Ji Shijia wasn't angry either. She was neither humble nor arrogant, "We are mentors, so it's right to teach them well."

Most people in Class F have weak basic skills and poor body rhythm.

Not to mention Jiang Nan, who has zero practice time.

It is indeed incomparable to those in Class A.

However, we can save a little bit.

It can only be the only thing she can do as a senior.

Yang Fanling and Ji Shijia had a normal relationship. They exchanged a few words and then stopped talking.

Until, I walked to the door of the training room of Class F.

Before opening the door, the two of them had already seen the scene inside the training room through the transparent glass window.

The trainee who was practicing the theme song was moving in a weird way, which was very different from the standard movements.

There are also some trainees who stare at the PSP movements with a frown on their faces.

Yang Fanling's eyes turned.

I found another person sleeping directly against the wall behind me.

It was Jiang Nan.

Yang Fanling saw this and sneered, "Mr. Ji, teach me well? Look at what these people are doing."

Yang Fanling glanced at the camera, turned off the headset, and said coldly, "This progress is completely incomparable with Class A. What's the use of teaching this kind of trainee? Those in Class F are destined to never make it."

Before Ji Shijia could say anything, Yang Fanling turned around and left.

The planner noticed that Yang Fanling's voice suddenly stopped and ran over quickly.

I happened to hear a general idea, and the planner couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Teacher Ji, I'll go and communicate with Teacher Yang again."

"No."

Ji Shijia had been with Yang Fanling for a few days, and she knew her temperament.

Seniority.

Arrogant and mean.

She has looked down on Class F from the beginning. Even if the program team tried to get her to come back to teach Class F, they would probably still be ridiculed.

Ji Shijia pinched her eyebrows and said, "I'll teach you by myself."

***

Class F was originally divided into two training rooms, but now they are gathered together again.

Looking at the dance instructor again, Ji Shijia was the only one, and the trainees realized something in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the training room fell into silence and depression.

Ji Shijia didn't say much and asked Lou Shuyun to help distribute the information.

Each file has its name written on it.

Even Jiang Nan, who was sleeping in the back, got a copy.

"Teacher, is this a breakdown of the dance moves for the theme song?"

"Well." Ji Shijia's eyes fell directly to the end, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, "Jiang Nan, you have never been a trainee, you can follow as many as you can in a while."

When Jiang Nan heard this, his eyelids moved and he opened his eyes.

She raised her eyebrows and flipped through the information in front of her carelessly.

Then he rubbed his feet on the floor, stood up, and said softly and slowly, "Okay."

Ji Shijia was wearing slim-fitting dance clothes, and her whole body was filled with a bit of sassiness.

But he still spoke softly and patiently, "Next, I will slow down and do it for you and explain the essentials."

Ji Shijia slowed down her movements and did it twice, her eyes falling on the mirrored wall from time to time.

The people in Class F have weak foundations, but they are trying their best to keep up with the movements and rhythm.

Even Jiang Nan was raising his feet, waving his hands, and occasionally jumping up and down.

Although the movements are always a few beats slow, the attitude is quite serious.

Um.

Jiang Nan has huge room for improvement.

Thoughts on Ji Shi's poems.

***

The other side.

Class A training room.

After Yang Fanling finished instructing Xu Shuyao, her cell phone rang.

It's the agent's phone number.

"Fang Ling, that list..."

"Wait a minute." Yang Fanling interrupted quickly, with a little more emotion in her eyes. She quickly picked up the microphone and came out to answer the phone.

"Is there a reply?" The phone screen emits a faint light, which is printed on Yang Fanling's face.

Underneath the small wrinkles, he looked excited.

The agent didn't hide it, "Well, the order was rejected. It seems that Yang Xi was unwilling."

Yang Fanling was not surprised either.

Yang Xi is completely on a pedestal in the dance circle.

Good at popping, locking, waacking and almost all dance forms.

He is a rare all-around dancer.

In addition, she is also extremely good at choreography.

Unlike traditional choreographers, Yang Xi can integrate dance types and adjust according to the choreography object, controlling the details to the extreme.

Over the years, countless people have tried their best to create an original arrangement by Yang Xi, but all have failed.

It's not surprising that Yang Xi rejected her.

"Help me add another fifty million." Yang Fanling gritted her teeth.

The agent fell silent.

Yang Fanling has been relying on her emotions to make money over the years. She has no representative works and her popularity has gradually declined.

However, Yang Fanling tried several times but could not come up with a decent choreographer, so she could only buy other choreographers' works at high prices.

The manager didn't know much about choreography and just thought that 150 million was too expensive, so he ate up all Yang Fanling's money and even had to borrow a bank loan.

The manager weighed it in his mind and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "How about finding another choreographer?"

"no!"

Yang Fanling refused without even thinking.

Arrogant and indifferent, "No other choreographer can compare to Yang Xi."

She only wants the best.

***

The theme song was practiced for three days.

In addition to a half-day dance class and a half-day vocal class, the rest of the time is given to trainees for free practice.

After the people in Class F lost Ji Shijia's step-by-step teaching, their progress suddenly slowed down a lot.

Lou Shuyun's dance foundation is not good, he can only imitate the shape of the movements, but the rhythm of his body is completely lacking.

After reluctantly making a leap into the air, his foot stumbled and he fell directly to the ground.

Bones hit the floor.

The sound is dull and thick.

When Jiang Nan heard the movement, he frowned and suddenly opened his eyes.

Lou Shuyun was already surrounded by many people.

Discussions among the people arose one after another.

"My God, my feet are swollen like this."

"It's like this. I guess I won't be able to dance these days."

…
To be continued...