New Battlefield (2)
In the blink of an eye, it has entered the wax moon. Most of the bustling people on the streets are busy buying New Year's goods, and figures are shuttling back and forth between the shops, which is very lively.
The renovation of the empty walls has been completed, and the team members have gradually adapted to the narrow stage, small windows and low roofs. Mainly Qi Xuanying, including Lin Yinyin, who still lives in the courtyard, took out some money to paint the walls, buy a cabinet for trophies, lay the floor, and even the perfectionist Zheng Xianya also bought plain wallpaper as decoration. Jiang Zhilin was busy for five days, installing a bunch of lighting equipment brought from the original training room at an angle that would not affect the dancers' activities and fully display the lighting effects, and debugged them. Sheng Zihan helped to sort out all the instruments she brought, the original stereo was too old, so she paid for a new pair and connected it to her own electronic instrument. These hard-working and capable young people, at an astonishing speed, transformed a deserted small room into a warm and comfortable training room.
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"It's the New Year." Zheng Xianya took off her plush scarf, turned around and closed the door, and said.
"Yes, here it is, Sister Zheng." Deng Siling looked up from a stack of shoeboxes and said hello with a smile.
"Why?"
"Ah, I'll pack up these dancing shoes that I can't wear, and take away what I can take, and I won't take up space here."
Zheng Xianya pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and walked towards the small soundproof room. Sheng Zihan was sitting on a stool, playing a string of melodies on a piece of paper repeatedly, his slender fingers flying flexibly on the tablet, faster and faster, and the melody played out became more and more smooth and beautiful. Seeing Zheng Xianya enter the door, she nodded respectfully at Zheng Xianya, and her hand did not stop. Zheng Xianya tried her best to slow down, sat behind Sheng Zihan, and took a sip of water to moisten her throat. In the middle of the night, she stepped on the beat and sang to Sheng Zihan's melody.
“mi-mi-sol-la-mi-mi-sol-fa-mi-re-re-do-xi-la-mi——”
Sheng Zihan's movements became more and more flexible, and his two hands were really like two dancing pink butterflies. Zheng Xianya stopped reading the score, and sang softly according to the notes that clearly appeared in her mind.
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"Everyone, come here!"
Deng Siling waved a piece of paper in his hand at the crowd gathered.
"During this year's New Year, dance associations in various cities are still going to hold a New Year's party, which is an invitation to our dance company," she said, placing the piece of paper on the table, "Ask for everyone's opinions, can you?" ”
Everyone nodded in unison.
“…… Okay, then I'll fill out the form and send it in the afternoon. Deng Siling glanced back at the clock on the wall, turned it back and continued, "This year, we have changed a group of opponents, and the dance troupes in the south of the city are not dense, counting us only three."
"One of these two is 'Zero.9', which focuses on rock, and the other is 'Once a Dream', which is famous for its gathering of veterans. The two dance troupes are on par with our basic strength, but our reputation is greater. ”
Sheng Zihan applauded excitedly.
“…… However, this does not mean that we have a better chance of winning, the two dance troupes were founded earlier than us, but they don't often participate in competitions, so the name is very unpopular in the public's impression. There are really strong people in these two groups......" Deng Siling stopped, went to the cabinet in the corner and turned out a stack of papers, and showed them to everyone one by one.
"This 0.9 captain is called Wu Zhengnan. He was tap-dancing and turned out to be the vice president of the D-City Tap Dance Association. ”
“…… Isn't he ...... old? ”
“…… No, just twenty-six. ”
"Ah, it turned out to be a young and promising beautiful man!!"
"......" Jiang Zhilin turned his head to look at Sheng Zihan speechlessly, "...... Oh, woman. ”
“…… This, Zhou Wufear, who is 0.9, is from the same school as Wang Yueqi, and won the first place in the single dance national competition two years ago. ”
Zhao Yanwu took over the conversation: "I just got the fourth." ”
Jiang Zhilin, Sheng Zihan and Qi Fangfei all said "wow". "He's pretty good."
The warm winter sun penetrated through the small window, and Deng Siling carefully and patiently introduced the fierce opponents to everyone one by one.
In the air, tension and excitement creep silently......