Choi Goo-soo's words completely stimulated the eight members of the 2pm team, and with the enthusiasm in their hearts, they resolutely decided to add acrobatic elements to the MV, and Park Jin-young even approved this decision, and said, "If you are not different, you are destined not to form your own style." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Every day, they watch some hip-hop videos, and they can only express their amazement and incredibleness for some of the difficult movements in it.

Jun Hao looked at it and said, "It's so difficult, can we practice with a body like ours?"

"Absolutely, I've always dreamed of having these dance skills, like I didn't know how to sing or even speak Korean, but I made my debut by studying, and I can do anything I want to do. "As the oldest captain in the team, Jae Beom, he can always drive the atmosphere of the whole team at critical moments.

In Park Jin-young's office

Choi Goo-shu was talking to President Park: "Do you really have to decide to do this? He didn't know the eight big boys well, but he was still very touched by their spirit of not admitting defeat.

"That's right, like they said themselves, if this style can be formed, then I also believe that this group can become another group of JYP after God. Park Jin-young said it firmly and unequivocally.

"Since you have already decided so, it can only be so," Cui Guxiu couldn't help but turn around and add a sentence when he left: "President, in this combination, many of the team members are very talented, and I personally think that the combination may not be able to give full play to their abilities." ”

"They're all strong, but there's not long enough to go to prove themselves. Park Jin-young propped his hands on the desk with a solemn expression.

Cui Guxiu walked out of the office, and his heart was not easy, they had to learn difficult dance moves, with their height and weight, they were easily injured, once a serious injury could not be healed, their stage career was about to end.

Coming to the practice room, Cui Guxiu looked at the eight people who were imitating the dance moves, and said, "The president has approved it, you still have a teacher this afternoon, and you will have to suffer next." ”

Hearing that they could learn a new dance, several people were naturally very excited, and their faces showed joy that could not be concealed.

"You don't have many days left to record your new MV, and if you want to add a different thrill to it as soon as possible, you have to practice, although the time may not be enough, but you must make good use of all the time to invest. ”

"Understood. All the team members responded in unison.

In the afternoon, in their practice room, Choi Goo-seo led in a small young man, dressed in hip-hop, who stood up to make people feel like he would be a dancer for a moment.

Sure enough, his self-introduction confirmed the conjecture for the eight people: "My name is Lan, JYP hired me, I am a hip-hop dancer, responsible for teaching you some difficult dance moves, please give me a lot of advice." ”

Zai Fan looked excited, but Liang Cheng felt bad, he was still learning the dance moves of his companions, and now he had to learn more difficult dances, and he was under a lot of pressure in an instant, and he was the lead singer of the team, so he had to take care of both sides.

But these are his own choices, in order to realize his dream, God has given him such a huge opportunity, he must use all his strength to support it.

"So, let's get started, let's not talk nonsense about anything else, and if you want to talk about it, you have to wait until the moment when your new music video gets good results. "Hip-hop teacher Lan is very coincidentally very similar to Cui Guxiu, stern and straightforward.

The center of the practice room has been covered with a thick mat, and their teacher Lan came to demonstrate first, the volley flip two circles, so that Yourong, who has always been very good at dancing, was dumbfounded, "I'll go, can we do this move?"

"You don't have to include this in your dance, but you still need to practice it for future performances, so let's practice some basic movements first. ”

Handstands, flips, a few rounds of action, a few fell several times without accident, and the eight people with long hands and feet fell without good fruit.

In the midst of the pain, they all had to start wondering if they were really as Cui Guxiu said, it was impossible to learn.

After Jun-ho finally completed a set of actions, everyone saw hope and gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Today's training, that is, only one of you has completed it, and you have done it so reluctantly, go back and think about it. As soon as Teacher Lan left, Cui Guxiu came in, and when he saw several people rubbing their arms and legs, he was slightly stunned, it seemed that he had been treated very badly.

"Okay, after a half-hour break, let's continue with yesterday's line dance. Cui Guxiu sat on the stool cruelly under the sad gaze of the team members, waiting for the rest to end.

It was the night of practice again, and Cui Guxiu announced that they could go back to the dormitory to rest, but fortunately, the dormitory was not far from the company, and they answered the dormitory with their sore bodies, and they once again experienced the days when they wanted to sleep.

Liang Cheng's phone rang at this time, he was surprised, who could it be so late?

I looked at my phone in a daze, and found that it was the number at home, and I couldn't help but feel sleepy, and I haven't been home for two months recently, is something going on?

With apprehension, Liang Cheng picked up the phone, and the voice of his mother Lin Qing was on the other end, but he looked very tired, Liang Cheng chuckled in his heart, did he really get something?

"Xiao Cheng?"

"Mom, why are you calling me so late?" Liang Cheng felt that something must have happened, or his mother, who had always understood him, would not call him late at night to disturb his rest.

"Mom, I didn't want to disturb your practice, but ......" said and suddenly sobbed: "Xiao Cheng, can you go home tomorrow......? Hospitalized. ”

"What? what's going on? When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Liang Cheng jumped up from the bed and asked his mother Lin Qing a lot of questions while getting dressed.

The other people in the dormitory heard the sound and rushed over, even Junxiu, who went to sleep on the sofa in the living room with Youyoung tonight.

"What's going on?" everyone asked with concern as they looked at Liang Cheng's anxious look.

"Something happened at home. Liang Cheng hurriedly got dressed and ran out of the dormitory, not caring about the roommates in the dormitory who were still worried, he was so unfilial, he didn't make a phone call to go home for the sake of rehearsal, and he didn't even know that something had happened at home.

On the way home by taxi, he finally asked clearly, three days ago Liang Xiangyou secretly drank when his wife was not at home, but he didn't expect to slide down the stairs and injured his ribs, and now his condition has stabilized, but this hospitalization has made Liang Xiangyou's work very dangerous, and it was a little dangerous for the old employees in the company to take up their jobs, and now he is injured and is likely to be dismissed.

Lin Qing is a typical housewife, she doesn't know anything, and she has no way out.

Although Liang Xiangyou tried her best to tell Lin Qing about this incident, she couldn't help but secretly call her son in the hospital corridor, wanting Liang Cheng to think of a way together, his father's salary is the only source of livelihood for this not wealthy family.

Yang Seung quickly rushed to Seoul Central Hospital and found his father, Yang Sang-woo, in his hospital room.

Seeing his son who came back overnight with obvious tiredness on his face, Liang Xiangyou, who was lying on the hospital bed, seemed to understand something, and looked at his wife with some blame.

"Tell him what to do? Xiao Cheng's training is at the cross, we can't disturb him. Liang Xiangyou was very dissatisfied in his tone.

"Is it just for the sake of practice, can I be qualified to not know if my father is injured?" Liang Cheng said dissatisfiedly as he put the bag he had temporarily carried out on the table.

All of a sudden, his parents were silent, and after a long time, Liang Xiangyou, who had always played a round at home, said, "Xiao Cheng, last time you said that you were about to release a new MV, and I didn't want to disturb you." ”

"Then you can hide it from me?"

"Your dad and I are well? This little injury will heal soon, don't worry. ”

"What about Dad's job?" Liang Cheng looked at his father's sallow cheeks due to the operation, and felt very uncomfortable.

"Your dad and I are old employees there, it's okay, don't listen to your mom's nonsense, make a fuss. ”

Liang Cheng spent the night in the hospital, obviously very tired, but he still thought about a lot of things, he was born ordinary, if he wants to become extraordinary, he has to rely on hard work, over the years, his parents have always supported his dreams, never complained and blocked, he really wanted to repay them with his success.

But will he be looking forward to success in the upcoming recording?

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