"Very good, that's all, listen to my slogan, one Dada, two Dada, good, keep it!" In the spacious and bright practice room, a dance teacher wearing a loose practice uniform with clothes around his waist looked at Bi Xia, who was sweating profusely and practicing dance, and kept encouraging, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

"Okay, now connect it and do it again, can you?" The dance teacher pressed the shutter of the tape recorder and said to Bi Xia.

“OK！” Bi Xia was panting and sweating, and the white T-shirt on his face, neck, and chest was all wet, but he still nodded.

"One, two, three preparations" As the dance teacher's voice fell, there was a burst of music on the tape recorder, and there were no lyrics, it was a very fast-paced piece of music.

As the music played, Bi Xia's body slowly moved, he was like a robot, his hands, shoulders, and body, like waves, and like electric currents, the whole person began to get up, like a robot that had stiffened, and started more and more smoothly.

As the music changes, so does his movements, most importantly his steps, his body is retreating, but it looks like he is standing still!

This is?!

Space Step?!

Bi Xia was so engrossed in his movements that he didn't even know when the door to the practice room would be opened. Bi Xia doesn't have any dancing foundation, he sings well, and he looks very steady on stage, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Bi Xia's typhoon is not outstanding among the singers.

Bixia doesn't like to participate in various evenings or shows very much, he prefers to be a pure musician than a singer on the stage. He likes to sing quietly, so he doesn't exercise much, and the typhoon is certainly not brilliant enough.

This is a fatal problem for him who is about to have a concert. And he is not like other artists, Bi Xia is very close to fans, he never thinks he is superior, which may have something to do with the fact that he is still an online author. This profession has brought him closer to his fans.

Therefore, he wants to give the fans a perfect performance, and the homework that was previously missed will now have to be made up. The concert couldn't be as simple as him singing on stage alone for one night, and the audience listened to it stupidly.

To grasp the atmosphere, to interact with the audience, to give the audience new surprises, only in this way will everyone be excited, the atmosphere will be hot.

And Bi Xia's concert, the trick offered is dance. This is his gift to his fans.

It has been several days since the rehearsal, and Bi Xia may really have talent and willingness to work hard, and this dance has been able to be performed in its entirety, although it is not exciting enough, and it can already satisfy the dance teacher.

Ah KEN, is Bi Xia's dance teacher, a well-known choreographer and choreographer in the circle, and he has taught many big-name artists. Showbiz or music. Bi Xia is the artist with the best physical fitness and the most willing to work hard. Maybe it's because of this spirit in him that he can achieve this. Ah Ken looked at Bi Xia, who was working hard, and thought to himself.

Sweat continued to run down Bixia's forehead and down his chin. SOME WET THE PLACKET ON HIS CHEST ALONG HIS NECK SOME DRIPPED ON THE FLOOR AH KEN NOTICED THAT THE LITTLE GIRL AT THE DOOR LOOKED AT BI XIA WITH EYES FULL OF DISTRESS AND LOOKED AT HIM. This beautiful girl who looks like a cartoon has almost sparkling eyes. It's like accusing him of abusing Bi Xia.

As the music ended, he turned off the tape recorder and handed Bixia a towel. said: "Take a break, someone has come to see you." ”

Bi Xia took the towel, wiped it on his face and neck, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ken." When he turned around, he found that Bi Chang, the little elf, was standing at the door, looking distressed.

"Chang'er, why are you here?" Bi Xia exclaimed in surprise. Hurriedly greeted him.

"I'll come and see my brother." Bi Chang took out a bottle of Red Bull from his bag, approached Bi Xia, took the towel in his hand, and carefully wiped the sweat on his body.

"You talk first, I'll go for a walk." When he heard the girl call Bi Xia's brother, he remembered that Bi Xia had a younger sister, known as the "goddess of the whole people", who was a cartoonist. He consciously gave the practice room to the two siblings.

"I'm covered in sweat, and you're not dirty." Bixia opened the drink and gulped him down.

Bi Chang proudly tilted his neck and said, "It's not good, it's very manly!" "Since Bi Chang's comic studio moved together, Bi Chang has often come to Bi Xia, and this girl always likes to stick to Bi Xia's side.

At the same time, it also caused Bi Chang's popularity in Tianen Studio to be even more prosperous than Bi Xia. Bi Chang is very polite, beautiful, and has a sweet mouth, and everyone in the building is smiling, and the people in the whole building simply regard Bi Chang as a baby, and they are reluctant to speak loudly, which makes Bi Xia cry and laugh.

"You little girl, you know what masculinity is!" Bi Xia stretched out his hand and flicked it on Bi Chang's forehead.

"Oops!" Bi Chang was successfully attacked by Bi Xia, she was so angry that she puffed out her cheeks, her eyes glared at Bi Xia, she rubbed her forehead, and said angrily: "People are not small, they are all in their twenties, and they should graduate next year." ”

When Bi Xia heard this, his expression was a little trance-like, it turned out that time passed so fast, and Bi Chang was about to graduate in the blink of an eye! He rubbed Bi Chang's hair and said gently: "Yes, Chang'er has grown up and can get married, do you have a partner?" ”

was originally a very ordinary question, but suddenly the atmosphere became awkward, and before Bi Xia could react, Bi Chang put the towel in his hand and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!" Then he turned around and walked away.

What's going on? Bi Xia was stunned, confused. He was still not at ease and chased him out, but he didn't see Bi Chang, and after thinking about it, Bi Chang couldn't lose it in the company building, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Hu Yu, asking her to help find Bi Chang, and then follow her and take care of her.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I returned home after practicing dance, my mother had already gone to bed, Bi Chang locked herself in the room, and Bi Xia saw that the light in her room was on. Bi Chang's sudden awkwardness today made Bi Xia a little bored, he didn't know why, look at the time, it's late, let's talk to her tomorrow, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, he missed Zhang Jing a little, recently he and Zhang Jing have met almost every day, either in Huayi or his studio, or going out for a supper together at night or something, and the relationship warmed up quickly. He made a call to Zhang Jing. After waiting for a while, the phone was connected.

"Why are you calling me so late?" Before Bi Xia could speak, Zhang Jing had already spoken.

"I miss you!" Hearing Zhang Jing's voice, the fatigue of the day seemed to be gone, he said.

"Roger. Full of the taste of longing. Zhang Jing seems to have wanted to open it recently, and she is becoming more and more irresistive to the love words between the two, and occasionally ridicules Bi Xia.

"Hey, video, I'll watch you." Bi Xia said.

"Okay, then hang up, let's start the video." After a short while, Bixia received a video request, and he wrapped himself in a wide chair and looked at the computer on the table.

What appeared on the computer screen was a face without makeup but extremely delicate, and after just taking a shower, the flush on the face was there, which was particularly attractive. Zhang Jing in front of the camera was only wrapped in a bath towel, her hair was still wet, not combed, and hung messily on one side, which had a different kind of beauty.

Maybe it was seeing Bi Xia in the video, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he saw her raise one leg and tease the bath towel at night, this amazing whiteness made Bi Xia suddenly feel dry mouth.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "Is this tempting me?" ”

Zhang Jing grinned, saw Bi Xia's embarrassment, and then put down her legs again, she looked at Bi Xia carefully, Bi Xia had not yet taken a bath, and she was still wearing a T-shirt during practice, a large part of her chest was still wet, and her face was tired, but she was diluted a lot by the flying figure and the joy in her eyes.

"The rehearsal is very tiring, I didn't go over to see you today, you have to pay attention to rest, don't work as hard as a few days ago, anyway, the specific time of the concert has not been agreed yet, it's a big deal that we will postpone it for a few days."

"How's that going to work?" Bi Xia took the veto of this proposal and said: "Originally, we arranged for Jackson to die on the day he died, and I also made a song to pay tribute to him, and besides, we have contacted the National Stadium, and only the contract is signed. ”

After speaking, he saw that Zhang Jing still looked like he hadn't heard it, and said with a smile: "Sister Jing, it's really nothing, when I was a soldier, I was much more tired than this, and I was actually very happy to have such a lot of exercise every day." ”

"Okay." Hearing him say this, Zhang Jing said: "But don't work too hard, anyway, dance or something, you can't dance what everyone knows, and no one will say anything about you if you don't dance well." ”

Bi Xia looked unconvinced, and said: "Hmph, look down on me, you wait, I will surprise you in a few days." ”

Seeing Bi Xia's childlike appearance, Zhang Jing laughed so much that her stomach hurt, bending over to hold her belly, this bending, the pile of amazing white rabbits on her chest almost jumped out, giving people an amazing charm.

Bi Xia's body heated slightly, licked his lips, picked up a glass of water, and drank it clean in one go.

"Did it look good just now?" Zhang Jing straightened up, just in time to see Bi Xia's wide-eyed appearance drinking water, and said generously, and even teased Bi Xia as the main guest.

"I didn't see anything, I just poured water." Bi Xia flatly denied it.

"Look at you, your eyes are straight!" Zhang Jingjiao smiled and debunked Bi Xia. She continued: "Take a shower, it's a little cold, and it's not good to have a cold." ”

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed early, don't work too late." Bi Xia commanded.

"Well, I know, you too, don't write a novel too late." Zhang Jing waved her hand to Bi Xia and admonished. (To be continued......)

PS: It's late to come back, let's start a chapter today, and write more tomorrow!