Fu Chaoyan remembers this girl.

Qin Keke.

When she was in the first ranking of the performance, she was the one who danced kindergarten dance on the stage.

But because of the backstage, I got the third place.

But her strength can see her head at a glance.

A waste that can't even sing or dance.

So, she felt it was too difficult and wanted to complain with herself?

"Where can you do it?" Fu Chaoyan instantly felt a feeling of being sympathetic to her.

"I can't do anything!" Qin Keke said angrily: "The choreographer definitely has a grudge against me!"

"It's not difficult," Fu Chaoyan pulled Qin Keke up, "You try to jump."

Qin Keke sighed, "I can't even move."

Fu Chaoyan:???

Qin Keke just saw Fu Chaoyan sitting on the ground. She thought Fu Chaoyan was the same as hers and could not even move, so she took the initiative to talk to her.

Fu Chaoyan looked at her willful appearance and took the initiative to demonstrate: "The first action is like this..."

Qin Keke saw that the other party was willing to teach him, so he immediately started learning.

No one wants to be a waste.

Especially in this case, when everyone is working very hard.

Fu Chaoyan never tires about it, and each action was broken down and explained to Qin Keke.

Until the evening, Qin Keke finally finished all the actions.

At this time, there were no one else in the practice room of Class A.

The staff also got off work, leaving only one videographer and two video recording machines.

"Thank you, you are so patient!" Qin Keke had a clear understanding of himself.

Many dance teachers were driven crazy by her.

"I used to teach my junior brother this way, and I got used to it." Fu Chaoyan spoke too much and his throat was a little dry, so she took a bottle of water to drink, "He is stupider than you, and he has to teach every move step by step."

"But you really can't sing!" Qin Keke still remembers Fu Chaoyan's performance in the first ranking.

If he is out of tune, he can still rank first, and Qin Keke is doubting the fairness of the show.

"I know, so I will continue to practice." Fu Chaoyan regrets it again now.

Why did you complain about Su Mengxi?

Is it a pleasure to put yourself in the book?

It is too unacceptable to face the fact that you are the Death Song Girl.

Qin Keke pulled Fu Chaoyan and sat in front of the piano by the wall, saying, "Tell me how to dance, I will teach you how to sing. Although I don't sing very well," it is much better than you.

"OK!"

"When singing, don't use your throat, use your dantian - do you know where the dantian is?" Qin Keke asked.

Fu Chaoyan: "...I know." He knew it at the age of five.

"Yes, the energy sinks into the Dantian, and then..."

Two girls are in the practice room, supporting each other.

The cameraman sighed in his heart as he watched the efforts of the two.

No matter how hard it is, it is useless.

If you offend the director, you will not cut all the shots you worked hard into.

Moreover, the first ranking will eliminate you.

...

It was not until Fu Chaoyan's throat was smoking that Qin Keke finally let her go.

Fu Chaoyan returned to the dormitory, Su Mengxi sat on the bed reading, another girl was washing her feet, and another one was already lying on the bed and was making a phone call in the quilt.

During the recording period, you can't bring your phone, so Fu Chaoyan couldn't help but look at the bed more.

I don’t remember it, it seems that it is also a cannon fodder that is about to be eliminated.

Fu Chaoyan washed up and was about to lie down to sleep. The girl who was washing her feet raised her eyebrows and picked up the basin, which seemed to be going to pour water.
Chapter completed!