After screening, the members of the dance team were decided.

In addition to the first meeting, there are five girls including Yu Xiaorui, Qian Qian, and Sun Xiaoli.

As for the funds for sponsoring the dance team, the dance team has six girls, 200 per person, a total of 1200. Zhang Yunqi had already given this money to Lin Yueying, and Lin Yueying thought that it was not safe to hold it in her hands, so she distributed it to them in advance.

The place where the dance is rehearsed, the school has already made arrangements, which is the music room where the music classes of Class 168 are usually held. Every day at noon after school and the last self-study class in the afternoon, the six girls in the class rehearsed in the music room.

"Luoshen", a traditional Chinese dance that has evolved from the Han Dynasty to the present, is composed of a main dance and five accompanying dances, which are equivalent to ancient palace maids in this dance, and the work is relatively easy, as long as the large palace fan is held in an arc to move, and occasionally do some simple dance moves, so as to create an atmosphere of stars holding the moon for the main dance, so in addition to the main dance and the dance costumes of the five accompanying dancers, the props of the large palace fan are also needed.

Dance costumes are relatively easy to get, Zhang Yunqi paid for Lin Yueying to purchase, as for the palace fan, this thing is more difficult to get out for a while, he asked the dance team to deal with the ordinary fan first, and really want to go to the school celebration art show to use the palace fan, he thought for a long time, and finally remembered Yu Lin, Yu Da Boss is well-informed, maybe there is a way, so he called Yu Lin and asked him where there is a custom palace fan.

Yu Lin said directly: "Wenlou Street, there is a place on the left side of the street entrance that specializes in making handmade fans, you can go and have a look." ”

After school at noon that day, Zhang Yunqi took a taxi to Wenlou Street, and after finding the handmade fan shop, he asked the boss to customize five large palace fans for him, 0.8 meters long and 0.5 meters wide, and the front of the palace fan showed a landscape pattern of Jiangchuan No. 1 Middle School, and a row of golden characters on the back: "Zhang Jiqi Fengdu Fish Powder Shop congratulates the 88th anniversary of the No. 1 Middle School in the city on a successful celebration!"

After the negotiation, before leaving, Zhang Yunqi specially emphasized to the boss: "The font must be big and eye-catching!"

In this school celebration performance, he spent thousands of dollars in order to get together the dance team in the class, which is a lot, so he has to make this advertising fee worth the money, so that all the teachers and students in the school can remember his Zhang Jiqi Fengdu fish powder.

Of course, the use of dance teams to advertise is only one of the links, and Zhang Yunqi also wants to use the hot spot of the school celebration to engage in a set of marketing combinations.

After returning to school, Zhang Yunqi found the class leader Lin Yueying and asked, "Class leader, do you know anyone from the student union?"

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Yueying looked at Zhang Yunqi vigilantly, since Zhang Yunqi sponsored the dance team in the class, she can see the true face of this guy clearly, in a word, it is unprofitable and not early, what kind of friendship feelings with him, classmate friendship, class collective honor, are all nonsense.

Zhang Yunqi said with a smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that it's getting closer and closer to the school celebration performance, and the student union must already have a flow chart for the school celebration activities, I want to take a look at it in advance." ”

Lin Yueying stared at Zhang Yunqi: "Why are you looking at this?"

Zhang Yunqi said with a smile: "No matter how you say the school celebration, it can be regarded as a major event in the school every few years, and I care about it as a member of the city's No. 1 Middle School." ”

It's not a big deal to have a school celebration process, Lin Yueying said: "Okay, tomorrow there will be a meeting on the student union's side, and I'll find an acquaintance to make a copy of it for you at that time." ”

Zhang Yunqi returned to his place to attend class.

After school in the afternoon, Wang Xiaokai pulled him to the music room to watch them rehearse for the first time.

Zhang Yunqi thought about it and said it.

Before going, he and Wang Xiaokai went to the store to buy some drinks and puffed snacks, so that they could look at the beauties openly under the banner of the reward dance team.

As the 88th anniversary celebration is getting closer and closer, the students in other classes who participated in the school celebration art show are also working overtime in the music room on the same floor to practice the program, so at noon or after school in the afternoon, this floor is particularly lively.

When Zhang Yunqi and the two came to the music room where the 168 class dance team was located, a group of boys outside were lying on the window and looking inside.

Zhang Yunqi glanced at the other music rooms, compared them a little, and found that the dance team in their class had the most boys watching, which inevitably made him a little more confident in this art show.

Wang Xiaokai's expression was a little vigilant, as if the melons he planted at home were remembered.

The two walked into the music room, the dance team of the class was rehearsing, the room reverberated with classical and elegant music, the five backup dancers wore pink dresses and danced in an arc like butterflies wearing flowers, and in the middle of them, the main dancer in a pure white dress was the first to meet.

Zhang Yunqi and the two looked at the first meeting and were stunned.

At that time, it was already evening, and the warm sunlight projected through the window on the dancing figure, like a fairy, between the white dresses, every line was youthful and smooth, every inch of skin was as warm as jade, pure to the beauty of the soul, neither impatient nor itchy, making people hope that time would be frozen in the brilliant sun.

As a traditional Chinese dance, "Luoshen" has risen in the Han Dynasty 2,000 years ago, and became more popular in the Tang Dynasty, and the modern new choreographed dance not only inherits the beautiful and elegant part of the traditional "Luoshen", but also adds new articulation and new costumes, choreography, etc., so that the dance is like mountains and flowing water, and there is a clear sense of deep valley and orchid.

It's just that "Luoshen" has high requirements for the main dancer, what needs to be pursued is a kind of stability under a high degree of bending and inclination, looking for the free feeling of this special curve under the S-shaped curve, and the rhythm of the curve flow in the coherent movements, the head and neck are contained, and the pulse is through, with the ups and downs of breathing, full of charm, forming a distinctive classical Chinese style of dance movements.

Zhang Yunqi has never seen dancing for the first time, in his cognition, this girl's family background is not very good, and it is unlikely that the family will have spare money for her to learn dance, so now seeing that she can interpret the charm of "Luoshen" so well, her heart is swaying, and she is a little surprised.

In fact, not only him, but also Wang Xiaokai, as well as several students watching from the window, all looked at it intently and admired it in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, until a tall and handsome boy suddenly appeared at the door, and among the students, someone whispered in surprise: "This, is this Lin Zihao? Why is he here?"

Several of the other students turned their heads to look at each other, stunned.

The student who spoke seemed to think of something, followed Lin Zihao's divine gaze and threw himself into the music room, and finally fell on the elegant and pure girl in the white dress, and he suddenly had a kind of enlightenment, as well as a little inexplicable sense of loss.