The male duck's voice is Chen Ziran, and he is the oldest boy in the class. It is said that he has been admitted to the Middle School Affiliated to Hua Dance since he was ten years old. He took the test for three years. Seeing that his age was about to reach the admission limit, he just brushed the score line and entered the door of the singing and dancing major.
Although his grades are not dazzling, his personality is very enjoyable in the class. He is a sports committee member, has a very "jumping" personality, and likes to bluff. Qi Ji said that before Xiang Guai was transferred to their class, she and Chen Ziran sat at the same table, and he was often pulled by him.
Last time, Chen Ziran was pressed by the head teacher in the corner of the classroom and opened his hips in public, which made him lose face. Since that time, he has never had anything to do with Xiang Chaiqiji.
Xiang Gu thought that the relationship between them was "incompatible", but he never thought that Chen Ziran would take the initiative to come over and ask him for advice!
Chen Ziran blushed, and the two pimples on his temples were shining brightly: "That... Xiang Guess, I used to dance cowboys, and it's very different from ballet. Can you teach me?"
Cowboy is a branch of ballroom dancing, wild and free. Ballet dance requires a high degree of muscle strength, while ballet pays more attention to lightness and stability.
Qi Ji stared at him suspiciously, suspecting that he had some conspiracy behind him.
Xiang Guai was rather calm: "Okay." He looked Chen Ziran up and down, "But I haven't taught anyone, nor have any experience."
Chen Ziran hurriedly said, "I think you teach Qi Ji well, and I'll follow her to learn, so as not to waste your time."
Having said that, Chen Ziran really took the initiative to stand behind Qi Ji, standing firmly in a T-shape with both feet, and put both hands in one-handed position.
Xiang Guai didn't hide his clumsiness, so he just assumed that he was the mother swan teaching the ugly duckling to swim. Anyway, he could let one go, and he could catch two. It didn't make much difference to teach one or two.
As soon as he called out, the two "students" raised their arms.
He called out two, and the two "students" grabbed the handlebar and began to do relief.
Xiangchai's teaching level is limited, but he is very patient. When he found out that the two of them had flaws in their movements, he took the trouble to correct them over and over again.
In the musical, the cygnet dance of "Tchaikovsky" is only half a minute. Don't look at it for only half a minute, but each version of "Tchaikovsky" dances differently.
When learning the performance of musical theatre, they can refer to the experience of their predecessors, but they do not need to imitate their predecessors completely. Otherwise, it's not a show, it's a botched copy-paste.
Considering the actual level of Qi Ji and Chen Ziran, Xiang Guai only taught them one of the most basic movements - ballet footsteps with toes and up-and-down wings-spreading movements.
Neither of them are stupid, they just haven't found the right way to exert force in ballet before. Xiang Guai ordered them in a few sentences, and the two of them immediately got the trick, but after a few minutes of effort, they were able to dance like they were.
While teaching to Chai, in the performance classroom, countless obscure gazes fell on them, secretly watching their every move.
Because they also want to know, is Chen Ziran really learning fake ones? The two were full of contradictions before, and they started fighting if they couldn't teach!
Xiang Guess naturally noticed those obscure gazes. But he was completely unmoved, not even breathing.
Chen Ziran was a little embarrassed at first, his eyes wandering and his mind wandered frequently. Xiang Guai started directly, holding his wrist and adjusting his hand movements for him.
"The curvature of your arms should be more rounded... Don't stick to the crotch... The fingers should be stretched, the thumb should be placed between the three or four fingers, and the palm of the hand should be relaxed..." The boy lowered his head, and the warm fingertips followed his words, Wandering in the palm of another boy's hand.
His voice was crisp, his tone was slow and slow, his long eyelashes drooped down, and his short hair was neatly placed on his forehead, revealing a smooth and delicate face.
When Xiang Guai approached, Chen Ziran held his breath subconsciously, for fear that he was panting too loudly and disturbed the little teacher. They were standing so close, Chen Ziran was half a head taller than Xiang Guai because of his age, he looked down at the young man's hair spin, and suddenly regretted his previous reckless provocation.
"... I'm sorry." Chen Ziran moved his lips. He thought he didn't say a word, but he was still heard by Xiang Gu.
The boy didn't look up after hearing this, and kept busy in his hands: "It's too late to say 'I'm sorry' now."
"what?"
He opened his arms to Chai and let him make a beautiful and graceful windward spread.
Xiang Guai took two steps back, reviewed his teaching results, and said proudly, "It's time for you to say 'thank you' to me now."
"..." Chen Ziran thought, I'm afraid one thank you is not enough, he has to say thank you several times.
When Xiang Chai was teaching Chen Ziran, the students gathered at the other end of the classroom were silently watching their progress. They not only watch, but also secretly learn, learn hand position, learn standing posture, learn the position of feet, legs and waist...
After Chen Ziran left with great gratitude, the classroom was quiet for half a minute, and then a second person stood up.
"Xiang Gu," said a girl, "can you teach me too?"
Another girl was not to be outdone: "Xiang Guai, I have studied ballet for two years before, but the movements are a little unfamiliar. Can you help me check it out?"
Then there was a close-minded boy: "Brother Xiang, I live in the dormitory next to you! I even gave you a faucet when I washed last night! You have to help me first!"
Immediately afterwards, the fourth, fifth, sixth... More and more people raised their hands, both boys and girls, rushing to Xiang Chai's side. Although there are still a few people who are very stubborn to stay in place, most of the classmates in the class chose to get close to the endless starlight.
There was a lot of noise in the room, this was the hustle and bustle that Xiang guess had never felt before.
... But this is the age of seventeen or eighteen, what it should look like.
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It was late at night on the other side of the ocean. When Tan Yiming came out of the bedroom, he happened to meet George who was chomping with a box of instant noodles.
The two of them lived together in a student dormitory. Although it was called a "dormitory", the conditions were very good. The two shared a small living room, and the living room extended out to two bedrooms, one on the left and one on the right. The area was not large, but it was sufficient for living.
"You old talk, why haven't you slept so late?" George asked curiously, "Don't you usually focus on going to bed early and getting up early?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Tan Yiming felt a headache: "I promised to help a child do the audio post. As a result, halfway through, Windows automatically upgraded the new system - it took a few hours, and the result showed that the update was completed in 22 hours. ."
Recently, many of my friends' windows computers have been under the curse of forced update. Halfway through painting, halfway through writing papers, and halfway through playing games... Suddenly they fell into the quagmire of updates. Tan Yiming was still laughing at those African chiefs on the Internet before, but in a blink of an eye, he became an African chief.
Little Swan's backing vocals had already been passed on to him, and the boy's voice was in very good condition, clean and clear, with good intonation. He hardly needed any repairs, as long as the soundtrack was integrated.
Tan Yiming was busy working overtime a few working days before, so he really couldn't help him. It wasn't until Friday night that he was free to sit in front of the computer and help him. Who would have thought that after tossing for a long time, it actually hit the windows automatic upgrade!
He had delayed this backing vocal for a long time, and he was really embarrassed to let Little Swan wait any longer.
Tan Yiming felt very guilty when he thought of the disappointment of the boy on the other side of the ocean.
"Audio later?" George slapped his thigh, "How can your broken computer run! Let the professionals do this kind of stuff!"
A figure appeared in Tan Yiming's mind. He asked, "...you mean?"
"Yeah, go directly to Senior Brother Yao!" George waved his hand, "With his help, it will definitely be done in minutes!"
"'Senior Brother Yao'? When did you become so polite?" Tan Yiming raised his eyebrows, "I was guarding him like a thief a few days ago, for fear that he would seduce your girlfriend away. Why did you change your sex today?"
"You can't say that! I'm... I'm..." George muttered, "I used to think that I, Qiao Dafu, treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! I have been in touch with him recently, and I think others are pretty good. "
At this time, Tan Yiming didn't know that it turned out that George found out that Yao Yin was playing the same game as him not long ago. He was not only a RMB player, but also a RMB player with good skills and better luck. Yao Yin took George to push the map a few times, and helped him to find some skill books he desperately needed from the boss... Since then, George quickly turned his back, and his position changed so fast that even the grass couldn't catch up with him.
If it wasn't for George already having a girlfriend, it would be fine for him to bend for Senior Brother Yao!
As early as the recording of "Slow Voice", Yao Yin and Tan Yiming exchanged contact information. It's just that Tan Yiming never took the initiative to find the other party, Yao Yin's avatar just lay quietly in his contacts. Although the two have no private contact, Yao Yin often updates the Moments, mostly his experience of practicing the piano and composing music, mixed with photos of gatherings with friends. Tan Yiming occasionally brushes it, and he will like it politely.
He also went to YouTube to search for Yao Yin's personal homepage. As the second boss of the company said, Yao Yin is a small Internet celebrity with hundreds of thousands of fans on YouTube. He publishes two vlogs every week, one about his music work and the other about his study life in the United States.
Tan Yiming had nothing to do and watched a few videos. Yao Yin's English is very fluent, with a strong American accent. If he hadn't known that he went abroad to study in college, Tan Yiming would have thought he was a native ABC.
Yao Yin on the Internet looks more distant than in his real life. His fans say he is as delicate as an ice doll, blooming only in the moonlight.
Tan Yiming went back to his bedroom, hesitated for a while at the computer screen that had only been updated for 22 hours, and finally sent Yao Yin a message.
Yiming Qingyun: Yao Yin, are you there
Melody Y: Don't be so polite.
Melody Y: If nothing else, I will be here every day for decades to come.
A sing-along: …
Yi Ming Qing Yun: I have something to trouble you here.
Melody Y: Oh, then I'm gone.
A sing-along: …
Yiming Qingyun: I want to borrow your computer, and I want to help a friend do the audio post-production.
Melody Y: [Hello, the user you dialed is not in the service area]
Tan Yiming thought, and sure enough, the "ice sculpture dolls that bloom only under the moonlight" are all set up on the Internet, which is too far from the three-dimensional.
He also knew that the two were not familiar with each other, and it was a bit too much to make this request hastily, but he continued to talk when he thought of agreeing to Little Swan.
Yi Mingqingyun: I know this is very troublesome for you.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: I won't borrow your computer for too long, and I will provide you with a certain amount of compensation, okay
Melody Y: Share photos - Lamborghini
Melody Y: Share photos - Aston Martin
Melody Y: Sharing Photos - Rolls Royce
Melody Y: Tan Yiming, look at the cars in my garage first, and then talk to me about the money.
There is really no way to talk about it.
When he met such a rich second-generation rich man, he really didn't know what to use to repay his favor.
Yao Yin disappeared for a while, and when he came back, the spikes on his body were taken away.
Melody Y: I just played a game with George and he told me about your broken computer.
Melody Y: What friend, can you make such a big effort to help you in the post-production stage
Tan Yiming thought to himself that George, his roommate, was too inauthentic, and his microphones were not as sensitive as his.
Yi Ming Qing Yun: It's also a little kid I met not long ago. He sings very nicely. I'll help him accompany him in the later stage.
Melody Y: Okay.
Melody Y: You send the audio and I will synthesize it for you.
Tan Yiming said thank you several times, and hurriedly forwarded the email from Guess to Yao Yin on his mobile phone.
In less than 20 minutes, Tan Yiming's mobile phone for a while, five freshly released audios have been lying in his mailbox!
Yiming Qingyun: So fast
Melody Y: That's the difference between professional and amateur.
Melody Y: Your computer is called a computer, and my computer is called a workstation.
Impressive: Well, thanks for the professional help.
A Ming Qingyun: [Claps fists]
Melody Y: Okay, you amateur, have you figured out how to repay me
This time, Yao Yin sent a PDF file before Tan Yiming could reply.
Although the document is in pure English, it does not affect Tan Yiming's reading.
A certain domestic fresh meat was gilded in the United States and joined a Hollywood movie. However, his English is really poor, so the film production company recruited voice actors, because Xiao Xianrou still has a few Chinese lines in the play, so the voice actors are required to be Chinese, and at the same time, they must be fluent in English.
Melody Y: This is not an open recruitment, the music teacher who brought me asked me if there was anyone I could recommend.
Melody Y: Well, you amateur... do you want to be a professional once
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Since in the performance class, Xiang Guai taught him everything and helped the students master ballet, the atmosphere in the class has gradually changed.
There was a layer of icy ice between him and them in the past. And now, this layer of ice is finally showing signs of melting.
Now when Xiangchai enters class in the morning, some classmates will take the initiative to greet him, and he will respond with a smile.
In the morning and evening homework, Chen Ziran would help him occupy a seat and let him practice with the boys.
Chen Ziran is still very prestigious in the class. Although he is not the squad leader, his appeal is stronger than that of the squad leader. He took the initiative to show his goodwill to Xiang Gu, and the classmates watched him and Xiang Gu "let go of the past", and they also stumbled and learned how to get along with the little prince.
Teacher Chu, the head teacher, was very curious about the changes in the class, but she also came from this age. Adolescent children have their own rules of the game and do not need adults to intervene.
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On this day, as soon as Xiang Guai entered the classroom, he suddenly found that the atmosphere in the class was a little wrong.
Originally, during the break time, the atmosphere in the class was very relaxed, and there were even some people playing basketball in the back row of the classroom, but being reminded by Teacher Chu several times didn't work.
But today, every boy in the class is sitting upright with his back straight, even the skiniest Chen Ziran pursed his lips and looked serious.
"...What happened?" Xiang Guai asked blankly.
Qi Ji immediately grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Did you see a few middle-aged people in the corridor just now? The leading man and woman are very temperamental?"
Xiang Guai recalled that he had indeed passed four or five people in the corridor just now, and they were not the teachers of the school. Because of the high reputation of Huawu Middle School, people always came to visit, so he didn't care much.
"I saw it." Xiang Gu said, "It seems that they have gone to the Five Dance Teachings."
And at this time, the class occupying Dance Room No. 5... should be the ballet department.
"Ah!" Qi Ji exclaimed, and suddenly grabbed Xiang Gu's wrist tightly, and kept saying, "It really is them, it really is them!"
Seeing her so excited, Xiang Guess was even more at a loss: "What are you talking about..."
The girl's eyes lit up: ""Out of My World"!!! Xiang Guess, they are the producers and directors of the Chinese version of "Out of My World"!!!! They came to choose the actors!!!!"
Xiang Guess was taken aback by this unexpected answer.
After a long while, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked softly, "What are you talking about...is that "Out of My World" by Billy Elliott?"
Qi Ji nodded.
Then looking into his eyes, he nodded again.
The musical "Jump Out of My World" tells the story of a boy who did not follow his father's wish to learn boxing under the background of the British miners' strike in the 1980s, but embarked on a lonely and difficult road of dancing.
And Xiang Gu, prefers another translation of its name—
- "The Boy in Ballet Slippers".