Chapter 132 (Subscription, monthly pass!)

  Interview scene.

  Looking at the wrinkled face in front of him, an old man with silver hair shining brightly in the noon sun, Cui Ling fell into silence.

  Although she is a senior singer-song artist agent, she still has a bit of foresight in an environment like Huaqi Culture.

  And to be honest, just by relying on the strong aura of the old man in front of her as an annoying thing just now, she has a deep understanding of what acting is.

   But facing such a dying old man, she said that she wanted to be an all-around entertainer and set foot in singing and dancing. She felt a little funny.

  Singing and jumping entertainers are a scarce resource in China's entertainment circle. In the past ten years, there have been men's and women's groups, or singing and jumping stars. In fact, there are only two of them—the male Zhu Bishi and the female Cai Zhuolin.

  The only two in the domestic entertainment circle that can come up with.

  Why are sing-and-jump artists scarce?

  Because singing and jumping entertainers need both talent and great perseverance!

  Singing and dancing artists are singing and dancing on stage, one song every five minutes, maybe offstage is the hard work of several months in the dance studio.

  What does this need?

  Energy.

  Enthusiasm.

   and enough time!

  Huaqi Culture has its own star workshop, and has also incubated some singers and dancers. Cui Ling herself is one of the mentors of Xing Gongchang. To be honest, Hua Qi has never seen a particularly good singer-song artist Miao Zi.

  Looking at Li Shixin's dry figure under the white shirt, Cui Ling shook her head helplessly.

   "Master, are you sure, really want to try?"

  What this said,

  Li Shixin looked at Cui Ling with a complicated face and smiled: "Yes."

"Father, I'm ahead of you. I saw your acting skills just now, and I admit that you are very good. But as a singing and dancing agent, I will not give you any points for me because of your performance in the acting section. I say that, can you understand?"

Seeing Li Shixin nodded without hesitation, Cui Ling put away her complicated expression, her face became cold.

   "Okay, since you insist. Then let's start, father, I can't help you. You can find one of these tracks and let me see your performance."

  Speaking, Cui Ling handed over a list of artist test tracks.

   Scan the above tracks at random, and Li Shi is confident about it.

  The repertoire is mostly live divine music, and the dance moves are not particularly complicated.

  But.

  Most of these tracks have a common feature.

  What are the characteristics?

  Coordination of body movements and proficiency in movement control!

  The so-called "balance".

  This play is actually a metaphysics. There is a big mirror in the dance studio, why?

  Let dancers see what they use.

  Why do you have to look at yourself?

  It's not that I got fat or lost today, but that every movement is not in place, and every movement does not show the most "beautiful" side of the dancer!

There are a lot of dances. After watching it, ordinary people will think "Fucking, I can only learn to play with this chicken bully, and I can jump even if I learn two times." However, after jumping out, they will "What kind of chicken bully did I dance?" Doubt about life.

  To put it plainly, there is no "balance".

   looked around on the song list, Li Shixin finally handed it back, "Third song, thank you."

  Looking at the third Zhu Bishi’s "Jing Wu Men" on the repertoire, Cui Ling frowned: "Master, are you sure?"

  "Jingwumen", Zhu Bishi's masterpiece. It can be said that Zhu Bishi was once known as the Asian Dance King, and the live dance of this piece gave him a lot of extra points.

  The action is simple, but the requirement for "balance" has reached an abnormal level. Many singing and dancing artists practice for a few months, and they don't necessarily say that they can practice well.

  In terms of action, this song requires both fierceness and force, showing masculine vitality, but also requires precision in place, not to go too far, otherwise it will become "a dance of demons."

  Many entertainment companies will use this song as a touchstone for male singing and dancing artists.

  If you can dance this tune well, the general dance skills can be said to be OK.

  Li Shixin nodded.

  When he was a trainee in his last life, in order to pass the test of the brokerage company, he practiced this piece.

  He still has this confidence.

  It’s this old bone...

  Thinking about it, he took out the last piece of peak gum from his pocket.

  Thinking about it again, and it’s a pity that a piece of chewing gum can't be consumed by a **** dance. I bite a third and stuffed it into my mouth.

  Fuck!

  Seeing Li Shixin’s way of eating gum, a group of young artists waiting for interviews around them were all bewildered.

  Master, are you as old as a piece of gum? !

  "Cough,"

  Liu Cuishan looked at Li Shixin's posture, and smiled dryly: "Mr. Li, I have chewing gum in my pocket, or give you a piece?"

  Li Shixin raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

  Boy smashed, it's not that the old man looks down on you.

  It’s your green arrow, let’s keep it for fresh breath when you meet Jia Ling at the zoo.

  As a strong red bull smell spread in his mouth, Li Shixin stood up.

"can you start it?"

  Cui Ling looked at his shriveled body, shook her head slightly, and nodded to the staff on the side.

   "Iwannaknow, can you do it!"

   "Ugottaknow, don't doubt your own skills!"

   "Boom boom boom!"

  When the dynamic prelude of "Jing Wu Men" sounded the first note.

  He moved!

next moment……

  The people who had been waiting to see the western scene suddenly opened their mouths!

  He was obviously an old man, with a heavy body in his walking posture, but he stretched out to the beat of the music. Every movement is accurate and full of explosive power, but it doesn't make people feel deliberate.

  As if every note should give birth to such an action!

  The amplitude of this action should reach this level when this note is sounded!

  Looking at Li Shixin's right hand covering his chest and making powerful undulating dance movements for the dry chest, Cui Ling's eyes widened and her hands covered her mouth involuntarily.

   "Gosh..."

  With the surging music, Li Shixin, who has returned to his peak physical strength, has completely reached a state of selflessness. At this moment, he even forgot that he was an old man now...

  Long-lost feeling, don’t be too fun!

  He feels that way, and the others are even more so!

  All the people present, looking at the old Cangyan in the hot dance in front of the interview desk, feeling the masculine and vitality that rushed to their faces, all produced a kind of trance and confusion-what a goblin!

   is definitely a painted fairy with the wrong skin of the elderly!

   Soon, the song ended.

  The action was full of passion, and Li Shixin in his peak state couldn't help gasping for breath.

  Facing the silence in the interview hall, Li Shixin lifted his breath and raised his head.

   "Teacher, can you?"

  At this time, Cui Ling who was opposite him was already in tears!

  Faced with Li Shixin’s question, Cui Ling wiped her face.

   did not answer, but beckoned to the young artists who were waiting for the interview standing under the window, "Who are the trainees of Star Workshop among you?"

  Hearing the question, eight young people raised their hands.

   "Come here. Stand beside the old man."

  According to what she said, the eight people walked to the interview stage and cast their eyes on Li Shixin in awe.

  Cui Ling glanced deeply at Li Shixin again, and moved her lips, "Teacher, I have an unsympathetic request. I don’t know if you can agree to it."

"what?"

  Li Shixin frowned.

   "Can you... take off your shirt?"

   Hearing this request, Li Shixin's face turned black.

  Smelly sister.

  The old man fights his life and one-third of the bubble gum sings for you, you actually covet the old man's body!

  Bah!

  You are mean!

  "Did you give it to me after I took off my clothes?"

  He asked now.

  Fuck!

  (Д), (д), (д)! !

  A group of young artists waiting to be interviewed was instantly messed up.

  You are too skilled at asking this question!

  What have you experienced!

  (End of this chapter)