Jiang Xiachu and a few others went back to the dormitory to rest for a while, and then they were suddenly notified to have dance training.
Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian were both from the dance troupe, while Lin Qingli was from the choir, so they were divided into two teams during training.
After knowing that she would be separated from Jiang Xiachu, Lin Qingli felt very uncomfortable. She looked at her with a pout, "Xiachu, I want to train with you..."
Jiang Xiachu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, raised his hand to help her straighten her slightly crooked military cap, and said softly: "It's just separate training, it will be fine after the training is over. We are not in the same department, Qingli, keep training."
Lin Qingli nodded, "I understand, you should do your best too."
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The same thing happened with the dance training on the first day. The teacher only let everyone adapt first, so they just practiced the basics.
Everyone stood in line, listened to the teacher's instructions, and soon became serious.
The sunlight poured onto the floor through the slightly mottled windows. The teacher stood tall in front, watching everyone's movements sharply.
"One, two, three, four, stretch, pay attention to your posture!" The teacher's voice was firm and powerful, echoing throughout the training room.
Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian stood at the front of the team, both wearing training clothes, with elegant postures and focused expressions.
They started with the most basic leg stretching and waist bending, and each movement was performed extremely standardly.
Jiang Xiachu put his legs on the railing and rested his body on his legs, pressing back and forth easily, his face looking normal.
There followed another set of difficult movement training. Although both of them were a little tired and beads of sweat still hung on their foreheads, their movements were not sloppy and were still extremely standard.
When the other girls nearby saw the two of them, their eyes lit up and they were almost dying of envy.
One of the girls tugged at her friend's clothes and said with emotion, "Look at Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian. How can they be so flexible? Their hands are almost completely folded behind their backs, but they don't even show any emotion."
"If it were me, I would have screamed in pain a long time ago."
What a devil.
When the girl finished speaking, she looked at her arms and legs which were as hard as iron bars, curled her lips, and silently raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
Flexibility training is too painful, but she has chosen this path and must stick to it, even if it hurts, she has to continue training.
Cheng Ru walked back and forth in the training room with her hands behind her back, watching everyone training. She stopped in front of the two girls, her gaze fixed on them, eyes full of admiration.
After the two of them finished an action, she walked a little closer and asked, "What are your names?"
The two girls looked at each other and then answered obediently:
"Hello, Teacher Cheng. My name is Qin Ningqian."
"I'm Jiang Xiachu."
Teacher Cheng nodded, repeated the two people's names in a low voice, and nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, got it."
She had been paying attention to the two girls just now. They both had good basic skills, and their work was very standard and beautiful. There was a special aesthetic appeal, and her attention was immediately drawn to them.
But the girl next to her, Jiang Xiachu, was not as flexible as Qin Ningqian. When she opened her hips just now, she could clearly feel that Jiang Xiachu was a little hard.
But even though Jiang Xiachu was hard, he still endured and persisted when she was tearing his crotch. He didn't stop halfway, nor did he scream or cry in pain.
She has been dancing for so many years and knows best how excruciating the pain is when the hips are torn. But this is the first time she has seen a girl who can endure so much.
And now that the bones have been formed, it is the most painful to open the hips at this time. Jiang Xiachu's body has been shaking with pain.
Cheng Ru had a smile in her eyes.
This girl is able to endure hardships and is willing to persevere. She will definitely achieve great things in the future.
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At the same time, Lin Qingli was in the choir's training room, training with her teacher.
In front of the training room, Fu Ning sat in front of the piano, his fingers jumping rapidly on the keys, playing a melodious melody.
"Everyone follow my piano music, pay attention to the sound position, and breathe from the abdomen to feel the flow of breath."
Lin Qingli stood in the choir, singing along with everyone else with full concentration.
After a while, Fu Ning frowned slightly, listened to the question carefully, stopped, and pointed to a girl in the second row.
Lin Qingli looked around, confused, and pointed at herself, "Teacher, are you talking about me?"
Fu Ning nodded and said softly: "Your voice is too far forward, so the sound will sound a little thin, without enough resonance and appeal. You need to move it back and feel the sound coming from the back and up."
Lin Qingli listened to the teacher's words, swallowed her dry throat nervously, and nodded as if she understood, "I understand, teacher."
She frowned, thinking carefully about what she had said, and hummed twice tentatively, trying to find out her problem.
But after a while, she still didn't quite understand what the teacher meant.
She understood what the teacher was talking about, but for a moment she found it difficult to comprehend the trick and couldn't find the correct position for pronunciation.
She turned to look at her teammates around her; everyone was training with ease.
Seeing this, Lin Qingli clutched the corner of his clothes, feeling a little anxious.
She can't fall behind right at the beginning of training, otherwise she will fall further and further behind everyone else.
After waiting for a long time for the independent practice to end, Lin Qingli was extremely anxious. She just wanted to find Teacher Fu to ask more questions, but the other girls surrounded her and asked the teacher all kinds of questions.
She was so anxious that she wandered back and forth on the outskirts of the crowd. She tried to squeeze in several times, but was blocked by the wall of people again.
After a long time, Lin Qingli still couldn't squeeze in, so he simply gave up.
She was extremely depressed. She pouted and looked at the person in front of her. She let out a long sigh, like a deflated ball, her heart full of doubts about herself.
She had no choice but to go to the corner and try again.
After the training, Qin Ningqian and Jiang Xiachu went directly to the outside of the choir's training room and stood at the door waiting for Lin Qingli to come out, planning to go to the army canteen to eat together.
The training for both of them went smoothly. Now that they had finished, they were relaxed and standing at the door chatting.
Lin Qingli walked out of the door in a depressed mood, and saw the two figures. When she saw them, she became even more depressed. "You look so relaxed, the training must have gone very smoothly, unlike me."
"Is this the gifted type? This is really discouraging." Lin Qingli looked up at the sky, groaning continuously, and was almost about to collapse on the ground and question God.
Jiang Xiachu was shocked to see her like this. He frowned and walked to her side, a little confused, "Why are you so dejected? Who bullied you?"
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