quilt was added to the sofa in the large living room, and the dining table in the small living room was moved away and converted into a small home gym. There are not many things in the small home gym, just a treadmill, a yoga mat, a foam roller and a few dumbbells that are not too heavy.
Ren Fenghe looked around.
Jiang Shen took out another pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave them to Ren Fenghe.
Ren Fenghe looked at the small cotton slippers. Although she had never been here again, Jiang Shen still prepared a pair of shoes for her.
Ren Fenghe changed into cotton slippers, and Jiang Shen also changed his shoes. He still changed into sneakers. From the clean soles, it can be seen that this pair of shoes has never been worn out.
Jiang Shen noticed that she was curiously looking at the sneakers he had changed into, and explained, "Change your shoes for dancing. The practice room has a matte floor, and it's hard to clean if the shoes outside stain the matte."
Ren Fenghe understood, and she walked beside Jiang Shen who was slowing down his pace.
"Do you want to dance today?" Ren Fenghe asked.
Jiang Shen said, “Yes.”
As they talked, they came to the door of the practice room.
Jiang Shen opened the door and let Ren Fenghe go in first, "But before we practice dancing, I have to make arrangements for you first."
Ren Fenghe looked at him as he walked out, confused. She scratched her head and turned to look at the practice room.
This practice room is not particularly large, but it is more than enough for one person.
Ren Fenghe looked at the mirror that covered one wall, and the mirror reflected the bar behind her.
She walked around the practice room.
Compared with last time, there is an additional Bluetooth speaker and a camera.
She finally returned to the barre and looked up at the barre which was out of reach with her current height.
In the dark, an idea guided her to take off her cotton slippers.
She timidly pulled her feet out of her cotton slippers and stepped on the ground wearing only her socks. This thought continued to guide her. Her breathing became slow, as if she was afraid of disturbing something. Her hands naturally hung down in the first hand position, with her thighs rotated outward, and then her hands came to the second hand position, with the soles of her feet rubbing against the floor and extending forward.
After doing the most basic front mopping, she shook her head, took a deep breath, and quickly sat on the ground.
Jiang Shen just came back and changed into a set of sportswear.
He held a thermos and Wangzai milk in one hand, a black square bag in the other, and the book tucked under his arm.
"I don't think I can go back so soon. I'm afraid you'll be bored. Here's a picture book. You can color it."
He put all his things down and opened the black square bag filled with colored pencils.
Then, he turned to a blank page in the picture book and placed the picture book full of flowers and plants in front of Ren Fenghe.
Jiang Shen demonstrated by picking up the colored pencils and filling one of the boxes with color. He said, "Just like this, fill it with the color you like. It doesn't matter if you go out of the boundaries."
Ren Fenghe nodded in understanding, picked up the picture book and turned the page. The previous page was already filled with colors.
Jiang Shen said, "I have already painted the front part. Don't you like this painting? You can paint the blank part at the back."
Ren Fenghe said: "No, I want to see what you drew."
Jiang Shen nodded and said, "Look, there's water in this thermos cup, remember to drink it, I'm going to practice."
After doing all this, he connected the Bluetooth speaker to play music and left his phone next to Feng He. He still said worriedly: "If you are really bored, call me and I will play "My Little Pony" for you."
After that, he walked to the center of the dance studio and began to stretch and warm up.
Ren Fenghe looked at the pages of the picture book. It was already over page 60, and the entire front was filled with Jiang Shen's markings.
She read forward page by page, and the pictures on each page were very dark in color.
Her heart suddenly felt heavy, and she flipped the picture book back to the blank page, looking up at him as he warmed up.
The warm-up movements for different dance styles are not the same. Ren Fenghe used to start her warm-up with ground movements, from flexing the instep to lifting the legs, and finally standing up to practice basic movements. She would only practice the repertoire after her body was thoroughly warmed up and flexible.
She started ballet in elementary school.
She loves ballet. She can immerse herself in the boring basic training. Looking at the upright posture and elegant movements in the mirror, she can practice again and again.
Even when she was in high school, she never gave up ballet. She was a day student, and the first thing she did when she got home every day was to practice for an hour so that her muscles would not lose the memory of ballet.
After the accident, she was glad that she had never thought about pursuing a professional career. If her life goal was to become a ballet dancer, losing a leg would undoubtedly have been a bigger and darker blow to her.
Ren Fenghe drank a sip of Wangzai milk and looked at Jiang Shen clearly, but what appeared in her mind was her graceful appearance in the dance studio.
She looked down at her right leg again, and then along her right leg to the mirror in front of her sight.
The mirror reflected a thin little girl. This face and this healthy body were so unfamiliar to her.
She suppressed the thought of taking up ballet.
The small bottle of Wangzai milk looked very big in her hand. Ren Fenghe held the red aluminum can, sipped it, and watched Jiang Shen practice dancing seriously.
Jiang Shen had finished warming up and started doing repetitive movements. Ren Fenghe guessed that he was also practicing basic skills.
As a dancer, Ren Fenghe knows the importance of basic skills. Without solid basic skills, it will be impossible to perform difficult movements.
While Jiang Shen was practicing basic skills, Ren Fenghe began to draw picture books, glancing at Jiang Shen from time to time.
After a while, Jiang Shen, who was sweating all over, came over to get his cell phone. His face was red from dancing. He changed the song on his phone and asked Ren Fenghe, "Will it be boring? Do you want Aunt Miao to pick you up?"
Ren Fenghe shook his head.
Her plan to observe Jiang Shen's panic disorder has not yet yielded any results, so she plans to follow Jiang Shen here for the next period of time.
"How about I take you to dance?" Jiang Shen suddenly suggested.
Speaking of this, he seemed very interested and looked eager to try it.
Ren Fenghe was a little curious about how Jiang Shen was going to teach her to dance, and she nodded in agreement.
Seeing Ren Fenghe agreed, Jiang Shen smiled immediately. His smile was the same as when he was video chatting with the members just now. His eyes were bright, his little fangs were exposed, and his hair was messy after dancing practice. It was like he had just run a circle on the lawn and was still looking at his owner's large dog excitedly.
Idols all have animal sculptures. Jiang Shen’s animal sculptures maintain a balance in a three-legged posture. There are cat sculptures, dog sculptures, and rabbit sculptures. Each animal sculpture has a large number of fans.
"Come." Jiang Shen pulled Ren Fenghe up and led him forward.
The heater was on in the practice room, and it would be hot when moving. Jiang Shen did not turn the heater up very high, so Ren Fenghe was still wearing the thick coat he wore when he went out, and also wore a woolen hat.
Jiang Shen took off her woolen hat and combed her messy hair into a small bun with his hands.
"Look, nod along with the music like me." Jiang Shen gestured to Ren Fenghe to listen to the music.
He followed the beat and drum beats, swaying his head rhythmically and pointing his fingers at his head, demonstrating to Ren Fenghe.
"After getting used to the movement of the head, we can add the shoulders and chest." Jiang Shen moved his fingers down, pointing at the chest, leading to the rhythm of the chest.
He started by isolating the head and moving only the head, then gradually led to the movement of other parts of the body, and finally added simple changes in left and right steps.
After doing all this, he looked at Ren Fenghe who was looking at him doubtfully with a look of "Are you serious?" in his eyes, and assured him encouragingly: "Don't worry, you can do it. Come, let's start from the head."
"Nod, nod, nod, nod." Each "nod" was a beat. Jiang Shen squatted beside Ren Fenghe, keeping almost the same height as her, and they did it together in front of the mirror.
Ren Fenghe tried to move her head. There was no such movement in ballet, so she did it very stiffly, like a zombie bending its neck forward to try to bite someone.
I regret it. Is there any way to refuse Jiang Shen’s dance class?
"Yes, that's right, that's it, you did a great job!"
Jiang Shen, however, was full of praise, as if Ren Fenghe was really talented.
If Ren Fenghe was really a child, he would probably be overwhelmed by the praise at this moment.
Ren Fenghe really admired Jiang Shen's ability to tell lies with his eyes open. As Jiang Shen praised her, she slowly added the rhythm of her shoulders.
Then comes the rhythm of other parts, and finally the footsteps.
"Yes, yes, hold on, I'll record a video for you."
Jiang Shen hurried to the stand and pointed the camera at Ren Fenghe. Looking at Ren Fenghe dancing like a robot in the picture, he couldn't help laughing silently with his face blocked by the camera, and his eyes and eyebrows were dancing with laughter.
"You are laughing secretly!" Ren Fenghe performed the actions obediently, but she always felt that Jiang Shen's shoulders reflected in the mirror were shrugging, and she immediately became angry and embarrassed.
"No! I was doing shoulder movements with you!" Jiang Shen knew that the mirror had exposed him, and he immediately came up with a good excuse.
Ren Fenghe puffed up her cheeks, she didn't believe it.
But his cheeks were puffed up, and as he looked at himself dancing strangely, Ren Fenghe couldn't help laughing.
This is not a white swan with graceful dancing posture, it's just a landlubber who can't swim.
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