Seeing Ye Fan agree, Zhu Wanting was satisfied and giggled.
"Brother, I'm going to school. You should come early! By the way, bring more money. I have my eye on a bag and I still have a little money left in my card."
"How much is the difference? I'll transfer it to you directly." Ye Fan asked.
"I only have 30,000 yuan in my card for living expenses, and that bag costs 300,000 yuan." Zhu Wanting said lightly.
"Damn, is this a close call?"
Ye Fan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
After lunch, Ye Fan drove to the Art Institute.
He first called Lin Pingxuan, but the little girl never answered.
Ye Fan contacted Zhu Wanting again. She was watching an art exhibition with several female classmates at the time, and asked Ye Fan to go directly to the dance room of the venue to find Lin Tingxuan.
The conference hall of the Academy of Art is next to the gymnasium.
The building is six stories high, covers an area of more than 2,000 square meters, and has a usable area of 9,500 square meters.
The lower three floors are used as a particularly large place for school evening parties and ceremonies. The entire space is twelve meters high and one hundred meters wide. It has four divisions: southeast, northwest and northwest. Two hundred rows of seats can accommodate 2,000 people.
The fourth floor is for the art and calligraphy groups, and the music room and rehearsal room are on the fifth floor, which is a favorite place for some art students.
At the same time, several teachers accompanied a leader of the Cultural Affairs Bureau to the Art Building to review the rehearsal status of the college dance competition.
A crowd of people gathered around the leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau and came to the dance room on the fifth floor. The dance teacher took the opportunity to tell him about the honors the School of Art had received over the years, and to improve the artistic atmosphere of the school in a subtle way, but in fact he had an ulterior motive.
Entering the rehearsal hall on the fifth floor, the huge room is more than 200 square meters. A tall girl wearing dance clothes is undergoing dance training. Not to mention her delicate face, her two long legs are eye-catching, and they are so white that they are blinding.
Dog eyes.
Every movement of the long-legged girl contains a special rhythm. As the music rises and falls, the elegance is accompanied by tranquility, like a flower blooming quietly, without any process, leaving only the lingering fragrance.
The group of people standing at the door did not disturb her and watched quietly.
They are all experts and know clearly that dance is an art that uses the body to complete various difficult movements, combines music and situations, and is expressed through body language.
If you want to reach this level, your limbs are the top priority!
The long-legged girl in front of her has obviously surpassed this stage, and the basic skills she has practiced have evolved into a body image.
Not only that, she has perfect control over her muscles, and her movement expression, coordination, and flexibility are outrageous.
This is no longer a jade in the rough, but a treasure that has been fully carved. Even when walking, the meaning of "art" is consciously injected into the pace, fully reflecting the artistic conception of rhythmic beauty, dynamic beauty and static beauty.
When the Cultural Affairs Bureau arrived, I was so shocked that my jaw almost dislocated.
This girl's posture is so charming, and the dance she performs does not need the help of music at all. The meaning goes straight to the heart, and she is clearly an angel who has fallen into the mortal world!
The girl gently swung her arms, her beautiful jade fingers clustered in clusters, and her two beautiful long legs made two turns on the spot, gently throwing herself into the air, and then landed gently on the ground.
There is no sound at all, as if it is integrated with the heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the long-legged girl was stunned. She suddenly found a large group of people standing at the door of the dance studio.
Once the state of selflessness is broken, girls will show the shyness that should be expected at this age.
She picked up her coat from one side with a slight embarrassment: "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Chen, why are you here!"
Teacher Zhang quickly gave up half of her body and said with a smile: "Pingxuan, come here. This is Director Yang from the Propaganda Department of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, specially here for the college dance competition. Director Yang, this is the student we are talking about, Lin Pingxuan.
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Director Yang was wearing a pair of large-framed toad mirrors, and his faint mouse eyes looked over Lin Pingxuan without hesitation, "Okay, okay, it's a good material. Teacher Zhang, your disciple is indeed very capable."
Lin Pingxuan had never been looked at so closely before, so she couldn't help but shrink back and said, "Hello, Director Yang."
Teacher Zhang put his arm on Lin Pingxuan's shoulder with some complacency, "Pingxuan, please dance a piece of "Death of a Prince" by Kestin for Director Yang to watch."
"Ah?" Lin Qixuan was not surprised. Teacher Chen on the side was scared to death, "Teacher Zhang, Qixuan is a girl!"
"It's okay, Wei Xuan can handle it." Teacher Zhang smiled lightly.
"But "Death of a Prince" is a duet, who will Hua Xuan cooperate with?" Teacher Chen asked again.
Teacher Zhang suddenly became embarrassed and looked at the people around him.
Teacher Chen is pregnant, so naturally she cannot participate, and she was injured a few days ago and cannot exercise strenuously.
The princess in "Death of a Prince" does not have many body movements, she only needs to cooperate with the male protagonist's dance.
However, the people in the Cultural Affairs Bureau are either middle-aged and fat or young and obese. The youngest one weighs 1,670 pounds. Let alone Lin Pingxuan, even they themselves may not be able to throw it away.
"If it doesn't work, I'll do it!" Teacher Zhang shook his head, raised his chest, and whispered in Lin Xuanxuan's ear.
"Xuanxuan, we must work together and perform well in front of the leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau. This will be very helpful for you to get a place in the college dance competition, and it will also affect your lifelong dance career."
"Yes." Lin Pingxuan understood the importance of the matter.
Teacher Chen arranged for the people from the Cultural Affairs Bureau to sit down, found the music tape of "Death of the Prince", and was about to play it when suddenly there was a "clang" from the back door.
When everyone looked around, they saw a young man leaning over to pick up the trash can that was overturned behind the door. He stretched out his hand and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'm here to see Lin Pingxuan."
Lin Pingxuan was overjoyed when she saw the visitor, "Brother Ye, why are you here?"
"I just have something to ask you." Ye Fan chuckled, "Since you are busy now, I will wait for you downstairs first."
"Wait a minute." Teacher Zhang stared at the boy for a while, then his face lit up and he quickly called the young man to his side, "Classmate, what's your name?"
"Classmate?" Ye Fan was stunned, "I'm not a student of the Art Academy."
"It doesn't matter." Teacher Zhang waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile: "Can you dance?"
From beginning to end, Teacher Zhang's eyes were focused on his body.
Ye Fan was stared at a little and nodded awkwardly, "Jump...skip..."
I don’t know if Yangko is counted?
"Can you dance "Death of a Prince"?" Teacher Zhang asked quickly.
Ye Fan was stunned, this name sounded so familiar! Hey, wasn't it the one that was played in the Spring Festival Gala?
"Is it from Kestin?" Ye Fan asked weakly without any confidence.
"That's right." Teacher Zhang was overjoyed and pulled Ye Fan to Lin Pingxuan, "Pingxuan, you cooperate with him."
"ah?!"
The two people said in unison.
"Well, classmate, you play the princess. You don't need to do anything. At the end, if you look at my gestures and then turn around, Xuan Xuan will hold you and dance you once. It's that simple. Do you understand?" Teacher Zhang was impatient.
The director got annoyed.
Ye Fan stared blankly, his eyelids almost closing together: I will play the princess... Damn... Old woman, you have eaten too much, are you asking me to play the princess?! Damn it, do you want to accompany me for a drink?!
"Brother Ye, please help me." Lin Qixuan looked at Ye Fan with hope, "I won't be nervous if you are here."
"You're not nervous... I'm nervous! So what, what should I do?" Ye Fan's heart was pounding.
He just heard Teacher Zhang say that this review is related to Lin Pingxuan's future dance career.
If she wants to develop this path in the future, her own performance will be crucial.
But, I can’t dance! Isn’t this just trying to catch up?
Thinking back, Lin Pingxuan's family is so rich, it shouldn't be a problem to flatter her.
Even if her family doesn't care, I still have the capital to get her what she wants.
It's just that Lin Pingxuan's character seems unwilling to accept the results obtained by such a shortcut.
Seeing that Lin Xuanxuan and Ye Fan knew each other, Teacher Zhang quickly agreed: "Yes, classmate, since you and Xuanxuan are friends, then help him. This review is very important to her!"
"Sister, I told you that I am not a student of the Art Academy." Ye Fan rolled his eyes.
"Brother Ye, help me!" Lin Pingxuan quietly took Ye Fan's hand and swayed it coquettishly.
"This..." Ye Fan scratched his head, hesitated for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay."
"Brother Ye, thank you." Lin Pingxuan smiled charmingly, with a small dimple showing at the corner of her mouth: "You stand still and pay attention to Teacher Zhang's gestures. Don't go wrong, otherwise I will be angry..."
"Well, I'm even more nervous. Xuanxuan, can you say something nice?"
"Okay. From now on, you are just a piece of wood. Stay still and don't move!" Lin Mingxuan chuckled and started to prepare for the dance.
Teacher Zhang walked to the resting seat opposite the dance practice room. Teacher Chen put down the tape with some hesitation, and the music started slowly.
Lin Pingxuan's movements started, unusually soft, spinning back and forth, as if she was in the open space between heaven and earth. Ye Fan just stood there like a fool, petrified at a loss.
Director Yang from the Cultural Affairs Bureau carefully watched Lin Pingxuan's every move, and from time to time he would lightly nod and let out a slight sound of admiration.
As for other officials of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, they kept writing and drawing on paper while watching Lin Pingxuan's dance.
Teacher Chen sat next to Teacher Zhang with her big belly in her arms, frowning and complaining: "That male classmate is stiff and has no dancing skills at all. Teacher Zhang, are you being too careless?"
"Time is running out now and there is no other way. Are you going to leave Director Yang and the others here while we find someone else? Besides, Teacher Chen, this boy is a genius. He has unparalleled dancing talent. Even Maixuan can't.
Not as good as that!”
Teacher Zhang's eyes were full of stars, as if he was a horny woman who suddenly found the most handsome man in the world ogling him.
Teacher Chen didn't understand what was going on and said in a strange tone: "Teacher Zhang, what are you talking about!"
"This boy's figure is in perfect golden proportion! You see, his shoulders are broad, his hands and legs are long and powerful, and his muscle lines are more beautiful than those who have been immersed in dancing for ten years."