Han Lan was finally invited to the "repentance chair".

The narrow space, the lonely chair, and the fill light shining on the face from the front are very much like sitting in the torture room before.

Of course, the conditions are much better.

Han Lan instinctively showed a natural smile, which was more natural and real than ever before, making it difficult for people to doubt every word he said.

"Han Lan, why did you suddenly change your outfit?"

The false information Han Lan concocted in his mind was interrupted, and he came back to his senses. This was not a torture room, this was a personal interview interspersed between the recorded programs. There were no enemies.

Looking at the director's extremely sincere eyes, Han Lan said frankly: "My agent called me during lunch break and said that my stage debut performance was too shocking and asked me to restrain myself."

"She hoped that I could become more well-behaved and cute... so I asked He Jun for help. He gave me a lot of useful suggestions, and then... that's it."

The staff laughed unkindly.

Han Lan sighed, knowing that her personality had collapsed, and she felt a little tired: "I know that I may be different from other trainees. They are very standard children from other people's families. I also want to be as popular as them.

I don’t want to disappoint my agent, let my fans...oh, I shouldn’t have any fans.”

"Tsk... How should I put it? I now find that even if I put on the same clothes as them, the same hairstyle, the same makeup, even if my words and deeds are trying to get closer to them, there are some things that are engraved in my bones.

It can’t be changed…”

He took off the wig on his head and laughed at himself: "Watch the monkey and wear the crown."

"Sorry, I made a lot of jokes."

…

After returning to the practice room, Han Lan seemed to be much normal. Maybe it was because of a broken pot. Since the performance was not good, she simply stopped acting.

After a while, dance instructor Xiao Yuchen came.

Xiao Yuchen changed into maroon sportswear, which did not reveal her long legs, but her figure and appearance were still eye-catching.

"Hello teacher!"

The training room erupted with applause and cheers that were several times louder than when Qin Shaorong came before. I don't know what he will think after seeing this scene after the show is broadcast.

"Hello everyone, Brother Rong has told you about the performance next week, right?"

"I told you!"

"Okay, let's start teaching. If you have any questions during dance practice, please ask me in time."

"good!"

"Let me ask first, have you ever practiced basic skills?"

Basic dance skills are a compulsory course for trainees. Everyone has been practicing in their respective companies for who knows how many years, so naturally they have learned it.

Therefore, the trainees in the camera nodded confidently, smiled brightly, and were eager to express themselves. Only Han Lan was stunned and shook her head in embarrassment.

The memory of this body's past is a bit fuzzy and confusing. In addition, after lying in bed for five years, his basic skills have been ruined. As for him, he is good at martial arts, so let's forget about dancing.

Xiao Yuchen obviously didn't expect that there would be trainees who didn't know basic skills, but he was relieved after recognizing Han Lan.

I only came to participate in the show after practicing for two and a half weeks. It's normal that I haven't practiced the basic skills.

"Come up here." Xiao Yuchen waved to him and asked him to stand in the first row.

"If your dance foundation is not that good, stand in the first row and wait to see it more clearly." The trainee next to me reminded.

"oh."

Han Lan stood in the front row with a smile, smiling heartily.

Xiao Yuchen saw that his smile seemed to be infected, and said hello jokingly: "It looks a lot whiter."

"Put on a little more powder."

Xiao Yuchen was amused, actually answering so frankly in front of the camera? She shook her head helplessly, turned around and started class.

Under her leadership, the trainees began to practice the dance of "ai, ai" beat by beat.

It sounds difficult to learn the dance of a song from scratch, but it is relatively easy for trainees with a basic dance background, because many of the movements are actually similar, and it is easy for the body to remember them even if they follow it.

Then, Xiao Yuchen heard the sound of wind coming from behind.

She couldn't help but look back at Han Lan. Han Lan kept his posture with a grin. It could be seen that he could barely keep up with the rhythm.

Xiao Yuchen turned her head and continued to lead the dance, "Continue, and then make a wave here..."

"call"

Xiao Yuchen heard it very clearly this time. It was the sound of the strong wind, and even her hair was lifted up.

Looking at the serious-faced boy standing behind her in the mirror, she finally stopped again and turned around: "Han Lan, you can do a wave alone and let me see."

"okay."

Han Lan recalled the action just now, spread her arms and made a wave from left to right, and the clothes on her body whistled all the way as if they were filled with wind.

This is boxing style!

Xiao Yuchen was stunned: "What's going on? You do it again!"

"call"

Another strong wind came.

"Are you having convulsions?" Xiao Yuchen finally convinced him and continued to teach patiently: "Just use a smaller intensity, a slower speed, a smaller range of movements, and just wave it over gently."

Han Lan relaxed a little and did another wave. A breeze blew by, and the whistling sound became much quieter.

"You do this, use your elbow first, don't move your shoulder, right... make it a little smaller, and slow down a little... go over, okay, then switch to the other side, shoulder, elbow... right, right, that's it, keep it

.Okay, let’s continue!”

After solving the unstable factors behind him, Xiao Yuchen turned around and continued to practice dancing.

"one two three four……"

The following dance moves became more and more complex, and the rhythm became faster and faster. Especially when it came to some dance moves that needed to show strength, Han Lan began to unconsciously use his dark energy again, making a "whirring" sound for a while.

Considering that this was a man who could split bricks with his bare hands, the trainees on both sides instinctively distanced themselves from him. If he accidentally hit him, it would probably be enough for them.

Then gradually, an isolation zone formed around Han Lan. The person closest to him in the entire practice room was Xiao Yuchen.

Xiao Yuchen had the illusion of dancing in front of the God of Death. She couldn't help but wiped away the cold sweat and turned around to look at Han Lan again.

Han Lan also stopped and smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, did I dance wrong again?"

"Are you really a man like the wind?" Xiao Yuchen was speechless and patted his arm gently. His muscles were stiff, "Relax your muscles. This is dancing, not fighting."

"good."

"Okay, let's add music, and everyone dance with me again. This time we try not to stop in the middle."
Chapter completed!