"Does it have to be like this?" Instead of questioning Gray at the all-hands meeting, Konstantin chose to post-meeting.

Although there has always been a feeling of antagonism and rejection towards Gray Fantacia in his heart, Konstantin has not let his emotions get carried away. In the face of this person, he is still able to make rational judgments.

Whether you want it or not, this person is one of the pillars of the team, and only by letting teammates fully trust this person, even to the point of superstition, can you give full play to the value of this person.

Therefore, it is not possible to question any judgment of this person in the presence of everyone.

Konstantin was somewhat surprised to find that he was disgusted by this person, but for his judgment, questioning and questioning, deep down he did not seem to have the intention of overturning.

Could it be that subconsciously, he actually trusts him?

This thought made Konstantin very uncomfortable, and his expression unconsciously froze.

"It has to be like this." Gray Fantasia's answer was very indifferent, "Otherwise, you will be the biggest stumbling block in the team." Or did you voluntarily quit the show and be a spectator on the sidelines? ”

Konstantin snorted, because that assumption was impossible, and that would be a shame for him.

"I've always specialized in ballet." Konstantin said.

Gray Fantacia's plan was for him to give up ballet and choose between folk and modern dance.

There are three people in the team who are in the ballet direction, in addition to Konstantin, there are Shaida and Eviana. The two men were also asked to give up ballet, but this was not a threat to the two of them.

For Shaida, folk dance is more familiar than ballet, and Layla Aviana also has a good foundation in modern dance, and has even tried to integrate the characteristics of modern dance into the dance code of ballet.

Only Constantine, who was born in a ballet family, devoted all his time and energy to the refinement of ballet.

Gray looked at him and sneered as well.

"Perhaps, this is the organizing committee telling you that it is not okay to go on a road that gets narrower and narrower."

Konstantin was silent. This question, when I accepted Fantasia's help to overcome the bottleneck I encountered, I had already vaguely begun to think about it.

It is not a wrong direction to only be accurate and strive to be the best. However, if we don't broaden our horizons and enhance our experience, we won't be able to further understand the possibilities of the human body, and when we encounter the next bottleneck, we won't necessarily be able to break through so lucky.

Although he is unwilling, Gray Fantasia is stronger than himself in this regard.

He must have been so curious and hungry that he had soaked up the nourishment of other dances, and Konstantin could even imagine his expression at that time. Gilgamesh is also a ballet specialist, but at such a young age, his movements already have a soul of their own on top of standardization.

If he hadn't dabbled extensively in the beginning, Gray Fantasia would not have been able to have such a powerful creative ability, because his current body has lost the possibility of a perfect experience.

"I'll try." Konstantin said with a stubborn expression.

"Don't just try, even if you try your best, you won't always succeed. Your expressions that are too sunny and snowy, our 'God' probably won't buy it. There was even a rare hint of schadenfreude in Gray's tone.

Konstantin also understood that ballet really did not have an advantage in this competition, which was thought of after knowing the rules of the competition. This round is different from the previous one, the other party is not a bird, but a person, and it is a human being, and they have rich feelings, so only things full of emotions can move them.

And the people of the rare primitive tribes, perhaps they like to express themselves more naturally, more simply, and more passionately, all of which are exactly the opposite of the delicacy, restraint, and focus on technique of ballet.

But if it weren't for ballet, Konstantin found that he had suddenly lost all his weapons.

But how can you bow your head in front of that person and be seen as a joke by him?

Principal Holden, who came to the West Country as the head of the regiment, was relieved to find that with his Gray Boy, it seemed that there were fewer things to worry about all of a sudden.

Gray boy thought of everything he could think of, except for the meticulous part, the creative part exceeded expectations. Holden watched with amusement as the young boy unleashed his talents.

This boy can even effortlessly trap another arrogant young genius in the practice room without sleep, practicing day and night like a novice.

"Gray boy," Holden said with a smile as he patted Gray on the shoulder as he watched Constantine practice, "and every dancer probably has one in his heart who wants his approval the most." Is there such a person in Gray Boy's heart? ”

Gray thought for a moment, didn't say yes, didn't say no, just said, "I'm not a dancer anymore." ”

Holden looked at him and didn't ask any further.

But looking at his eyes, the deep pupils seemed to be stained with the marks of time, as if they had been pulled to a long time ago. So Holden guessed that the person should be his mother, Marlena Fantasia, who had died a long, long time ago.

It was an old man that even Holden himself remembered with an almost reverent feeling, so he did not continue to focus on Gray, but turned to Constantine.

"Perhaps, the person in Sakalov's heart is Gray boy." Holden said cheerfully.

Gray was stunned for a moment, looking at the impossibly flexible and graceful silhouette in the practice room from afar, and suddenly smiled almost imperceptibly.

"Recognition, I should have to recognize. However, I will never be surpassed by him, that is something that cannot be allowed. ”

Holden looked at Gray and couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw an almost childish expression on his face that he had never seen before.

"You," said the old man in a somewhat pitiful tone, "you can't fight like this anymore." There is a saying in Ida Imp's hometown, which is called staying in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood. If you were a candle, wouldn't it burn a little shallower and burn longer? ”

Gray smiled and didn't speak.

Contrary to Konstantin, this time, Shaida's competitive preparations went exceptionally well.

After listening to the explanation of the coaching team, I quickly mastered the new dance code provided by Gray. It should be said that this scene is beyond the scope of preparation during training for her, but the new dance code is very suitable for her folk dance, and the practice is smooth and even quite enjoyable.

However, Konstantin unexpectedly became elusive, and for two days after the first round, Shaida barely saw him.

When I saw him again, it was already about to leave the Higgins Mountains, in an unexpected place, in a very unexpected gesture.