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Chapter 277 Dance Partner

Chapter 277 Dance Partner
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Before I knew it, a morning had passed.

The recording of the program went relatively smoothly.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yixin, who was far away in the hospital, had recovered somewhat after catching up on sleep all morning, thanks to the recovery power of a young person.

When Yan Ming suggested taking a break, Yan Ming shook his head and refused, still wanting to continue participating in the later recordings.

then,

Before setting off, at Yan Ming's suggestion, Little Sheep also recorded an apology video:
“Dear brothers and sisters, this is my first time in Sanya. I originally wanted to be a flying dragon, but I ended up being a bedridden centipede here.”

Zhang Yixin pointed the camera at his chin, showcasing a man's characteristic "death moment," and said with a mixture of apology and gratitude:
"Anyway, thank you for your help. I will come back as soon as possible and fight alongside you."

And on the other side,
Gu Qing and Sun Honglei, who were taking on the challenge of the "Drifting Feast," found that the mission was too dangerous, and that eating large mouthfuls of food while drifting at high speed could easily cause them to choke.

Therefore,
The production team was forced to adjust the schedule.

Arrange for them to challenge Shuanghuang to a seafood feast!
Before that,
You need to bring your little sheep with you to the meeting.

……

"Yixin, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

"Are you still in pain? You should rest more in the hospital. Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"

When the production crew's car delivered the scooter, Shuai Lei Lei immediately came over with heartache, hugged it, and examined it carefully, just like he was concerned for his son.

"Oh my, Brother Honglei, I'm not a child anymore, I'll definitely be fine."

With Gu Qing nearby, Little Sheep felt that this was beneath his dignity as a senior brother, so he quickly broke free.

"Little brother, the director told me that you were the first to call an ambulance for me. Thank you so much."

Zhang Yixin clenched her hand tightly, expressing her gratitude to Gu Qing, "Without your help, I might be dead."

"Lay, that's not an exaggeration."

Gu Qing was both amused and exasperated.

"Pah, pah, pah, you brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Sun Honglei patted Zhang Yixin's head and said, "Let's go, get in the car and do the mission. Xiao Bo and Lei Lei must be worried sick about you."

On the bus,
"Little brother, what do you usually do?"

Zhang Yixin took the initiative to start a conversation.

Having been back in China for so long, he increasingly misses his trainee days.

We ate, slept, and practiced dancing together, and the brothers all had bright hopes for the future.

Unlike now,

He was even called a 'scheming bitch' after being betrayed.

Gu Qing was also verbally abused by Chris Wu, and Zhang Yixin felt a sense of sympathy for him.

"It's all about filming, releasing songs, doing business... there's not much else I can do."

“Speaking of releasing songs, little brother, the songs you write are really good, I’ve listened to them all.”

Zhang Yixing, also a singer-songwriter, said enviously, "To write all the lyrics and compose all the music yourself and still become so popular is amazing."

"Lay, you write your own songs too, you're just as good."

Gu Qing and Gu Qing exchanged pleasantries.

"That's different. Although I also write songs, none of them are as good as yours."

Zhang Yixin said earnestly, "It's really not easy to incorporate so many classical instruments into your melody."

"..."

Hearing Zhang Yixin praise him like that, Gu Qingxin felt quite embarrassed.

He, the plagiarist, didn't have any illusions; he was well aware of his own limitations.

Gu Qingping also brushes up on music theory in his spare time, hoping that he can create his own hit song in the future.

"Play me one of these songs to see how good it is."

Sun Honglei had to steal the spotlight and interrupt.

"Lay, which song do you like the most?" Gu Qing asked curiously.

"I like your latest release, 【Farewell: Memories of the Nine Gates】".

Zhang Yixin helped promote the show, saying, "I really like listening to this song, and I'm also watching your drama. Your portrayal of Er Yuehong is really great."

"You'd be good at acting too."

Gu Qing was telling the truth.

Er Yuehong is already the second easiest role to portray in Lay's acting career.

As for the first…

Gu Qing could only describe her in one sentence: "She is both the chosen one and the only one."

Since him, no one has been able to bring this role to life.

"Little brother, don't praise me. I don't know how to act."

Zhang Yixin felt embarrassed by the praise, so she opened her phone and played a song for Shuai Leilei.

"A single song can stabilize the tower... a single glance can determine half a lifetime!"

"Wow, Gu Qing, you wrote these lyrics?"

Sun Honglei enjoyed the pleasant music, but was surprised by the choice of words and sentence structure in the lyrics. In fact, he wasn't the only one who raised this question.

Many conspiracy theories online speculate that Gu Qing's songs were produced by ghostwriters.

The biggest point of contention is his personal life experience.

How did a 14-year-old dropout come to become an idol in South Korea with such profound literary knowledge?

Has he read that many books?
"I enjoy reading history; I get my inspiration from it."

Gu Qing remained calm and used the program to demonstrate her confidence.

He read almost every history book he could find, and with his photographic memory, he gained some understanding of the history and culture of each dynasty.

I'm qualified enough to apply for a history teacher position; I'm not intimidated at all.

"Reading history is good; it can enlighten you. No wonder you're so smart."

Sun Honglei squinted and continued to enjoy himself.

When they heard the operatic singing at the climax of the song, their little eyes widened.

Classical opera culture has a greater impact on older people.

Sun Honglei was immediately captivated. "Wow, Gu Qing, you can sing opera?!"

"Yes, I learned it from my teacher."

"Give me a shout, give me a shout."

"I can't even get a little bit, you've made me so angry today."

"you…"

Sun Honglei's face turned green.

"Haha, Brother Honglei, you've finally met your match."

Seeing Sun Honglei speechless after being rebuked, Zhang Yixin clapped her hands with a smile.

In the first episode of Go Fighting!, he was tricked by Sun Honglei to the point of tears.

"Little brother, are you still practicing dance?"

Zhang Yixing asked with concern.

"Practice! Whenever I'm not filming, I'll find time to dance for a few hours."

Gu Qing nodded.

"How about we go to the dance studio after we finish filming the show?"

Zhang Yixin made the suggestion.

"It's possible, but are you healthy?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem, I'm all set!"

Zhang Yixin still gets full of energy whenever she hears about dance practice.

especially,
I'd be even happier to have a decent 'opponent' around.

He is a true dance fanatic. Among the four members who returned to China, he has the best dance skills and professional abilities, which is inseparable from years of practice.

Simultaneously,

In the future, he will participate in street dance variety shows and receive recognition from many professional dancers. The music video also showcases many dance styles.

Especially the most outstanding music video song "Lotus", which showcases the 'Krump' dance style, has become extremely popular overseas.

"Dancing? Can I dance with you? I can do it too!"

Shuai Leilei shamelessly came over again.

"Brother Honglei, can you please shut up? What are you even good at?!"

Gu Qing was speechless.

"You're underestimating me, aren't you? Do you even know what breakdancing is?"

Sun Honglei was furious: "I was among the first people in China to bring this dance here!"

He's practically a grandmaster!
"real or fake?"

Gu Qing was skeptical.

"If you don't believe me, ask Yixin!"

"It's true, Brother Honglei dances quite well."

"Oh…"