The Last Gentleman

   Chapter 186 Dance Lesson

  Yi Chen didn't have any particular hatred for 'Teacher Fang' in his heart, it was more of a psychological shadow.

   Since Director Cao's intervention separated the two, they hadn't seen each other until Yi Chen successfully escaped.

   When I saw the Plus version of Teacher Fang, which appeared corresponding to the 11 o’clock on the dice, the psychological discomfort of the past reappeared and gradually increased, but was quickly suppressed by Yi Chen.

   『If the chef here still has an impression of me, this teacher Fang will probably also think that I am familiar... This difficult art class may be more troublesome. 』

   Teacher Fang stared at Yi Chen for about ten seconds, then his vision slowly turned to the others.

   "I will teach you [dance] today. From now until half an hour before you go to sleep, we will dance here without stopping.

   In order to ensure that you dance correctly and avoid slacking or inattentive behavior, I have prepared a "dance partner" for each of you who will guide and supervise you all the time. "

The voice of    just fell,

  Teacher Fang shot out a thin line from his right index finger, connected to the head of the model that provided illumination and miasma to the top, inserted it between the necks of one of the heads and pulled down gently.

   is like touching an organ,

   A sloping opening appeared at the top of the ceiling, and a large amount of model material slipped and rolled out,

   Due to the height problem, these materials were thrown out of cracks one after another, and even the slurry flowed out of them, and they were quickly repaired under the action of miasma.

  Different body parts attract each other and assemble into a normal mannequin.

   They are the dance partners of the students, and everyone can feel an inexplicable sense of danger from the model, even more dangerous than the juveniles in the cafeteria, and can even imagine being eaten by the model during the dance.

   Teacher Fang's voice came:

  ""The first stage" will have models to assist you in dancing, and I will be in charge of the music performance. We will move on to the next stage when everyone slowly gets used to the dance steps and no longer makes mistakes.

  Don't worry, as long as you keep up with the rhythm, you can survive without making too many mistakes.

  Alright, come down one by one. "

   Teacher Fang waved his hand gently,

   The chains that everyone held in their hands were all dismantled into a miasma, as if everything in the art hall was under her control.

   Although the models on the field are human, there are many differences, and I don’t know how to choose for a while.

   "Everyone, don't rush to compete for models, or you will make them very unhappy~ Come to me all, and determine the most suitable dance partner by touching."

  Everyone lined up neatly in front of Teacher Fang, who would gently touch the orphan's body.

  Shoo!

  A hoop that came from nowhere went straight through the flesh and blood of their shoulders, and part of it stayed outside.

  OM~ The resonance generated by the hoop will have an induction with one of the models and guide them to the past.

  When it was Yi Chen's turn, he reached out and touched with Teacher Fang.

  Shoo! An iron ring ran directly through his shoulders, but Yi Chen was expressionless.

"What's your name?"

   "Yi Chen."

   Teacher Fang approached his face and glanced at Yi Chen's face with wide eyes, "It's obviously the first time we met, but it feels very familiar. Even I seem to have heard the name somewhere. It's the first time we meet, right?"

"Yes."

   "I'm very optimistic about you, but don't get discouraged in the first round of dancing."

"OK."

  Yi Chen found a corresponding model, whose height and shape were similar to his own.

   When the individual touches the model, click! The model's fingers bent actively, grabbing Yi Chen, and it was difficult to break free.

   In addition, the moon marks as companions are assigned to a long distance, which means that it is difficult for the two to take care of them during the dance.

   Mr. Fang, who was wearing a long dress, walked to the corner of the art hall. After touching the mechanism, a piano made of bone and plastic immediately grew inside the wall.

   A "Swan Lake" played,

  When the keys made of the phalanges play the corresponding rhythm, the sound of the piano seems to be connected to the body of each model on the stage as a thin line, leading them to start dancing.

   The movements at the beginning were relatively gentle and gentle, and everyone could keep up.

   In the middle of playing, the tune suddenly changed and the overall rhythm accelerated, but there were also some incongruent elements, and even the dance with the model became uncontrollable,

   Including Lorian, some people who have no dance foundation were not able to adapt, and failed to keep up with the rhythm for a while.

  Shoo!

   Their palms were immediately penetrated by spikes growing out of the model's palms, which were assimilated, and the skin in the palm area was completely plasticized until it reached the wrists.

  Lorian stared at the plasticized palm, his eyes changed slightly, and he could not reverse it with his current means.

   "As expected of a talent class second only to the most difficult, it's a pity that I haven't learned dance before, and it's a bit hard to sharpen a gun before the battle..."

   At this time, a hideous face stood out on Lorian's back,

   As the temporary other half of the theater owner, he started to play a role. The ability called [performance] was fully stimulated at this moment, and he directly imitated the model in front of him, and the dance was synchronized.

   On the other hand, Yi Chen is completely adapted to sudden changes in rhythm.

   He was personally taught by Mr. Fang before his death, and had enough dance foundation, not to mention that he also learned ballroom dancing in the gentleman's class during his life in Zion.

   And the orphanage before his death also liked to play this kind of rhythm change, if he was not focused enough, he would not be able to keep up.

  As time progressed, the music played by Mr. Fang became more and more weird, and even deviates from the regular movement. All kinds of strange and weird notes lead the models to make all kinds of abnormal movements.

   For example, the folded lower waist, the bending and rotation of the hand joints, the 720° loop in the air, and so on.

   About 1/2 of the students could not keep up with the rhythm during this process, and eventually multiple parts of the body, including the head, were penetrated and turned into mannequins.

   By their shoulders, they were beaten in a hoop by Teacher Fang,

  bang bang bang ~ A chain is lowered from the top, hooking the fully modeled student and taking it to the sky.

   Their heads were cut off as one of the lamps, and their bodies were kept in the model warehouse for later lessons.

   An hour and a half passed,

   Teacher Fang finally stopped playing and gave him applause and encouragement.

   "Very good, you can already keep up with my melody with the help of your dance partner, and then you need to use your own tunes to express your emotions through dance.

  You accompany each other, and I will play the first piece in ten minutes. "

   Two by two as companions,

   Many of the girls naturally noticed that Yi Chen, who was not assimilated at all, took the initiative to find him hoping to become his dance partner.

  Yi Chen refused one by one, squeezed past the girls and walked towards the other end of the hall. There was also a person walking towards him.

  The two just met in the center of the hall, and after salute each other, they were ready to perform a joint dance.

at the same time,

  Yi Chen approached the silver-haired youth's ear by dancing,

   "Prepare to execute the plan..."

   Hearing this, Lorian's eyes widened, "Oh? Are you going to execute the plan on such a difficult occasion? I thought it would be necessary to wait until tomorrow."

   "There are many kinds of talent classes, and Mr. Fang's class should only appear when you roll [11 points].

   I had a certain relationship with this teacher during my lifetime. If I don’t take this opportunity, I don’t know when I will go. "

   "Okay, the bet is yours anyway~ If you want to increase the difficulty, I'll just play with you.

  Unfortunately, my hands have been assimilated into plastic structures, so the strength may be reduced. "

  Yi Chen said with a look of disdain: "If this level can limit you, the Twilight Clinic will not fall completely... Help me, kill this woman with all your strength."

"my pleasure."

   (end of this chapter)