At the House of the Beast, Martin changed into a dance costume, stretched his body, and came to the backstage exit surrounded by the boy group.

Hart was particularly excited: "Daddy Martin, we finally waited for you to take the stage, it's not easy. He came to the front of the circular stage as if to face an audience: "The king is about to ascend his throne!" Martin strode forward, standing on the ring stage for the first time, ignoring the sand sculptures of Hart and Carrington, and turned his head to look at the side of the stage: "Annie? "The middle-aged woman named Annie is a professional choreographer from the Savannah School of the Arts who works with the House of the Beast, and this time she was hired by the crew to serve as a choreographer.

She asked, "Have you ever danced?" Martin said: "When I was younger, I practiced disco and hip-hop and played by myself. "Floating performances, needless to say, how chaotic it is, dancing is a weapon for picking up girls.

Anne asks people to turn on the music: "I look at your rhythm and flexibility. "Martin stepped to the beat of the music and danced a short disco that he had practiced in his previous life.

"The rhythm is outstanding." Anne went on stage: "The body is relatively stiff...... Martin said: "I used to jump blindly, without professional guidance. Anne circled around him: "Your physical condition is very good, if I give me two months, I can train you, but the preparation time is too short." She had an in-depth conversation with director Benjamin: "I designed three dances specifically for you. Martin nodded: "I've warmed up, let's get started." "The people in the surrounding boy groups all retreated into the backstage and didn't know what to do.

Annie is a very thoughtful choreographer: "The essence of the first section, called the zombie machine gun dance, is that when the dance music rushes to the peak, it fires quickly like a machine gun. She pinched her waist with both hands, twisted her waist and swung her hips, and shook her crotch violently.

Martin understood the key to this dance at a glance, machine gun fire! American-style B-grade films, everyone who understands it.

Anne gestured to the assistant to adjust the music and said to Martin, "Now do it with me." As the music played, Anne stood in front of Martin and said, "Swing your arms, turn your head sideways, point forward with your left foot, put your right foot on the ground, swing, pounce...... Well, do it again! Martin did exactly what Anne asked him to do.

Once again, the dance was about to come to a high level, and Anne shouted, "Bow your body, protrude your hips, twist your waist and swing your hips, and sprint as fast as you can and with the most violent rhythm!" Martin leaned back, his body arched back, as if facing Kelly and Louise alone, and swayed violently at super fast speed and rhythm!

"Very good!" Anne looked at the exaggerated swing amplitude and rhythm: "Hold on, like machine gun fire!" When the dance was over, Martin stopped, because he had done too much practice and practice in his daily life, and there was no soaking up in such a large and fast-paced activity.

Anne shouted encouragement: "You're a genius, Martin!" I basically grasped the most essential part of this dance. Martin is very dedicated, it is a special training, and it will definitely be used in the future: "Annie, let's do it again." Anne nodded: "Music!" "This is not a song and dance film, the dance moves designed by Anne are relatively simple, the finished film must be R-rated, and the dance part is naturally based on showing the charm of hormones.

Accompanied by the mastery part of the dance music, Martin once again sprinted and swayed at a fast pace, like an Avenger cannon that could never shoot out of bullets.

After jumping a few times, during the break, Anne whispered, "Your girlfriend must be very happy." Bruce suddenly appeared from behind: "You don't know? His girlfriend is Earth. Martin held out a middle finger straight back, but the finger was gently flicked away, and when he looked back, it turned out to be pointed at Robert's head.

Robert withdrew his hand, opened a can of Coke, and handed it to Martin, "Thank you." Martin pointed to the table next to him, "You put it down first." Robert was too tired to explain, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

Martin introduces Anne to Robert and says he is going to play the role of the club owner. Anne said, "You have a dance, I'll show you the prototype later." Robert pointed to himself and asked, "Am I going to jump too?" I'm going to scare the audience. Anne asked her assistant to bring her laptop and played an mV video of one of the girls dancing.

"This is a song in French that just came out this spring." She briefly introduced: "This dance is very charming and spiritual. Martin carefully distinguished, vaguely remembering: "This singer seems to be France's Ellie." Anne nodded: "Yes, that's her!" She looked at Robert: "It's a perfect dance, you perform it on stage, and the effect explodes." Robert wiped the sweat oozing from his head: "How is it possible! "Benjamin says it's a comedy, and it's contrast that makes comedy," Anne said. ”

"How did it fit me?" Robert couldn't have imagined. Martin pointed to the screen, then to him, and said in Robert's words: "She has a big forehead, and you have a big forehead, perfect match!" Robert thought of the hard-won line role and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll go!" Martin looked at the time and asked Anne, "Shall we continue?" Anne gave the laptop to Robert: "Look at it a few more times." The dance music sounded again, and Martin continued to practice his machine gun dance.

Bruce stood next to Robert, his hands in his pockets, and when he saw the mastery of the dance, he suddenly said, "I believe now that this stinky shit has taken over the producer with hard power." Robert wondered: "What hard power?" Bruce said: "You still don't know how to do it, it's easy to feel inferior." In the afternoon, the first zombie machine gun dance came to an end, and Anne taught Robert some dismantling moves to increase body flexibility, and then took Martin to familiarize himself with the second dance.

"It's a group dance." Anne described it vividly: "It's called the Demon Flurry." Martin said, "It doesn't sound right to me. Anne, as an artist, is serious: "Just look at it. She shouted at the entrance of the backstage: "Beauties, come out!" ”

"Daddy!" An almost uniform voice sounded, and eighteen people were tall and stockinged

The "beauty" ran onto the stage, scattered in a circle, surrounded Martin and Anne, and rushed over in a slippery kneeling position, led by two blonde beauties.

At first glance, a hundred flowers are blooming! Looking closely, Martin was stunned as the stinking shit wore long wigs, gowns, stockings, and fluffy tails.

A few of them didn't have any beards! Like a flower. Anne explained: "Today was just practice. Martin couldn't deny it: "It's a group of demons." "I can only say that this is really a large-scale zombie comedy.