The Idol Group and the Crown

The performances of the dance group and the performance group ended one after another, and the program was refreshing.

Although the rehearsal is the same dance, the performance style and the degree of fit of the two teams are completely different.

The discerning person can see at a glance who is familiar with all the dance steps, and who is hiding at the end of the team and mixing the shots.

Although the leading teacher of the dance group is Pei Ruye, Huo Jian spoke a lot of times during the comment period.

He was successfully cursed by Han Qu’s crow mouth, and he really had a cold for the past two days. He wore a mask when recording the show.

"The fixed point strength is insufficient, this paragraph jumps again."

"The chorus link, when you should have eye contact with your teammates, you are messy."

"The waist has not bounced in the three movements, and no points can be given here."

The cold knives who accompanied the crown all the way were quite surprised.

Everyone is accustomed to that part of Huo Jian, he is accustomed to being the favorite of A, the image of a gentle and calm captain.

Now that his identity has changed, he has become a rigorous and cold mentor Huo, wearing a mask can not cover the cold temperament.

Why is it more exciting than before...? !

Huo Jian can see at a glance which people are paddling, and all of them are picked out in a hurry, and he does not intend to pretend to be a good person.

Occasionally, he coughed twice, and his voice was a little dumb.

The trainees were trained not to speak, and admit their mistakes by hanging their heads, letting them jump again, and the review should be consciously reviewed.

At this time, the Huo tutor sitting in the middle had a fragile and tough state.

Treat professional work without ignoring mistakes or perfunctory things.

But his face was pale, and he coughed a little and his eyes were red.

Pei Ru also glanced lightly, breathing unconsciously.

I just wanted to hide him.

It's better that no one sees the blade.

The barrage was very cheerful.

[Zhu Xizhi is secretly giving Teacher Huo an eye! ! I saw! ! ! ]

[The tidbits of Li Xizhi and Pei Shen are so happy, my baby is a happy little straight boy who does not know the world at first sight]

[Shen Bae, take a look! ! ! Everyone sees a blade cold, but you are too obvious -]

[45 minutes and 23 seconds, where Mr. Pei secretly pushed the lozenge with his fingertips. Did anyone see it in the past? ]

[Sister Holding the Grass, you are Levin Hook! I didn't even notice the cup blocking it, I exploded in a spiral in place! ! ]

However, what the audience missed was the intermission between recordings.

The four sets of performances plus comments will be recorded for a total of five or six hours, then edited into two episodes and broadcast separately, with several breaks in between.

The tutors have fun during the break time, and the cameras will not shoot in, but almost all the audience watching the performance can see-

Mei Heng asked the assistant to deliver the Sydney soup to Huo Jian. Feng Jin got up and put his coat on his shoulder. Pei Shen barely left the seat. When he rested, he openly rested on his shoulder for a while.

It is self-evident who is a natural pet.

In fact, when the director signaled a fifteen-minute break, Huo Jian leaned on without much consideration.

When he snuggled up with Pei Ruye, the audience in the back all hissed--

The head has fallen asleep! ! !

Is it because I think too much! !

Is this really a teacher-student relationship? Why do I think there is something else? ? ! !

Huo Jian's head was heavy when he caught a cold, his eyes were heavy while holding the Sydney soup in his hands, and he drank slowly against the man.

Pei Ru has also heard the movements in the back row. Although he was surprised, he still helped him adjust the angle of leaning against the neck fossa.

Then habitually put his hand on his forehead.

Fortunately, it was just a common cold and no fever.

A few limbs interacted, and all the audience behind clearly saw it, even being touched by the movement of touching the forehead.

Pei Ruye, what are you doing! ! Are you so close to all students? ? ?

The audience at the scene was looking at the back, and trainees could directly see the front.

First of all, Zhu Xi pretended to ask questions, and quietly Mimi came over and gave Tutor Huo the big white rabbit toffee.

Huo Jian narrowed his eyes and looked very comfortable. It was rare that he was in a good mood today.

One piece feeds Pei Ruye, the other feeds Zhu Xizhi.

Rear audience:! ! ! !

You have changed! ! You were not such a person before! ! !

Immediately afterwards, thin ring slipped out of the waiting room, gathered up without any psychological pressure to chat with a few of them, and reached out to touch Huo Jian's face.

"Teacher pay attention to his body, just don't have a fever."

Huo Jian also leaned against Pei Ruye, responding relaxedly.

Audience collective pupil earthquake: we are still here! ! Is it appropriate for you to touch the teacher's face in public! ! !

The news was quickly spread online.

However, on-site recording was not allowed to bring a mobile phone, the program shot was not taken at all, and the crowd outside the venue shook their heads wildly and did not believe it.

[CP fans don’t dance to rumor, okay? ? Isn't it normal to have this kind of interaction between straight men? ? ]

[Obviously, it is just a few students who care about the teacher...Is there something like a fledgling plot? ]

[Xi Zhi jumped up so cute, oh, oh, every day, change the suit, wear a spotted coat, and miss RUA! ]

[I am so serious about my career, how can I fall in love with others and work hard with illness (thanks to my heart)

This incident was eventually overshadowed by various tidbits related to "Shenyou", and not many people took it seriously.

When it is aired in the second phase, it will be the stage for the performance of Group A.

Group B finally rushed out a song, and the dance lyrics were all like a fusion monster that was tied together.

In contrast, Group A was extremely popular when it was revealed by the team members. There were many people on the scene who were supporting the light sign, like a small boy group who had already debuted.

Before coming to the court, the red deer glanced quietly beside the curtain.

"A lot of lights," he turned his head and smiled, "You guys are amazing!"

Thin Ring reached out and rubbed his light brown soft hair: "You will have it too."

"The next thing to come on is "Morning Breeze" from Group A."

The lights around the field suddenly dimmed, and the whole world returned to silence.

The young ladies who were playing CALL loudly a second ago quickly covered their mouths and pressed down the light cards very cooperatively.

A clear silver bell rang.

Jump around and bring out the rhythm invisibly.

The second and third sounds, followed by a long whistle of bamboo flutes, like the breeze in early summer.

A beam of light fell on the pair of young people jumping out of the waltz, and there was a shimmering golden light shining everywhere in the footsteps.

"That person is like the morning breeze, shaking, and inadvertently passing over my heart."

Chen Yuanqing put his arms around the thin waist, and the two came to the middle of the stage with a smile.

The mermaid-like chanting spreads its wings, and the piano violin also plays notes.

"Gardenia aroma, slightly curled hair tips, don't look too good when you are angry."

The remaining eight people appeared crosswise, and the footsteps were also igniting the glittering golden light in different directions on the stage.

At the same time when the opening of the waltz ended, ten people returned to the fishbone formation. Fu stood in the middle next year, with a tall and cheerful smile.

"The frequency of texting back is your mood,"

"Occasionally being teased a few times, I can't help thinking again before going to bed."

The four teenagers leaned forward at the same time and opened their hands to meet the screams of all the girls.

Han Yang smiled and smiled, his voice was light and clear, and he entered everyone's heart like a spiritual spring.

"It was throbbing and sour, and I wanted to hide after being praised for two sentences, so nervous."

"Morning swayed and the love letter was not written. You sat in the front row and looked back with candy in your hand."

Shi Jianian received the treble from the rear right, and the gray-blue eyes of the pupil seemed to contain smoke and water. This moment seemed to be a tall and handsome high school principal.

When he hooked his lips, everyone could not help but look at it, kissed his fingers and passed it to the distance.

"Do you want to get up early, I want to take you to the playground—"

Han Yangyin was in the back row of the team, and the clear long notes changed together, making each person's voice more unique.

As the music speeded up, their formation changed several times, and the half-open wheat effect in the bright rhythm was not flawed.

The fantasy of adolescence and the small collision on the high school campus were interpreted by the singing voice, and it seemed that people were fed an apple candy by the crush.

Huo Jian wrote three or four scores. Ning Shen glanced at the ten trainees on the stage.

He suddenly began to recall the day when A first performed.

There is every second of cooperation with all teammates.

As time passed, he was no longer a teenager on stage.

The classical piano flows out, and the violin oscillates like a wind, ending smoothly in the harmony of ten people.

At the end of this song performance, the whole scene was filled with pink bubbles.

The front row of viewers was squeezed to cover their chests, and the back row of lights was looking at the big screen, screaming at each other.

"Ahhhhhh—"

"Don't shit, my love letter has already been written, please hurry up!"

"Huanhuan mother loves you!!!"

"Yangyang baby sings great, I can’t save my life—"

Huo Jian turned back and nodded with a smile.

"It's in good condition today."

Feng Jin agreed to nod and briefly mentioned a few shortcomings.

The trainees stood on the stage obediently and bowed particularly neatly: "Thank you Mr. Feng for pointing."

"The first thing that needs to be added is melody creation and choreography design," Huo Jian lowered his head to write a few strokes, which was objectively evaluated: "There is no routine, there are repeated polishing of the soundtrack and arrangement, and you can get a passing score here."

"Then it is the point deduction." He paused for a few seconds and looked up at the stage.

"There were two people snapping shots in the fourth quarter. When Waltz finished, Fu didn't hold the red deer next year. The harmony was uneven and there was saliva. There were three people who didn't keep up with the beat."

"There is also a problem with practicing the tongue-rolling sounds of my life. I need to practice more when I go back."

Rear audience: Wait, are we watching the same show? ? ?

Fu took the team members to bow again next year: "Thank you Huo."

"Wait a minute," Mei Heng said with a smile: "Does Fu have a problem with Waltz jumping next year?"

"Well," Huo Jian glanced at him: "Footsteps are too fragile to coordinate with each other."

This dance step is gorgeous and elegant in itself, and it is very simple to follow, but it takes skill to interpret the lyrical emotions of the double dance.

"That's it." Mei Heng responded for a long time, blinking: "I want to see our teacher to demonstrate."

The children on stage gave an instant shock.

The audience responded in a second: "Pei Ruye!!! Dancing!!! Pei Ruye!!! Dancing!!!"

Huo Jian stayed for two seconds, hesitantly said: "Then do you jump with teacher Pei?"

"I have already appeared on stage today," Mei Heng said with a smile on his chin. "How are you here?"