I Rely on Cultivating Immortals To Spread All Over the World

Yuan Xiaofu spent a day learning a few dance moves, and after sleeping, she was not very proficient again.

After accidentally making another wrong move, she subconsciously apologized: "I'm sorry, I'll do it all over again."

Wu Meini was still thinking about the breakthrough that Nan Yue said, and her temper was very easy-going: "It's okay, just practice slowly, the more nervous you are, the worse it will be."

"Well, okay..." Yuan Xiaofu relaxed a lot now, and when she turned her eyes, she saw Nan Yue by the door, "Hey, Nan Yue, you're here!"

Wu Meini also turned around and looked at Nan Yue, with bright anticipation and eagerness in her eyes.

Nan Yue smiled at the two of them, and then stepped forward: "It's impossible to dance by rote."

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaofu said dejectedly: "But I really don't have any talent for dancing. When I was with them before, they didn't let me dance too much. I didn't expect that I couldn't escape this time."

Wu Meini said: "If you don't have talent, you just need to practice. When you practice with music, your body will start to move. Use your body to remember, not your brain."

This is true, but now they only have four days left, rehearsal during the day on Saturday, and the semi-finals at night. I'm afraid they don't have so much time to practice muscle memory.

Nan Yue looked at Yuan Xiaofu's increasingly dim eyes, did not continue, but asked instead: "Are you hungry now?"

"Fortunately, I'm not very hungry." Yuan Xiaofu shook her head.

Wu Meini frowned and looked at her: "Didn't you say yes, let me wait for you here?"

Then, they should talk about the so-called breakthrough and how to do it.

"It's useless to just talk, you have to practice."

Nan Yue glanced at the time on the phone and said, "Go out and run for half an hour, and come back to make breakfast for you."

After speaking, Nanyue took the lead to go out.

Yuan Xiaofu was used to Nanyue taking the lead in the trio, so she immediately followed.

"What are you going to do, Nanyue? I want to eat egg rolls."

"Can."

"Ahhh I love you."

Seeing the two chatting and laughing as they left the practice room, although Wu Meini was a little upset, she still stomped her feet to keep up.

The factory where they live is very quiet, with few cars and people on the front and back roads, and there are many green plants.

Cultivation is useless, but for ordinary people, the environment is still very good, and it is quite comfortable to simply go for a walk.

Just as it is very casual to suddenly propose to run, Nanyue is still very casual when he actually runs.

Not only did he run very slowly, but he chatted with Yuan Xiaofu while running.

Wu Meini thought this was silly at first, so she just walked behind and rolled her eyes at the two in front of her.

At the back, when I heard them talking about timbre, pronunciation, and singing, I also started jogging and moved closer.

Yuan Xiaofu's voice is so outstanding that when people see her, they will only think of the words "sweet and cute".

Although she has good singing skills and can sing high notes, she is always easily overlooked after she speaks out.

One of the judges, Mu Jiaxuan also specially commented on Yuan Xiaofu.

It is said that if she makes her debut successfully, she will definitely be a cute role in the group, and her voice will be unforgettable.

But because of this, it attracted ridicule from netizens.

Some people say that Yuan Xiaofu pretends to be cute, her voice is too whiny to be suitable for singing, she sings with her throat pinched, her lack of strength depends on her voice to advance, and so on.

However, there are many people who like her, and those who mock her are not so persistent.

Compared with South Vietnam's almost black network, it can only be regarded as a piece of cake.

Wu Meini thought while listening, and couldn't understand for a moment, so she couldn't help asking: "You want Xiaofu to sing in a different tone? How is it possible?"

"No, Nan Yue wants me to change my singing style."

Nan Yue looked at Wu Mei Ni with a half-smile, with connivance in her smile, she didn't seem to mind, she wasn't listening to her speech seriously.