Tracing the sound

Chapter 13

Since she has never received systematic study, Yu Miao has no idea of ​​the framework and background of dance, and the basic hand positions, foot positions, and footwork are not up to the mark, let alone the body rhyme and basic movements of classical dance.

Fortunately, he chose one and only one top teacher——Bi Sheng.

Yu Miao can dance all of Bisheng's dances, to be precise, he can only dance all of Bisheng's dances, and each of them can be faked.

Bi Sheng's basic skills are comparable to a moving textbook. Thanks to this high-precision imitation, Yu Miao's foundation is particularly solid.

This is like practicing a peerless magical skill. You are already familiar with the moves, and you only need to learn the mental method. The combination of the two will make you a master, and you will naturally improve rapidly.

Coupled with the fact that Xueba not only has a high understanding, but also works harder than anyone else, and with the blessing of various attributes, Yu Miao's progress can be said to be completely reborn in just one week.

"It's definitely safe to enter the finals. Except for choreography, which depends on experience and experience, this can't be rushed, and other aspects are no problem." Rong Bingxuan and Zhuo Shen watched Zhang Yunfeng give Yu Miao a class, and discussed in low voices.

"I've seen this year's list, and it's not as good as last year's list. It's a good opportunity." Zhuo Shen nodded.

"What? Didn't you make a move?" Rong Bingxuan raised his eyebrows and asked.Of course it refers to He Ning's dynasty studio.

"Bringing out Lin Mo is considered a meritorious ancestor, how can there be so much shit luck?" Zhu Zhenyao leaned forward and said.

"Two of them are given away, and their level is about the same as that of Bai Hua." Zhuo Shen commented objectively.

"This is because we are thinking that we will continue to send little white flowers, and He Ning is so unhappy that he has not seen Bai Hua's name?" Rong Bingxuan sarcastically said.

"That's right, that guy must have dreamed of winning the championship again and again, but unfortunately, God gave us a secret weapon." Zhu Zhenyao looked at Yu Miao's serious study and said with emotion: "He looks like a picture, but he still has real talent As a matter of fact, this kid is destined to soar into the sky."

The old masters here are appreciating their works with relief, while Yu Miao, who has just come into contact with choreography over there, seems to have opened the door to a new world.

In the past, dancing was limited to imitation and never performed by himself. Due to the lack of professional knowledge, he had no concept of choreography. Zhang Yunfeng is helping him compose the repertoire for the preliminaries. Every movement made Yu Miao feel novel.

"Here is the sound of running water,

The first section is mainly body rhyme, turning over palms, swinging arms and sucking legs, remember to be gentle, wait for the rhythm to match the sound of water, there is a climax at this time, the movement will be more difficult, double rise and single fall, air movements must In place, the back of the foot is straightened, and the posture is opened. "Zhang Yunfeng gave him a demonstration while explaining.

Yu Miao learned quickly, and he fully comprehended it after watching it twice. Due to time constraints, everyone rushed towards the champion. Afraid that the temporary choreography would not be perfect, Zhang Yunfeng took out his private collection at the bottom of the box. .

This "Playing Lotus" is his favorite work. The music has a pure and lively artistic conception, coupled with Yu Miao's agility, it only needs a little modification to complement each other very well.

"Brother, you are amazing. These movements are so beautiful. I have never danced like this before." Yu Miao's excitement was on his face, as if a child got his favorite toy. This was the first time he danced in his life. A dance of its own.

"If you know how good you are, learn it hard, and bring back the championship to your brother." Yu Miao's rainbow fart is very powerful, Zhang Yunfeng said in a whisper.

"Did you also compose Teacher Bi's dance?" Yu Miao couldn't help asking when thinking of Bi Sheng's amazing works.

"Bi Sheng? How can he use me? We are entertainers, and he is an artist." Zhang Yunfeng was amused and said with a smile.

"Teacher Bi, are you that good?" Yu Miao murmured, Zhang Yunfeng was already so good, yet he was ashamed to mention Bi Sheng, so he couldn't help adoring Bi Sheng to another level.

"I found that you are really a big fan of Bi Sheng. You can't leave Teacher Bi in every word. When you reach the finals, let Teacher Bi come to guide you. Don't faint from happiness." Zhang Yunfeng teased him.

Yu Miao's starry eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked up at him expectantly with his flushed face. Zhang Yunfeng's heart skipped a beat, and it took him a long time to recover. This small appearance is really quite lethal.

It is customary to clean up on weekends, and the masters of Lanmoxuan have never touched the spring water with their ten fingers, so Yu Miao got up early, cleaned up the small courtyard first, and then went to Zhuoyutang.

Nowadays, he doesn't need to do a lot of work, but maybe he's used to it, and he always feels that he owes Bi Shengtian great kindness. As long as Yu Miao has time, he will still try his best to do what he can.

Yu Miao was warming up with a mop dance in a happy mood, when suddenly there was a burst of strange laughter, he turned his head strangely, and saw a masked figure standing in the morning sun.

The boy looked about the same age as himself, with a suitcase in hand, short ear-length hair, and a handsome face, wearing a light blue smudged short-sleeved T-shirt, jeans and sneakers of the same color, kind of The exclusive air of young people.

"Are you the cleaner here? What is that jumping?" The man asked as he walked in, leaving a few shoe prints on the floor that Yu Miao had just mopped. Yu Miao wrinkled unhappily. Frowning, he lowered his head and continued with his work.

"Hey, why are you ignoring... people when I talk to you?" The man approached and saw Yu Miao's face clearly, and his smile froze suddenly.

He looked at Yu Miao carefully for a long time, his gaze was extremely uncomfortable, as if he was making some kind of comparison.

"I ask you, where is Zhuo Shen?" the boy asked.

"Who are you?" Yu Miao felt even more annoyed when he saw him calling the elder brother by his name very impolitely.

"I'm Bi Sheng's partner, Lin Mo." The boy replied with arrogance.

Lin Mo? !Yu Miao was taken aback.

This is the main dance of "Flying Apsaras", the champion of the youth dance competition, the pillar of Dynasty Studio, Lin Mo, whom Bi Sheng was willing to serve as a foil for some reason?

Why is he here?

Why did he say that he was Bi Sheng's partner?

It's fine if you don't know the inside story. After learning the ins and outs from Peng Linlin, Yu Miao really didn't like Lin Mo at all.

"What are you looking at, and I'm asking you something!" Lin Mo took Yu Miao as a cleaner, seeing him staring at him in a daze and feeling uncomfortable, he couldn't help but get angry.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find him." Zhuo Shen had just woken up when Yu Miao came out of the yard, and he was probably still drinking tea in Lanmoxuan, looking at this outsider vigilantly, Yu Miao didn't want him to set foot casually at all Other areas of the studio.

"Okay, hurry up." Lin Mo thought that the cleaning lady was trying to be courteous, so he reluctantly decided to give him a chance.

Yu Miao put down the mop and ran towards Lan Moxuan.

Sure enough, Zhuoshen was making tea in the courtyard, and when he saw Yu Miao coming in, he waved to him, "Come and try, the newly obtained "gold inlaid jade" yesterday tastes good."

Yu Miao walked over respectfully and took a sip from the teacup. He couldn't tell if it was good or not, so he said honestly, "It's delicious."

Zhuo Shen was amused by his sincerity: "Why didn't you practice dancing? Come back to get something?"

"Brother, someone is looking for you." Yu Miao remembered the unexpected guest, and said reluctantly, "It's Lin Mo."

"Come so early?" Zhuo Shen poured himself another cup unhurriedly: "Then let him wait."

"Eldest brother, Lin Mo...why did he come here?" Yu Miao asked.

"Come to find Bi Sheng to rehearse the dance, and it is estimated that I will live for ten days and a half month." Zhuo Shen said indifferently.

"Then...will Teacher Bi come too?" Yu Miao asked expectantly.

"Of course, this Lin Mo took over a TV series, and there was only about half a month's free time. We must use this time to focus on "Flying Apsaras". The task of the four chapters is not light. I'm afraid Bi Sheng also wanted to improve efficiency. That's why he was arranged." Zhuo Shen explained.

"He also lives in Lanmoxuan?" Yu Miao asked.

"Yifeng Pavilion, you take him there first, I'll come later." Zhuo Shen ordered.

Yu Miao nodded obediently.

If Bi Sheng wants to dance with Lin Mo, does it mean that he will be able to see him often during this period of time?

I heard that there is Bi Sheng's own dance practice room in half a day's leisure, but so far no one else has set foot in it except himself. Even Xu Xiaolu does not have this privilege, and it is even more impossible for Lin Mo to have it.

Other than that, only Zhuo Yutang was left, so wouldn't it be possible to practice dancing with Bi Sheng?Thinking of this, Yu Miao's heart seemed to be wrapped around and around by cotton candy, so sweet and lingering.

Unknowingly walking back to Zhuoyutang, Lin Mo was looking at the wonders of the garden through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around with a smile on his face. As he was about to say hello, he found that Yu Miao was the only one. .

"Are you back? Why is it taking so long?" Lin Mo put away his fascinated gaze and frowned dissatisfied.

"I'll take you to where you live first." Yu Miao didn't want to talk to him, and walked out first.

Lin Mo then stepped up to follow him, walked to the door and ordered confidently: "Pick up my suitcase, RIMOVA's new model, be careful not to damage it."

Yu Miao didn't understand what he was talking about, and didn't plan to act like a cow or a horse for him, so she just pretended she didn't hear him, and went straight around the suitcase.

Lin Mo didn't expect that a little cleaner would dare to put on airs with him, and his teeth were itching with hatred, but he thought that he was in someone else's territory, and it would be out of style to make a fuss over a trivial matter when he first arrived, so he reluctantly endured this tone, thinking about the future Then settle accounts with this ignorant guy.

Yifeng Pavilion is on the opposite side of Mengzheng Hall, and the Sanjinyuan is usually used to entertain distinguished guests. As Lin Mo's identity, it can be regarded as flattering him, but Lanmoxuan and Banzhaixian belong to the inner house, and he is a crap sent by his opponent. Sticks were naturally not liked, Zhuo Shen thought twice and had no choice but to let him take advantage of it.

Yifeng Pavilion faces the street, and when you open the window, you can see the street view of the ancient city. The first floor is the study room and gym, and the cloakroom and washroom in the bedroom on the second floor are exquisitely designed, which is more elegant than Lin Mo's own high-end apartment in the south of the city.

He looked excitedly at the territory he was about to move into, thinking that Bi Sheng really knew how to enjoy himself as the rumors said.

The entire Fusheng studio is even worse than the private houses of the ancient nobles. In comparison, his own dynasty studio is almost like a slum. Thanks to He Ning, he still claims that the dynasty is the best in the industry.