Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

In the early morning before dawn, Zhang Ziming took Luo Shifang to take a taxi to the Wuxiang Studio in the city center.

The person who opened this studio was none other than Zhang Ziming's friend Ning Xuan, otherwise, at this time, no arts training studio in the urban area has opened yet.

After all, it's only five o'clock in the morning.

When the two arrived at their destination, the glass door of the studio was already open, and in the living room with bright and clean windows, a short-haired man in sportswear was swiping his phone boredly.

"Xiaoxuan, have you been waiting here for a long time?"

As soon as Zhang Ziming opened his mouth, the man turned his eyes slightly sideways, and the first glance fell on Luo Shifang, with a look of surprise on his face.

"What's the point of coming early so that I can see my little brother as soon as possible?"

Ning Xuan has a cunning and beautiful fox face. If it weren't for the thick saber eyebrows and tall muscular figure that suppress the charm brought by this face, I'm afraid it will make people subconsciously defensive and jealous.

But contrary to his slightly lazy tone is the look of scrutiny in his eyes.

Ning Xuan was scanning Luo Shifang from top to bottom, judging and scoring in his mind. This was a habit formed subconsciously by him after interviewing countless artists and trainees.

Perfect bone appearance, excellent skin appearance, no knives... perfect appearance.

Nine head to body proportions, full muscles, smooth lines... perfect body shape.

Correct posture, hunchback without chest, and steady footwork... Full marks for manners.

With a firm demeanor, star-like eyes, and imposing appearance...the temperament is perfect.

To exaggerate, he is a peerless handsome guy that even straight men can't handle.

Five seconds later, Ning Xuan frowned: "Very good! I've watched all your videos. Brother Shifang is still practicing martial arts, so the dance part should be fine, and the vocal part will be assessed separately later. As perfect as my brother The seedlings have never been seen before, and I can teach one-on-one for free."

It was said that Zhang Ziming stood in front of Luo Shifang like an old hen, for fear that his artist would be deceived by the other party.

"You are too dangerous, you should leave, I will pay you... But you agreed to give me a [-]% discount, this cannot be changed!"

"Puchi~ Do you think I'm a water chicken who can make a lot of trouble outside at any time? Xiaobian, do you know that I earn five figures a day? That's why you're so annoying, suspicious, and always confuse your feelings with others. It’s really a foul-smelling businessman’s face to equate money with money~”

Ning Xuan and Zhang Ziming had a long relationship. The two had been at the same table since junior high school. During the high school entrance examination, they entered the key high school together and were assigned to the same class and became the same table. Later, they even applied for the same art school. College, the two are not only in the same class but also roommates in the same dormitory.

From the outside, these two people seem to be the type with extremely bad compatibility, but after more than ten years of getting along day and night, even if they didn't like each other at first, their relationship now is absolutely unmatched.

It can be said that the two know each other better than themselves.

Unlike Zhang Ziming who planned to be behind the scenes from the beginning, Ning Xuan is very self-disciplined about his appearance and has a talent for dancing. If he does more exposure activities, he is probably at least a second-tier artist now.

It's a pity that Ning Xuan was unlucky. She went to a company with a good reputation as a trainee in college, but because she looked in line with the manager's aesthetics, she was almost caught by the unspoken rules. Since then, he has been completely disappointed in the entertainment industry and quit the company. The company opened Wuxiang Studio and it was a great success.

During Ning Xuan's most difficult period five years ago, it was Zhang Ziming who contributed money and effort to help, which kept Wuxiang Studio from closing down.

Therefore, Ning Xuan originally planned to contract all the expenses of Luo Shifang's training, but Zhang Ziming felt that his brothers should also settle accounts clearly. After several rounds of bargaining between the two parties, the two set the price at [-]% off the original price.

In fact, it was the former who unified the caliber of his subordinates, temporarily changed the network data, and gave a lower discount.

"I don't know what kind of shit luck you have with your little glasses. When you get frustrated at work and go for a walk outside, you can always bring back a top-quality seedling. Before you officially debut, you have been on the trending searches several times. Your future is limitless!"

Zhang Ziming smiled bitterly: "That's a long story."

Who would have thought that the first time he encountered a ghost in his life would be extremely dangerous, and he almost died in the lake as a scapegoat. If Luo Shifang hadn't rescued him, he would have sunk to the bottom of the lake and died silently. If his body is found, it will also be classified as a suicide.

Ning Xuan: "I'll just call you Shifang, don't you mind? You can call me Brother Xuan, or you can call me 'Xiaoxuan' after Xiao Glasses. We're all on our own so we won't fix those fake things."

Luo Shifang showed a polite smile: "Brother Xuan, I haven't danced or learned how to sing, so I will trouble you later."

"You're quite modest, come on! Since there's no one here, let's go directly to the dance studio. I'm not worried about your basic skills either. I'm an expert and I'll know that you're walking abnormally."

Contrary to the impression given by the appearance, Ning Xuan has a warm attitude, a sincere tone, and a generous demeanor after identifying Luo Shifang as her own.

Wuxiang studio has three floors, the first floor is responsible for office work, the second floor is the dance practice room and lounge, and the third floor is the vocal room and Ning Xuan's office.

The three of them went up to the second floor and entered the largest dance practice room.

The dance room is well-equipped with mirrors on all sides. Ning Xuan turned on the lights and air conditioner, and the room was immediately brightened.

Zhang Ziming consciously sat on the ground and watched.

Ning Xuan: "Let's warm up first?"

"Don't be so troublesome, it's already in the best condition."

Luo Shifang shook his head. His zhenqi flowed through his limbs, and his body had already adapted to the flow of zhenqi. Therefore, except for special situations, he maintained his best condition in his daily life.

"Well, people who practice martial arts are really extraordinary." Ning Xuan shrugged, "Splitting is a basic skill, and it should be a pediatric skill for you. Do you know other skills?"

"Well, I have observed the dance moves in TV shows these days, and found that it is not difficult."

Luo Shifang kicked easily, and it was a standard standing split.

Then he put his arms on his waist without moving, kicked one leg back easily, and easily performed the dancing king pose in yoga and dancing postures. The posture is very standard.

Ning Xuan subconsciously shouted "I'll go".

Because Luo Shifang can maintain his body balance without grabbing his ankle with his hands, and it looks very easy. He even raised the toe of the other foot to add a bit of difficulty to this action.

Undoubtedly, the opponent's flexibility, balance, and control over the body have reached a height that ordinary people can't match.

After a while, Luo Shifang made an arch bridge without changing his face, made a big character horse with his palms on the ground, bent his waist back to almost ninety degrees when doing the splits, and performed the standing posture in ballet movements, even Air splits...

Dance and martial arts are similar, and generally speaking, the latter is more difficult to practice than the former.

Luo Shifang is a genius in individual skills, even if it is difficult for others to see, he can easily achieve it.

"Okay, what you need is only choreography, not a dance teacher. In terms of qualifications, your body's flexibility and balance are better than mine. I wonder if the other party is sent by another studio. assassin!"

Ning Xuan complained and wiped off her cold sweat.

Even though Zhang Ziming had greeted him a long time ago and said not to treat Luo Shifang as an ordinary person, it now appears that he still underestimated people.

He said: "Come upstairs, let me take a brief look at your timbre and range, and let you get acquainted with the environment of the recording studio by the way."

Zhang Ziming was puzzled.

"Wait...you don't specialize in dancing, when did you start playing music?"

"Please, I was an excellent trainee in the past, and now I'm the boss of an arts training studio. I always need to learn something in case I need it." Ning Xuan twirled the orchid with her hands, and flicked it with a "crack" On the other person's forehead, "Little Glasses, don't underestimate me, OK?"

Zhang Ziming touched his forehead and hissed in pain.

Going up to the third floor, various musical instruments and electronic equipment are placed inside and outside the recording room, bundles of 4A papers are neatly stacked on the table, comparable to the desks of senior high school students, and the overall atmosphere is serious enough to be compared with the classrooms of senior high school students. Call Luo Shifang dazzled.

But he doesn't need to try recording for the time being, that will be a later training.

Ning Xuan sat in front of a piano and gave instructions:

"You can try whatever notes I play later, okay? I won't stop in the middle. I'll use a slow common melody, and tell me what it is when I'm done."

This is a simple test of one's overall pitch.

Luo Shifang thought for a while, and asked seriously, "Do you want to use all your strength?"

"Use!" Ning Xuan was firm in her attitude and tone.

"……?etc!"

As soon as Zhang Ziming heard Luo Shifang's question, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped it.

He moved quickly, but he didn't notice a wire under his feet, and he rushed towards Ning Xuan like a hungry wolf.

The latter was taken aback, and his fingers accidentally touched a high note located at the end of the piano.

"Ah~!"

A strong wave of sound suddenly exploded in all directions centered on Luo Shifang!

The high-thickness glass specially installed for the music room on the third floor trembled in despair, and was shattered by the sound waves one after another!

The "cracking" sound of shattering glass sounded one after another, and the lingering sound lingered endlessly.

Zhang Ziming: Oh, it's over!