Chapter 64: Wang Qi's careful thoughts
After watching it several times, the three decided to draw a scoop according to the gourd and follow the video for a while.
Wang Qi leaned his phone against the wall, adjusted the time forward for ten seconds, and immediately canceled the pause after making a gesture, and stepped back between Ai Xue and Peng Jingquan.
The three of them stared intently at the screen at this moment, and the movements in their hands were already in a posture, and when the time on the mobile phone came to one minute and forty-two seconds, the three of them immediately followed the video.
Dance pays attention to the heart and hands. It makes sense to say that dance skills, body flexibility and musicality are all right, but the core is just five words:
Without it, only Shuer!
watched the video a few times, and the movements were clearly visible, and the head was also clear. But if you want to say that you don't have a sensitive muscle memory for dance, you really don't have it.
Wang Qi is okay, he was born with a little talent for dancing, although he can't dance, but he looks cool.
But Ai Xue and Peng Jingquan can only be described as miserable.
Ai Xuexue sighed and said: "Lao Wang, this action looks very easy, but it is really awkward to do, and I watched the people in the video dancing very emotionally, but they are tall and strong, which is like a group of thin monkeys." ”
Wang Qi comforted: "It's okay, I think I just touched a little doorway, the three of us don't have a long time, three or four minutes of dancing, let's take the time to pile it up, one minute a day, four days can definitely remember all the movements, and then we will solve the problem." ”
Half an hour later, when the computer class was about to end, Bai Luoluo walked over.
"How's it going, what moves have you learned?"
As if he felt that it was inappropriate to say this, Bai Luoluo continued: "Are there any actions that you can't do, tell me." I'm here to help you. ”
Among the three, Wang Qi is still repeating the opening actions, and with his unremitting efforts, the movements are almost perfect.
Ai Xue and Peng Jingquan sat with their backs against the wall and panted.
Hearing Bai Luoluo's words, Ai Xuexue complained: "It's not that I don't want to be serious, it's really that I don't have that talent, and even how awkward it is to do a move at the beginning." ”
Bai Luoluo thought for a while and encouraged: "The main thing is that you don't have a little foundation, but it's okay, I think you are very good at basketball, this thing is similar to playing basketball, don't you start learning from racketing, come on and take your time." ”
"There is another problem, that is, our physique feels too thin, and the height is also on the short side, and the strength of the jump is not comparable to the one in the video."
"It's not very tall in the video, it's just a shooting angle, it's about one meter seven or eight nine, as for the physique, it doesn't matter, you can rest assured to jump boldly, just pick up the beam and hand it over to our girls."
Ai Xuexue's face was full of disbelief, "You just talk nonsense, and shoot angles." Have you forgotten that I am a good learner of mathematics, and the proportions are definitely more than one meter seven or eight nine. ”
Bai Luoluo stopped talking, and finally spoke: "Okay, in fact, they are all over 1.85 meters." ”
The conversation ended without a hitch, and the bell rang to mark the end of the first rehearsal.
In the evening, in the dormitory.
Peng Jing stood on the balcony with his mobile phone on the phone, he seemed to be in a bad mood, and his tone was impatient.
"I know, I know. Don't say it again, it's okay or not, that's it, I'm hanging. ”
After entering the house, Ai Xuexue joked: "What's the matter, Brother Peng, the passion time has passed, and now it's time to look at each other and cry, no, as a Chongqing man, I guess it should be Brother Peng, you cry silently." ”
Chongqing, which has always produced men who are afraid of their wives, is afraid of it, but it is more respect.
Peng Jing stepped on his slippers and stared in all directions, "Kaisazi Huang Yan, which one am I, how can I embarrass a man in Chongqing." ”
On the bed, Shi Lei, who was reclining, spoke: "Brother Peng, don't talk big, and I don't know which one was talking on the phone in the dormitory a few days ago. ”
"I testify to this, it's not us single dogs anyway."
Diao Cong smiled and continued: "I also saw which person ate the meal that someone else worked hard to cook for him yesterday, and the happy look on his face, look at today, tsk." ”
Peng Jing took out a cigarette, smelled it and put it back again, now the life teacher has not checked the bed, and he can't act rashly.
Diao Cong said that yesterday, after coming to school on Sunday, Peng Jing did not go out to eat after training in the evening, but ran back to the dormitory to show off his love bento.
The love bento is the head of the fourth class of liberal arts, that is, Peng Jing's object spent an afternoon making dinner for him, how it tastes Ai Xue and others don't know, because Peng Jing doesn't give it, but the appearance is really good.
"Hey."
Peng Jing said in a slightly regretful tone: "So this is the reason why your emotional intelligence is not high, boyfriend and girlfriend must be more noisy in order to maintain the relationship for a long time." Otherwise, it will be sweet and sweet, and it will be greasy. ”
Wang Qi teased: "How do I feel that Brother Peng can't eat grapes and says that grapes are sour." ”
Ai Xuexue expressed his understanding, "After all, Brother Peng's object is not an ordinary handle, and Brother Peng can't hold it." ”
Peng Jing was stunned, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I can't say anything about the five of you alone, whatever you say." ”
Zhang Wei was not happy and said, "Brother Peng, I didn't want to talk about you with them, but since you said so, then don't blame me for being a killer." ”
The relationship between the dormitories has always been wonderful, and each resident student has his own way of dealing with it, although Ai Xuexue does not have a childhood sweetheart's playmate, but he has a certain talent in dealing with these interpersonal relationships.
In this regard, his sister Ai Xiaomei is very difficult.
The three years of junior high school are almost over, Ai Xiaomei's dormitory life seems to have a bottleneck, there is no bosom friend, and the friendship of the girls seems to be really divided into two kinds, one is the face and the other is the heart.
Of course, boys will also have their own contradictions, but in comparison, Ai Xuexue is very lucky, or the six of them are very lucky, in collective life, the same temperament is not so important, what is needed most is a little bit of tolerance.
In the end, the topic sank into the sea with the life teacher's rounds.
Peng Jing was stuck on the balcony alone, smoking a cigarette alone, enjoying the loneliness of being alone.
On the bed, Ai Xue was pondering what to do next, and after thinking about it, there was really no quick way for him to master some of the techniques of this skill.
"Lao Wang, what is your motivation for signing up for the performance?" The more Ai Xue thought about it, the more suspicious he became, wasn't Wang Qi talking about sweet love, why did he suddenly have the idea to dance.
After Wang Qi replied to the message, he said in a low voice: "I plan to surprise her after her final exam, in addition to watching a movie, I will record a clip of me dancing, how about it, is this idea cool?" ”
At this point, the mystery was solved, and Ai Xuesheng had nothing to love, so he turned over and fell asleep.