Over there, Xu Wen finally got out of grief. She wiped off the cold tears on her face and felt sorry for her gaffe, "Sorry, I'm a little gaffe, until now..."
She pointed to her heart, "I can't calm down here yet, Ye Jian, you are really great. The first time I looked at Jian Wu, I saw tears in my eyes."
It is as if Ye Jian travels through time and space by herself, dancing for this famous song with her own personal experience.
Ye Jian doesn't care if she can be selected, she just likes the song "Ambush on Ten Sides" in her heart. The passion of wartime to the final sadness made her deeply touched.
When holding the sword, what appeared in her mind was her comrade-in-arms, who fought side by side with her, who was not afraid of life, as to whether she looked good or not, she was not within her consideration.
But if it achieves the effect and resonates, it is naturally more perfect.
"That's it. After you arrive at the pipa, we'll join the song again. I'll practice it by myself these few days. You two don't need to accompany me. I have found the feeling. I can listen and practice alone."
After putting the sword in, Ye Jian picked up the towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He danced so much that he was too engaged, and his feelings did not abate at all. It was like training for several hours after the song, and he was not tired but felt happy.
Song Zhiqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled, "Alright, I'll see when you play." At that time, it will be even more amazing and shocking.
The red-eyed Xu Wen said: "I don't want to come here every day, just like you, I'm afraid it would be too embarrassing for me to cry once and for all."
To be able to dance in people's hearts, absolutely as Song Zhiqiu said, he will not lose the election.
It would be nice if it was chosen. If Ye Jian was not chosen, she would not feel any regrets. She just likes the golden horse and the iron horse in it. She likes the heroic fighting on all sides. She just likes it, even if It doesn't matter if you don't have an audience.
For the next three days, Ye Jian would spend an hour every day, locked in the sound room and practiced over and over again, brandishing the long sword in his hand over and over again, using the sword as the spear, and recalling his fighting side by side with his comrades. , Memories and J5 bit by bit.
Xu Wen’s pipa took a week to ship from Beijing to the school, tune the strings and test the sound and play it with a "clank" at the end. The sound flows through the microphone and then goes to the speaker for expansion. The sound momentum is more important than that in the CD player. How powerful is it that one person played a sword dance, and the sound and physical room became a battlefield for the two. When the song ended, the two could not speak for a long time.
The heart of the person who plays is trembling, and the person who dances has red eyes.
Until the selection of the programs in each class, the two cooperated only four times. After each episode, the emotions of the two were quite ups and downs. Xu Wen's feelings were driven by Ye Jian, and Ye Jian was directed by Xu Wen. Driven by "Ambush on Ten Sides", that kind of tacit understanding and touch of the soul is even more tiring than a day's training.
Only four times in cooperation, the two never practiced again.
He Jing saw other class students still rehearsing nervously several times, but the two people in their dormitory didn't take it seriously, and she was a little worried in her heart, and she reminded them implicitly a few times.
In exchange for Xu Wen's wave of hands, and said: "We know it!"
She and Ye Jian knew it well, but Liu Yang didn't know it.
In the five shows in the class, Xu Wen's own solo dancers can occasionally see rehearsals, but he did not see the rehearsals once in the collaboration between the two of them. After self-study, he caught two people and asked about it.