Episode 14

Before taking the first dance class, Chu Yingcheng reviewed Fan9's dance at home.

Watching the video, and pulling out various actions from the memory of this body. Logically speaking, Chu Yingcheng, a military commander, should have a high degree of control over his body. The problem is, even if he remembers the action completely and knows which lyrics correspond to which action, he can't do it well.

No way, dance is not only a memory in the brain but also a game of physical memory. Even if the movements were rooted in the impression, it seems that he knew how to do it, but when he did it, once feeling "something is weird". Once you hesitated, the movement will be strange and out of shape.

What's more, what Chu Yingcheng looked down upon since he was little is the dance style known as "classical dance".

There are so many differences between classical dance and street dance commonly used by idol groups. Chu Yingcheng worked hard at home for a while, but he didn't have a big mirror, and he didn't dare to jump for fear of disturbing others, so now it seems that the effect is really small.

In Eric's eyes, it seems that every movement has been done, but the continuity is very strange His transitional rhythm is very weird, but he seems to have tried so hard, and even his looks were very serious when dancing, which makes his whole person look strenuous, tight, and not relaxed at all.

"You...like a PPT." Eric suddenly felt that he need to take great responsibility. What Chu Yingcheng needs is not only to teach but to correct and train little by little. This is not easier than teaching from scratch!

"You used to be like this? Your dance teacher let you go before?" It is not so much a complaint as it is to express his incredibility. "You used to have music videos, concerts, and live performances, right? You got a pass?"

At this moment, only Eric and Chu Yingcheng were still standing, and Yue Jun and Su Yumin were resting beside them. The two of them sat with their backs against the wall five or six meters apart, holding the water that the assistant handed them over, and looked towards Chu Yingcheng and Eric without a word.

Chu Yingcheng's back was straight, and he stood with his head slightly lowered in front of Eric, like a primary school student listening to teacher’s training.

He didn't know how to explain clearly: "This...I was not like this before. I haven't danced for too long, sorry."

Eric is still very surprised: "I think that you should have formed muscle memories of these. How long haven't you danced so that you can forget it?"

Chu Yingcheng had nothing to say: "I will try to catch up with Brother Jun and the fishermen."

Eric pointed out the facts: "If you have to attend this class, it will be difficult for you to keep up with their progress. This is what you can achieve when the dance is familiar to you in the first place, and there will be new dances in the future. What do you do?"

Chu Yingcheng couldn't help but follow his words and turned to look at Yue Jun and Chu Yingcheng.

When he met Yuejun's gaze, Yue Jun had no expression on his face; at meeting Su Yumin's gaze, Su Yumin gave him a soothing smile.

Although they could not fully hear the conversation between Eric and Chu Yingcheng, Yue Jun and Su Yumin guessed that Eric was saying something unpleasant.

After a pause, Eric added two more sentences: "You only have three people left, and the solo part will increase. And you are still C, your skill..."

The words are not finished, but the implications are already obvious.

Eric's tone sounded flat, but he was very serious.

"...I see." Chu Yingcheng lowered his eyes, flipping his "curricular schedule" quickly in his mind, and decided to let his agent put in more dance lessons, "I will work hard."

Eric saw him like this and didn't say anymore, turning around to greet Su Yumin and Yue Jun.

"Let’s continue pushing down today..."

Yue Jun soon discovered that Chu Yingcheng is supposed to become busy.

The specific manifestation is that the frequency of his feelings after reading to Yue Jun is visibly decreasing.

Yue Jun had already published three books before, and Chu Yingcheng bought them all and read them. He would also write some snippets and send them to Yue Jun from time to time. Yue Jun said that "it doesn't need to be so troublesome", but in fact, he still took a good look, and he would answer some questions or discuss with him.

He can't say how hot the chat is, but among Yue Jun's WeChat friends, Chu Yingcheng, who has the most message exchanges with Yue Jun in recent times, will soon top the list.

Therefore, because of the fact that Chu Yingcheng sent less information, Yue Jun found out easily.

But he didn't ask or mention it. He felt that Chu Yingcheng was tired of reading his book and no longer had the patience to read it. This is nothing; this is normal.

It’s just a pity that he might lose one who seems to be able to communicate in-depth in the future...

This thought flashed through Yue Jun's mind, and for the time being, Chu Yingcheng's comments after reading were left behind.

Until one morning when he got up, Yue Jun received Chu Yingcheng's messages four days later.

Looking at the time, it was sent at two o'clock in the morning: [Brother, I have forgotten to tell you that I have not had time to read your work recently, and I will make up your homework after the concert!]

"Homework...?" Yue Jun raised his eyebrows and said that he didn't force him to read it. Why did he call it homework? And he glanced at this time Chu Yingcheng sent the message... Hasn't he fallen asleep so late?

Yue Jun won't inquire about what others are doing in the middle of the night but just replied: [Don't be so serious. We'll talk about it later when you have time.]

Chu Yingcheng sent another message within ten minutes: [Be serious! It’s just that I’ve been really busy lately, so I can’t study it with all my heart. If I just look at it, it appears that I don’t respect you. ]

After washing, Yue Jun was taken aback when he saw his reply, and took a look at the time in the upper right corner, just after eight o'clock.

——Are you awake so early?

——No, he seems to get up earlier and exercise...

So Yue Jun sent a piece of content that was not very close to the previous message: [You also got up to exercise this morning?]

Chu Yingcheng replied: [On the last morning there was only running left, and only half of the previous run. There are dancing classes in the evening, so I want to save some energy during the day.]

Chu Yingcheng: [Don't tell Brother Li that I'm lazy in exercising!]

Yue Jun asked in a ghostly manner: [Do you have a dance class every night?]

Chu Yingcheng: [Yes. My dancing is too bad, and I'm always slowing you down, sorry.]

"Practice until one or two o'clock in the morning...?" Yue Jun couldn't help but think so.

If it is when the concert is approaching, it is not surprising to practice until this time. However, there is still more than a month before the concert, and all people have not yet entered the tensest time. If Chu Yingcheng starts high-intensity rehearsal now, this month... can he survive it?

Yue Jun flipped through his schedule and confirmed that he also had the Fan9 collective dance class today, and it was indeed in the evening. However, the rehearsal schedule this time was from 8 to 11 in the evening and did not pass zero.

Let's check on the specific situation tonight.

Thinking like this, Yue Jun returned a message--

[No need to apologize. Just know it yourself. You don’t need to rush to read my book. It doesn't matter.]

The dance rehearsal at night was a bit surprising, and Chu Yingcheng was the latest one to arrive.

It is not accurate to say that he was late, because Chu Yingcheng still entered the rehearsal room three minutes before eight o'clock. When he entered the door, he was still wearing headphones and carrying a large schoolbag. After he came in, he took all the burdens off his body and consciously began to do warm-up activities.

Chu Yingcheng's assistant Zuozuo, after helping Chu Yingcheng put his things, immediately took out the tripod and video recorder from his bag, set it up, and turned it on.

Su Yumin strolled over and took a look: "Why, is this helping to make the short film?"

"Ah, no, it's not." Zuozuo quickly explained, "Our Cheng wanted to check how was dancing going, and he went back to do a replay, so I took it every time. We have reported with Brother Li and got his assent. The content will never be circulated, so you can rest assured."

"You review and summary all of these?" Su Yumin looked at Chu Yingcheng, "Do you treat this as a battle?"

Chu Yingcheng was strapping a sandbag on his body and turned his head and smiled at him: "Isn't it fighting?"

Su Yumin also laughed, approached him, picked up a sandbag, and weighed it: "Well, it's not a small weight. How heavy is it?"

"Five catties on my hands and ten catties on my feet." Chu Yingcheng picked up one and tied it around his waist. "Should the one on his waist also be five catties?"

Zuozuo ran to his back to help him tie-up, and glanced at the mark: "No, it says eight catties on it."

Chu Yingcheng said happily, "Oh yes, eight catties. The first time I tied it up, I said it was about the same as being pregnant with a child."

Su Yumin patted his weight belt: "Oh, that would have been a few months."

Chu Yingcheng chuckled: "The fitness coach arranged by Brother Li asked me to exercise more waist and abdomen, saying what core strength should be strong, and abdominal muscles should be developed..."

"Then you are quite remarkable. This is 38 kilograms, and you have to wear it the whole time?" Su Yumin sighed with a smile, "It seems that I have to tie it up too, otherwise what can I do if you surpass me too much?"

"I haven't caught up with you yet. Don't laugh at me..."

The two talked and laughed, and Yue Jun just watched them from a distance. After Eric and the other two assistants entered the door, the course started directly.

During the rest of the dance, Yue Jun took a few sips of water, wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck with a very absorbent towel, and turned his head to see Chu Yingcheng.

Chu Yingcheng had been standing in front of the mirror, supporting the handrails with both hands, and did not sit down or take off his equipment. Zuozuo held water and a towel in his hands next to Chu Yingcheng, as if he was ready to pass them to him at any time.

Yue Jun walked over unconsciously.

"Don't take off these things on your body?"

Hearing Yue Jun's voice, Chu Yingcheng turned his head and looked at him. He grabbed the towel in Zuozuo’s hand and wiped it casually: "Yeah. If I take it off, I will feel relaxed, and it will be more painful to put it on again. "

Yue Jun approached and discovered that Chu Yingcheng was all sweaty. It's just because the sweatshirt he wears is white with excellent sweat absorption, which is not so obvious seen from a distance. As he approached, Yue Jun could not only see the big beads of sweat on the side of his face, but he could almost feel the heat coming from him.

When Yue Jun watched him fight like this, he wanted to say "take your time". When the words reached his lips, he changed another sentence: "The notebook you gave me last time, do you need me return it to you?"

"Ah? No need." Chu Yingcheng took the water, took a few mouthfuls, took a long breath, and continued, "It was a gift for you."

"Gift?"

"It's just that your new book was on sale before. I didn't know what to give to show sincerity, so I wrote that seriously..." Chu Yingcheng said, suddenly realized something, "Ah, is that something too intrusive? Then you could give it back to me..."

"Therefore, then I won't return it." Yue Jun interrupted him, paused, and then said, "You... don't have to fight too hard."

"Huh? Ah, don’t make a fuss of such trifles. I’m fine." Chu Yingcheng patted the weight belt on his waist, using Yue Jun's words before, replying to him, "I know it in my heart."

Yue Jun saw that he was smiling sincerely, and his words did not seem to be false, and he nodded and stopped to persuade him, and turned away.

——I have to find a gift in return...

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