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Han Suyan: "Well."
Huh. Yin Suli raised her eyebrows subconsciously and said bluntly, "Why are you a law student here to participate in the singing and dancing draft?"
Han Suyan has seemed unusually calm since he came to power, as peaceful as basking in the sun in his own backyard: "All personal choices that do not violate the law are civil liberties."
Yin Suli: "..."
She felt that the feeling of a heart attack seemed a bit familiar.
Yin Suli: "You also have a personality?"
Han Suyan is very frank: "There are still some. It should be gone after graduation."
Yin Suli: "..."
Okay, you are quite strict.
Producer Cui Zhihao tried his best to control himself not to laugh out loud. After a dry cough, he dutifully followed the cue process: "Then have you been exposed to singing and dancing before you came here?"
Han Suyan: "Yes or no."
Cui Zhihao almost choked. One or two of these trainees were a bit difficult to handle. He commented very euphemistically: "It's really rigorous."
Han Suyan: "Thank you, occupational disease. I want to change, I am learning how to make my words more loopy, but it is difficult and it will take some time."
Cui Zhihao quickly lowered his head and tried to take a deep breath to keep from laughing too exaggeratedly.
Yin Suli took a deep breath: "Did someone say that you are more suitable to be a comedian than a boy group?"
She was just complaining, but Han Suyan showed a look of serious memory, and then nodded: "The director said it after watching my interview stage."
The instructors suddenly felt a strong curiosity. What kind of stage does this have to be to achieve such an effect?
Yao Chen asked him, "What are you going to perform is dance?"
Han Suyan: "It doesn't count. I practiced often since I was a child."
Yin Suli: "start your performance quickly."
Han Suyan finished the process very strictly and nodded calmly.
The trainees were all guessing what he would perform, but Han Suyan was a man who surprised everyone.
When the prelude sounded, everyone's expressions became very dull.
With a delicate appearance and a calm expression, Han Suyan's movements are very standard and meticulous. Not only does he not stroke at all, but his expression management is also a must. It's just that the movements and the music are too familiar—
National middle school students broadcast gymnastics.
The whole studio reverberated with the loud and bloody "one two three four" and "two two three four".
It was so subversive that the instructors forgot to stop it, and there was silence in the venue, only the brainwashing and sonorous broadcast sound was heard, and the whole set was listened to and nodded.
At nearly three in the morning, this creative performance of magical realism ended with Yin Suli's brain full of radio gymnastics as a terminator.
Han Suyan didn't mean to be perfunctory at all, he was very serious.
After the dance, producer Cui Zhihao said, "We already know where your strength is. But why did you choose to do this... radio gymnastics? Is it because it's relatively simple?"
Han Suyan: "Yes and no."
The tutors have become accustomed to his unshakable and rigorous beginning——
He went on to say the following: "This is my learning philosophy. Whether it is difficult or simple, jumping for ten years will definitely be perfect. I have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder in all aspects, if I don't do one thing well , do it 10,000 times and you can do it well. The same goes for dancing.”
"I may lack talent in this area. But if I jump 10,000 times, I can do the same as a talented person just like I did in gymnastics."
Han Suyan didn't mean to joke from beginning to end, but used another simple and easy-to-understand way to tell everyone his philosophy of life and his terrifying beliefs that would never hold back.
Yin Suli thought it was interesting. Han Suyan's behavior has always been a little unpredictable. She picked up the microphone and said with interest, "You know your current level is F, right? You just mean that you are confident that you will be able to debut? "
He didn't use the strict sentence "yes or no" before, but smiled politely.
"I have got."
The trainees all felt a strong fighting spirit burning from their hearts, reaching the sky. In a single sentence, the smell of gunpowder that was dark and turbulent, and the desire to win or lose, was pushed directly from the back to the bright side.
Chapter 11
After the slightly long recording of the first episode, the director team arranged a bus for the trainees to move into the dormitory overnight.
A mighty group of ninety-nine people huddled together with big bags and small suitcases, waiting drowsily to line up to get on the bus.
Qin Lu's stuff is relatively simple. He only has a 28-inch suitcase. Unlike most people, who are accompanied by people from the same company, he seems very quiet among the noisy boys.
Many people are secretly looking at this young competitor. Even without the camera, Qin Lu's back is still straight, and when the fine black hair is swept by the wind, he will slightly lower his head and blink twice. Originally, he was only wearing a simple white shirt, but it was impressive. Now he has put on a T-shirt that he wears everyday, which is more refreshing and clean. After watching for a while, I can't help but forget that he was an ordinary high school student yesterday.
Ah yes, Mr. Yin Suli said that he studied very well, so strong that he was abnormal. Many trainees are not very good at cultural classes, and naturally have a sense of distance and an inexplicable sense of "reverence" for the academic masters. Therefore, even though many people wanted to get to know Qin Lu, they didn't know how to speak.
A subtle sense of stalemate lasted for a few minutes, and was finally broken by Su Qinglan, who was squeezed in a little embarrassed.
Different from Qin Lu's ease, his journey was much more difficult and exaggerated. He was carrying a mountaineering bag that was almost half a person's height behind him, two full supermarket shopping bags in his hands, two size 30 suitcases, and a U-shaped pillow around his neck.