Han Lan's body coordination is not bad, even better than many people, but due to his fighting habits, his dance is easily biased towards killing moves. It's like being able to cut vegetables with a Nepalese army knife, but it's not as easy as a kitchen knife.

Xiao Yuchen has the patience to help him correct one action after another, of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is for the sake of showing his good temper under the camera. After a class, she was tired enough, but she still had to keep smiling in front of the camera.

After dinner, it was already dark.

Han Lan returned to the practice room and turned on the light, but it was also empty.

At this point, the trainees are either applying masks for maintenance, or brushing their necks to interact with fans, and basically no one will come here after a tiring day.

Looking at the mirror in front of him, Xiao Yuchen's figure seemed to appear inside, he silently turned on his mobile phone to play music, and continued to correct one action after another with the figure in the mirror.

"Dance, not a ...... for killing"

"I'm an idol trainee now, not a mercenary......"

He has been trying to fit into this new world, this new life. Many people think that mercenaries are handsome and chic, but this is all based on the daily fear of licking blood from the tip of the knife. If you can live a stable and comfortable life, who wants to play with your life?

And now, God of thieves has given him this opportunity to start over.

He cherished the opportunity.

Another figure seemed to appear in the mirror, and Han Lan, who was once wearing desert camouflage and carrying a sniper rifle, stood aside and looked at him with a sneer.

"You're used to that adrenaline rush when you're trying to die, and this life is too dull for you."

"Can you handle it?"

"Mountain Wind, I am you, you are me, who are the two of us?"

Han Lan ignored him, stepping on the rhythm of the music tightly, remembering every movement.

"Admit it, the best job for you is to kill people, not to sing and dance here to make those stupid audiences happy. Think about how long it has been since you've been awake? More than two months! How much strength have you recovered in just over two months? ”

"Eighty percent! Hehehe, Mountain Breeze, this body seems to be more suitable for killing people than in our previous lives. Don't you think this is a thief hinting at you? He smiled and handed over the gun, "Touch your baby, don't you?" ”

Han Lan glanced at it, unwilling to stop dancing.

"Is it so ruthless? You've already killed nine hundred and ninety-nine people with it, and if you kill one more, you can make up a whole number, don't you think it's a pity? ”

"Whew-"

The fist wind is whistling!

Han Lan trembled and suppressed her internal strength, paused a little and didn't keep up with the rhythm, and danced half a beat slower.

"Think about the thrill of a bullet lifting the Heavenly Spirit Cover? Don't you miss it? ”

"Hey, Mountain Breeze, do you remember how we got to this place? Those group of American soldiers really can't afford to lose, but we can't call for artillery fire. ”

"Mountain Wind, are you willing? Can you swallow this breath? ”

"Whew-"

The fist wind is whistling again!

Han Lan's breathing became a little chaotic, trying to adjust her emotions, but the dance couldn't keep up at all, and there was a burst of chaos.

The door of the practice room was opened from the outside, Xiao Yuchen's figure disappeared in the mirror, and Han Lan's dance stopped. It's only been a long time since I've been practicing, and beads of sweat are already forming on my forehead.

"Yo, what about dancing?" Bai Yu walked in with a smile and walked straight through the phantom of Han Lan in camouflage uniform.

Han Lan silently turned off the music and ignored him.

"I just watched you dance outside, hehe, it's a mess."

"Mountain Wind, listen, this sissy is mocking you! Can you bear this? The phantom flashed to Han Lan's side at some point, and instigated: "Twist his neck, and then let's go back to North Africa." ”

Bai Yu obviously didn't know how dangerous his current situation was, and he still hugged his arms with a look of disgust: "I saw it when I showed my talents, you don't have any dancing foundation at all." And I heard that you tired Xiao Yuchen enough today? ”

"Hehe, you dare to come to the show after practicing for two and a half weeks, I advise you to quit and go back to practice for another two years. If you go on stage like this, you will only make jokes, and it will even affect others. ”

"Mountain Wind, kill him! Now there are just the two of you in the practice room, and you have at least three or four hours to escape after killing him, and with your strength, you can escape smoothly outside the country. ”

Han Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her fists clenched quietly.

Bai Yu didn't know it, and continued: "For the men's group, dance skills are more important than music skills, even if you sing well, you can't dance and you can't make your debut. Staying here is just a waste of your time and your mentor's energy, and I hope you can quit the competition as soon as possible. ”

"What are you waiting for? Kill him! ”

Han Lan was silent for a moment, her tightly knit brows suddenly relaxed, and she said lightly, "I don't need others to make choices for me. ”

"You!" Both White Feather and Phantom pointed at him angrily.

Han Lan shrugged her shoulders and turned to face the mirror, ready to jump again.

"I've never seen such a shameless person as you!"

"Thanks for the compliment, it's okay, you better go back and rest early."

"What do you care about me? The practice room is not owned by you! How? Can you just practice dancing here? Bai Yu snorted coldly, and then stood next to Han Lan and also faced the mirror.

Han Lan glanced at him, ignored him, and replayed the music.

The two danced to the music.

Bai Yu is worthy of Class A, his dance skills are obviously much better than Han Lan, and he is also the dance he just learned today, he has danced almost the same as Xiao Yuchen, and he can perform on stage!

"You're wave?" Bai Yu looked at Han Lan in the mirror and couldn't help but complain, "It's a little spicy." ”

“……”

"If you dance like this in class tomorrow, Xiao Yuchen will be mad at you."

“……”

"Move a little less!"

“……”

"Don't put your feet so hard! You're going to break the floor! ”

“……”

"It's a snap!"

“……”

"Oh my God, you'd better quit, right? Are you trying to me off? ”

“……”

"Twist your waist, don't move your ass! Are you sunset red? ”

“……”

"Follow my beat, one, two, three, four......"

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Next.

"One, two, three, four...... Han Lan, follow my beat, don't grab it! Xiao Yuchen still stood at the front and practiced dance with them.

Han Lan's performance in the mirror was obviously much better than yesterday, at least there would be no strong wind blowing behind her at every turn.

"Very good, it seems that I didn't teach you in vain yesterday Han Lan, and I danced much better today."

"Hehe, thank you, teacher."

At the same time, in the practice room of Class A, Bai Yu was taken out by Wu Tao alone because he dozed off in class, and performed a strict teacher training in front of the camera......