No matter how similar stilt and ballet are, they are more or less different.

The short piece of "White Swan Variations" selected in "Confined to Day and Night" was selected by Tu Zisu after watching the entire "Swan Lake" stage play over and over again, although the time is not long, only a few tens of seconds, but the difficulty covered in it cannot be underestimated.

A large section of leg suction, whipping, and spinning, all of which Xu Chunqiu had never touched.

Xu Chunqiu practiced hard, since she tied this pair of ballet shoes, she almost no longer removed them, wore them when she consumed basic skills, wore them when watching videos to record movements, even turned off the lights in the practice room in the middle of the night, and still wore them when she went down the stairs to the basement, she couldn't wait to take off these shoes only when she was sleeping, and move her ankles and toes that were so sore that she was almost unconscious.

Under such an intensity of use, in just a day and a half, Xu Chunqiu's pointe shoes on his feet jumped a pair.

"Jumping like this so soon?"

Tan Chuyin's eyes widened, and she seemed a little incredible.

She was not talking about Xu Chunqiu's movements, neither sucking her legs nor spinning, but the dancing shoes on her feet.

Pointe shoes can be both consumables and durables, and the length of time the shoe is usually determined by the support of the bone, which will gradually lose its elasticity and support with the use of pointe techniques for a long time, and the toe cap will gradually soften with the increase of time and the moisture caused by the sweat on the dancer's feet.

The training intensity of beginners is relatively easy, and it is common for a pair of dancing shoes to be worn for a month, and even if it is not good, it can last at least a few weeks, while for a professional ballerina, the lifespan of a pair of shoes is only about 20 hours.

Tan Chuyin brought her a new pair of shoes according to her size, and then held the pair of discarded dancing shoes that Xu Chunqiu took off, and couldn't help but be a little speechless: "I know you're in a hurry, but you've practiced too much, right?"

"I haven't seen you take these shoes off except when I'm sleeping, and I've never seen anyone as desperate as you do. ”

Xu Chunqiu lowered her head and wrapped the strap around her ankles, her movements seemed to have become very skillful, she didn't seem to care, and just said lightly: "What's this, when I was a child, I started by standing on the bricks, turning my head and standing up, just on that one-inch-wide surface." ”

"In the winter, Master sprinkled water in the small courtyard, and we wore stilts on the ice and practiced all day long, even if we were cooking and sprinkling the courtyard, we were not allowed to take it off. ”

Gao Shenghan was even more ruthless than ordinary masters.

After ordinary people step into the stilts, in order to avoid falling down, they will unconsciously bend their knees and lower their center of gravity, but this action has no beauty at all, and it needs to be absolutely eliminated on the stage, so Gao Shenghan sharpened the bamboo skewer and tied the skewer to the disciple's leg.

There are not many people in the troupe who can read and write, from the class master to the disciples, the illiterate people who are alive and well are piled up, but the Yuhua class has saved a lot of drama books, not for him, the drama book is sandwiched under the crotch, once the disciples who are stepping on stilts are tired, their legs are bent, and the bamboo sticks are pierced into the flesh and the pain makes people tremble, and the script caught under the crotch will also fall down.

The disciples who dropped the script naturally had a board, and the dregs of the old stick education used pain to make these children remember what kind of posture is correct and what kind of action is good-looking.

Xu Chunqiu retracted his gaze and said briskly: "At that time, I was too young to stand on the ice, I always fell, nested in the quilt at night, and secretly hugged my feet and cried in pain. ”

After crying, I still got up at half past five the next day to tie up my shoes and bamboo sticks, and it still hurt as if I was stepping on the tip of a knife. ”

She knows better than anyone that some things can only be practiced with real hard work.

This is true for stilts, and the same is true for ballet.

Tan Chuyin didn't expect that Liyuan Xing would use such a cruel way to train his disciples, although the children in the dance school also grew up with hardships, but in such a comparison, it is nothing.

Xu Chunqiu saw her reaction, and then realized that he had lost his words.

She is talking about the method that Gao Shenghan trained her decades ago, when the children who sang opera were either orphans without father and mother, or they were sold into the troupe like Xu Chunqiu, and if they couldn't sing, they could only wait to starve to death.

This is the ability to make a living, and it is not unreasonable to be beaten and scolded more, after all, the environment dictates it.

But in this era, if the master of any team dares to abuse children like this, even if the parents don't come to the door, the public prosecution will probably have to open the door to check the water meter.

She knew that she was speechless, and she didn't explain too much, but stood up in the new shoes that Tan Chuyin had changed for her, and practiced whipping again.

......

Lu Xiu had never felt that the small villa was so empty, he sat on the sofa with the cat in his arms and smoothed the fur one by one, barely relieving the worries in his heart.

Is the dance studio Tang Ze looking for reliable?

Did she eat well over there, did she sleep well?

Are there any injuries?

As he thought about it, his subordinates became less and less weighty, and Crispy lay on his thighs and "meowed", and his hair was about to make him bald.

Tu Zisu urged so tightly, she had always been strict with herself to the point of being almost harsh, and now it must not be much better......

Lu Xiu's brows were tightly locked, and the movements of his subordinates gradually stopped, and when he saw the opportunity, he quickly jumped out of his arms with a "poof", and hid under the sofa with a smoke, leaving a large patch of white fluff on his dark clothes.

Lu Xiu picked up a sticky hair device from the coffee table and rolled it on his body, put on his coat with a heavy expression, and strode out of the door by grabbing the car keys hanging in the hallway.

"Hey, Tang Ze," the mobile phone Bluetooth is connected to the car stereo, and Lu Xiu's solemn eyebrows are reflected in the rearview mirror, "You told me last time, what is the name of the dance studio you found for her?"

"It's not a studio, it's a small workshop that Tan Chuyin tossed by himself, and I'll send you the address now. Tang Ze's voice fell here, and he suddenly paused, and continued, "But she can tell me before, let me hide this from you, probably because I am afraid that you will be distressed." ”

"I advise you not to be too quiet, in case you ......," he sighed, like a broken old father, "in case it affects her state......

"I see. ”

Lu Xiu replied in a deep voice.

"Got it?" Tang Ze couldn't figure out what he meant, "Then are you going or not going?"

"Go. He took a deep breath, and if he wasn't driving, he would have liked to smoke a cigarette and light it.

"I don't affect her. ”