Zhao Dashun is a middle-aged man with a straight belly, wearing a decent purple robe, which in ancient times only high-ranking officials could wear. He supported his waist with both hands, a smile on his round face, and his little eyes were obsessed with watching the girls dance in line.

"Brother Tongfang, this is my nephew. Chen Shiping went up and forked his hands warmly, and introduced him again, "Please take care of him in the future." ”

"Hello Choreographer Zhao. Wang Mingzhi also forked his hands.

"Oh, good, good. Zhao Dashun looked at this young and handsome man, and couldn't help but feel jealous and uncomfortable. He said, "Okay, Brother He, you go back and tell Director He, I'll take it." ”

Chen Shiping responded immediately, patted Wang Mingzhi on the shoulder and told him to work hard, and left.

Zhao Dashun immediately looked at the girls again. Wang Mingzhi also looked at them circling around, and asked, "Director Zhao, what is the arrangement plan now?" There are still seven days before the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

"Huh?" Zhao Dashun was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask.

"I wanted to know about the performance plan of our Mid-Autumn Festival. Wang Mingzhi had no choice but to say again.

"This ...... It's not quite settled yet. Zhao Dashun didn't really want to talk about this topic, "You can think about it and give me some advice." At this time, his mobile phone rang, took it out and looked at it, and hurriedly walked outside the dance room, and said with a smile as he walked: "Hey, good lady......"

Wang Mingzhi looked at the dancing girls, and he thought that he needed to know more about Hu Xuan Dance in order to know how to choreograph.

Well, that's right, with a professional eye, keep looking.

There were 12 girls, the oldest in her twenties, and the youngest probably seventeen or eighteen years old. This group of youthful people, when they spin, seems to be a flame jumping, and like snow fluttering, beautiful.

Wang Mingzhi enjoyed watching it, but he belonged to the kind of person who didn't see much, and he used to watch XJ folk dance or something at most at the Spring Festival Gala, which was too dirty. The Tang people here have watched Hu Xuan for thousands of years, and today, it is boring for twelve Di Lieba to spin together.

This should be the problem, the problem of novelty.

"Well, as the saying goes, mixing and matching is the ...... of the everlasting trend"

Of course, the problem may also be that there are no twelve super beauties, can there be one here?

While Wang Mingzhi was thinking, he saw the group of girls spinning and scattering, like blooming flowers.

A beautiful figure swirled at high speed, she danced selflessly, and Wang Mingzhi was unfamiliar, the space in the dance room was limited, but in the blink of an eye, there was a bang, and the spinning girl hit Wang Mingzhi.

"Ahh

Wang Mingzhi was knocked back a few steps by her and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he had enough waist strength to twist back. Have you been hit by a stroller, almost by a horse, and now by a girl!

He looked at it and glared slightly, okay, there is one.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

The girl was rubbing her aching wrist. She was the youngest and the most beautiful in the audience.

Her graceful figure can be 170cm, her fiery red dance dress shows her slender shoulders, and her plump chest and delicate waist outline graceful lines, her slender white legs are stepping on the floor, and her long black and brown ponytail is still shaking.

On that pretty face, the good-looking eyebrows are wrinkled, the clear brown eyes are looking at it, the jade nose is straight, and the lips are red and tender.

This girl's temperament is like a bright star and moon, warm fireworks, and a smile are all vivid and lively portraits.

"It's fine. The girl pouted slightly.

She was obviously a person who couldn't hide her thoughts, and her nasty tone was like he was deliberately taking advantage of her.

Wang Mingzhi would not back down just because she was a beauty, and said seriously: "Girl, you bumped into it, I am the one who should be dissatisfied, right?"

"You're with Director Zhao, right? The girl snorted, "Warning, don't make a bad idea. ”

Wang Mingzhi was puzzled when he heard this, and saw that everyone was resting separately, and that the spinning and flowering was the end of the dance, so he followed the girl and said: "I only came to Taibai Theater yesterday, and today I came to be the assistant choreographer, don't have any misunderstanding." ”

"Are you the assistant choreographer?" the girl suddenly sneered, but she didn't believe it, ", how old are you." ”

"It's 18 years old, and the mental age is 22 years old. My name is Wang Mingzhi, and the word is Feiming. Wang Mingzhi crossed his hand at her, "I really don't mean to offend." ”

The girl looked at him a few more times, and saw that he did not look like a bad person, and her eyes gradually became enthusiastic, and she said with a forked hand: "Dunieve, the word Pauline." ”

She picked up a towel from her personal belongings on the couch on the sidelines to wipe her sweat, and picked up a bottle of mineral water and unscrewed it to drink. ”

With that, she waved her hands and feet and continued to practice. In her opinion, this person must be the new assistant.

"Oh. Wang Mingzhi didn't say anything, walked to the mineral water tank in the corner, took the bottle, gave it to Dunieve, and then walked to the dance director to get to know him. This middle-aged woman's name is Guo Fei, she still has charm and a kind face.

"Everybody, come here. Guo Fei clapped her palms and called all the girls over to form a circle, and Neve looked at Wang Mingzhi suspiciously.

"This is Wang Mingzhi, Wang Feiming. The new associate choreographer. Guo Fei said.

Such a young deputy choreographer? The girls were surprised, what is his origin? Which prince is a relative of the emperor?

Neve was even more dumbfounded, still holding the bottle of mineral water in her hand.

"Hello everyone, just call me Feiming. Wang Mingzhi smiled with his hands, "It's an honor to cooperate with you, you dance very well." ”

The crowd laughed, not because his words were funny, but because of his modesty and handsomeness.

They are vying to introduce themselves, the eldest sister here is Fikeira, the second sister Ayiguli, and Liva, Dipepe, and Vibia......

Wang Mingzhi heard it loudly, these names have all kinds of alien styles, and there are also Tanghua, twelve people! There are also special "characters". In the end, he barely remembered, oh yes, Dunneve, the word Pauline.

Neve was looked at by him, and she was a little embarrassed, glaring at him in return before turning away.

After the introduction, the girls went to do their own things, and Wang Mingzhi asked Guo Fei about the arrangement plan of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Plan?" Guo Fei was also stunned like Zhao Dashun, "Now, it should be...... Dance the Hu Xuan Dance as usual......"

"Director Guo, I have some ideas. Wang Mingyi watched Neve and the others rehearse, and said: "It's the same Hu Xuan Dance, but different atmospheres and rhythms will produce different effects, so we need to choreograph, right?" The regular atmosphere of the Hu Xuan Dance is festive and noisy, especially at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. ”

Guo Fei listened and nodded, that's the reason, otherwise what else can you do?

"What if we don't?" Wang Mingzhi looked at her, "We did the opposite, setting the theme of Hu Nu's homesickness and wanting to reunite with distant families in the Mid-Autumn Festival." The music is sentimental, and the dancing is soft. Does this give the audience a refreshing feeling?"

"This ......" The more Guo Fei listened, the more interesting he felt about this plan. She agreed: "I think I can try." There are very few Hu Xuan dances performed on this theme at the festival, and I can't remember the last time. ”

Wang Mingzhi was happy in his heart, and if he could reach a consensus with the dance finger, he was already half the battle.

At this time, the door of the dance studio was pushed open, and Choreographer Zhao came back with a belly. Guo Fei's momentum suddenly subsided, and she smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid Director Zhao won't agree with your idea." ”

"Yes. Wang Mingzhi frowned, "Let's go talk to him." ”

At that moment, the two walked up to Zhao Dashun and told him about their latest ideas. The girls heard it, and they had no say, but they were all interested. Instead of dancing an ordinary hoop, it is naturally good to have a change.

Neve was even more surprised, this guy is quite talented......

"No!" Zhao Dashun listened, and vetoed it loudly without even thinking about it. His round cake face was very dissatisfied, "Just jump as usual, don't make so much, just be honest." ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala at Taibai Cinema is a major event in Brazil, and the Brazilian channel broadcasts it live every year, and it is also available on the Internet, how many viewers are inside and outside the venue!

The top five program images will also be sent to Datang TV, where they will have the opportunity to be selected for the Mid-Autumn Festival special that gathers parties from all over the world and will be broadcast nationwide on the weekend of that week. How many viewers do you have to have! Millions? That's a fraction!

For such a big thing, Zhao Dashun is unwilling to have any variables, both good and bad. Anyway, he has a good relationship with Director He, and if this show is cut, he will have the next show. Besides, what is needed is to be the first to the last, so that the director can find someone to punish him......

"Do you understand, scattered and scattered. Zhao Dashun waved his hand.

In this regard, although Guo Fei and the girls were disappointed, it was expected. Neve was anxious to speak.

Wang Ming's heart was a little aggrieved, and he refused to leave it at that, "Director Zhao, why don't we rehearse first and see ...... effect"

"Don't say it!" Zhao Dashun interrupted in a rough voice and glared at Wang Mingzhi reproachfully, "If I say no, I can't do it!"

You kid is trying to make trouble for me, aren't you? Say you're the deputy choreographer, you're still gasping, and you're going to stay!