After divorcing Mr. Jingfenba [Transmigration Book]

Asked right away, without any buffer, and the tone was still so aggressive.

The expressions of the other two tutors couldn't help but change slightly. Didn't Gu Zhaoliang deliberately target Tang Chi?

Tang Chi didn't care, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I think Mr. Gu's problem is itself a problem. If I know everything, wouldn't it be pointless to come to the training camp?"

The voice is clean and youthful, and with the two little pear dimples filled with honey, people can't take their eyes off at all.

Although in the original text, the character of the original owner is extremely poor, but I have to say that this face is really the patriarch's appreciation for food.

Good-looking and unique, especially when he smiles, it can fascinate people to the point of distraction.

Xu Meng, the female tutor, couldn't help being stunned.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are good at talking." Gu Zhaoliang gave him a mocking look, and arrogantly opened the scoring book, "What are you performing today?"

Tang Chi: "A short piece of modern ballet."

Gu Zhaoliang sneered: "Do you dance ballet?"

Tang Chi smiled and said, "Could it be that Mr. Gu wants to dance for me?"

Gu Zhaoliang's face darkened: "You think too much, I'm just afraid that Teacher Xu and Teacher Zhang will be frightened."

In Gu Zhaoliang's impression, Tang Chi's ballet dance is not as agile as the middle-aged aunt's square dance, and he doesn't know who gave him the courage to show off here.

"Let's get started." Gu Zhaoliang said indifferently, leaning on the back of the chair with folded arms.

Tang Chi got up late this morning and didn't have time to change. He was still wearing Yan Yuchen's big shirt and sweatpants.

He took out the hem of the shirt tucked into his trousers, completely unbuttoned the cuffs and the two buttons on the collar, took off his shoes, and after messing with his hair, he took two steps forward lazily along with the music. .

Like someone stuck in a dream.

Immediately afterwards, an arabesque followed by a big jump, followed by five perfect whip spins.

The eyes of Xu Meng and vocal tutor Zhang Dashuo were shining.

But at the same time, Gu Zhaoliang's face was black and blue, as if he had indulged too much.

When the song ended, Gu Zhaoliang's expression was no different from that of an old corpse just dug out of the grave.

"The movements are standard, smooth, powerful and beautiful." Xu Meng couldn't hide her appreciation.

Although Japanese and Korean artists have a slight preference for ballet, among the domestic draft students in recent years, most of them are proficient in Korean dance. After all, it is the mainstream of the market. People who can dance modern ballet so well are rare.

As she spoke, she stood up the sign on the table: "It's still A."

Zhang Dashuo: "I'm into vocal music, and I don't have a deep understanding of ballet. I just want to ask, how many of the whip-wielding dances just now can you usually do?"

Tang Chi said truthfully: "32."

Whip swing is one of the most difficult movements in ballet, and it is also the most intuitive criterion for laymen to measure a ballet dancer.

Zhang Dashuo took a deep breath, and put up the signboard of Class A: "32 whips, what can a man like me who can't stand on one foot say?"

Tang Chi smiled brightly, and bowed to Zhang Dashuo and Xu Meng: "Thank you two teachers."

Xu Meng joked: "You don't need to thank me, if you become popular one day, you will take me with you in terms of popularity."

"Gu Yingdi, express your opinion quickly." Zhang Dashuo urged with a smile.

Gu Zhaoliang's hand on the E card was clenched into a fist, and he looked at Tang Chi with a puzzled look filled with strong unkindness.

After a long time, Gu Zhaoliang held up a sign in displeasure: "Keep going."

Seeing the big C, Xu Meng asked in a daze, "Mr. Gu, did you take the wrong brand?"

The final grade of the students is based on the weighted average of the results given by the three tutors, and Gu Zhaoliang, as the great tutor, is worth two votes for one vote.

Therefore, the result this time is equivalent to two A's and two C's. After the weighted average, it is B.

Gu Zhaoliang said gloomyly: "He does have profound attainments in ballet, but the two of you should have discovered during the previous qualifiers that his singing skills are obviously weak. If he is assigned to Class A, it will not Very suitable."

Zhang Dashuo didn't think so: "Singing skills can be practiced, and his dancing foundation is so good, it's really a pity not to go to Class A."

The two parties discussed intensely for 3 minutes. In the end, the program team followed Gu Zhaoliang's wishes. Who made him the most popular.

However, Tang Chi didn't plan to stay in Class A at all.

Gu Zhaoliang is the direct tutor of Class A. If he stayed in Class A, wouldn't Gu Zhaoliang wear small shoes every day?

It's so frustrating.

He took the Class B badge from the PD and left the examination room happily.

On the instructor's seat, Gu Zhaoliang was obviously very dissatisfied with his reaction, creaking -- grinding his back teeth twice.

Xu Meng teased and said: "I said Gu Yingdi, what is your expression? You are not happy to let him stay in Class A. Now that he has gone to Class B as you wished, why are you still gnashing your teeth? Could it be that you are interested in him? "

It has long been known that Gu Zhaoliang likes men.

Gu Zhaoliang said grimly: "Mr. Xu thinks too much, even if all the men in the world die, I won't be interested in him."

"I like it quite a lot. It has good looks and good dancing skills. If you cultivate it carefully, you may become the best dancer in this issue and make your C debut directly." Zhang Dashuo continued.

Gu Zhaoliang snorted coldly: "Mr. Zhang, are you serious? If he can debut at the C position, any cat or dog can become a star."

Zhang Dashuo glanced at Gu Zhaoliang meaningfully, and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, speaking of Class B, I heard that the direct tutor who was originally scheduled was rejected due to pregnancy, and replaced by Mr. Yan, is it true or not?" of?"

Xu Meng laughed: "The news was confirmed last week, did you just connect to the village network?"

……

"What? You said that Yan Yuchen is the direct tutor of our class B?" Tang Chi was drinking soup in the cafeteria and almost choked upon hearing this.

Xiao Han, the roommate who was demoted from A to B with Tang Chi, took out a tissue and handed it to Tang Chi: "Even if you were surprised by the news I just heard from the director's team, it shouldn't be like this."

Tang Chi was puzzled and said, "If Yan Yuchen doesn't take good care of his company, why come to be a mentor?"

Although Yan Yuchen is a well-known young director in China, although his works are few, they are excellent, but after he took over the Yan Group, he quit the director circle.

"Maybe it's idle." Xiao Han took a sip of soup, "Two years ago, the Yan Group experienced a stock crisis. Since then, except for some particularly big things, President Yan has basically let go of power. Very little busy work.”

Tang Chi asked curiously: "It's fine, why is there a stock crisis?"

Yan Yuchen has very few roles in the original text, so many things about him are not written in detail in the original text.

"I don't know the details. I only know that during that time, Yan's Group's stock plummeted, and it was almost lost. Afterwards, there were rumors that it was because someone revealed that Mr. Yan had a severe mental illness, so it happened, but in the end The rumors were refuted. Not long after that, President Yan got married, let go of power, and returned to the family." Speaking of this, Xiao Han's face was full of envy, "But for the sake of my wife, I chose to return to the family, true love."

"Back to the family?" Or for the wife?Tang Chi couldn't understand why.

Xiao Han held his face and looked at Tang Chi suspiciously: "I said, brother, don't you usually eat melons?"

Tang Chi didn't know why he asked this, and shook his head.

"No, you don't even eat melons. Brother, what age are you from?" Xiao Han glanced at Tang Chi in distaste, then took a bite of the chicken leg on Tang Chi's plate, and said, "Two years ago, Mr. Yan got married. At that time, I publicly issued a statement in front of the media, saying that on the premise of ensuring the normal development of the group, I will try to reduce the working hours as much as possible, and the rest of the time, I will return to my family and be a good husband."

Tang Chi: "..."

If he hadn't read the original text and knew that Yan Yuchen had no feelings for the original owner, he might have followed Xiao Han to believe in true love.

Xiao Han sighed and said, "It's a pity that Yan is always married in secret. Up to now, almost no one knows the real identity of his wife. I don't know what a charming little fairy this is, and he actually killed Mr. Yan like this."

"..." Tang Chi poked the rice in the bowl, hehe, can I say, am I that little fairy...

After the class adjustment, the dormitory they live in has also been adjusted accordingly.

Tang Chi and Xiao Han were still on bunk beds. At four o'clock in the afternoon, after finally moving all the things, the program team notified them to meet their direct supervisor without taking a break.

The main training place of the training camp is a separate building, the third class of CDE is on the first floor, and the second class of AB is on the second floor.

As soon as Tang Chi and Xiao Han went up the stairs, they saw a man in black couture standing at the door of the main practice room of Class A, holding two bags in his hands.

"Student, do you know where Jiang Mian is?" Yan Yuchen stopped a person casually and asked solemnly.

The main practice room was not far from the stairs, Tang Chi could just hear what Yan Yuchen was saying, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

After Xiao Han experienced the brief surprise of seeing the real Yan Yuchen, he also looked confused: "Isn't the one who was stopped by President Yan the one Jiang Mian?"

Tang Chi said embarrassingly: "He is face-blind, he is not a particularly impressive person, and he can't recognize him at all."

You know, in the original text, Mr. Yan was always called by his nephew to help fight in a group fight. In the end, because he couldn't recognize the person, he helped the other party to beat the helper who took his nephew away into a man his parents didn't recognize.