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Chapter 423 Rehearsal

Jinling, Xuanwu Lake.

At 10 o'clock noon, after three hours of running, the bus arrived in Jinling and drove directly to a small park square on the bank of Xuanwu Lake not far from the railway station.

Qin Youyuan was already waiting there early, while his girlfriend Xu Xiaoman and Jing Xiu were going to do hair and go shopping.

After getting off the expressway, Song Jing headed straight to the Nanqi Motor Show Performance Hall tomorrow.

She will discuss with the person in charge of the organizer to turn Zhao Changan's solo singing into a dance performance in the form of a dance.

A group of girls got off the car laughing and laughing, each dressed up in a colorful manner.

Because they had been in the car for three hours, they had read the simple dance music book posted by Qi Xiaoqin and listened to Zhao Changan's a cappella singing in the SLR machine.

I was discussing and familiarizing myself along the way, looking for rhythm and steps.

"Girls participating in the performance, gather!"

Qi Xiaoqin clapped her hands and summoned the staff to gather.

The rehearsal begins immediately.

"When you walk slowly past my eyes, time seems to be frozen at this moment. Suddenly I see the color of life, not as cold as indifferent as in the past."

Zhao Changan's a cappella was recorded in advance in the single-player machine. Qin Youyuan and several people from the music club practiced playing against the music score.

A group of girls practiced familiarizing themselves with the rhythm and pace and danced lightly and brightly in the small square.

Because it was a weekend and a good weather for spring, the small square was quickly surrounded by people.

Zhao Changan just sang this song "You know" not long ago in the big playground, and the onlookers were talking about it. Why have you never heard it?

After listening to it several times, some audiences have already sang along, which feels catchy and very nice.

Sun Yiyang, Zhao Chang'an, Gui Yajun, several boys from the dance club, and several girls who did not participate in the performance sat and watched.

"Lingling ~"

At almost twelve o'clock noon, Song Jing called over.

"In principle, the organizer agrees, but it needs to see the results. Then we will discuss whether it can be paid and the remuneration issues."

"Okay, if you can do it, you can do it, but if you don't, you will think that I'm going outing in the spring."

Zhao Changan was too far apart.

"We only have one standard room there. I'm tired and I'm going to sleep for a while. You guys come here at 4 pm to make sure about this."

"A standard room? It's so stingy!"

There were some association scenes that were not suitable for children in Zhao Changan's head. I felt a little regretful. If I had known it, I would not have joined the dance club.

He said with a smacking mouth: "I understand. We will arrive before 4 pm and contact us when the time comes; you can eat something."

"You don't need to worry so much!"

Song Jing on the other side of the phone was unhappy: "Take good care of your little girlfriends, don't make any sugar-coated shells with me."

Hang up the phone.

"It's hard to touch fools these days, they are all more savvy than the other."

Zhao Changan, who hung up the phone, shook his head with a wry smile.

——

Seeing Qi Xiaoqin and the others resting halfway, Zhao Changan walked over and told her the news.

"No problem, Zhao Changan, you are so dark."

Qi Xiaoqin smiled and complained: "We have to spend all day in it today!"

At first, Zhao Chang'an said it simply, but yesterday, Qi Xiaoqin and the others followed Zhao Chang'an's requirements, "step the rhythm and walk casually, walk back and forth, left and right, and walk brighter and more modern." When designing carefully.

I only realized that it is not that simple!

But to a certain extent, dance clubs also need such challenges and practical opportunities.

So the girls all rehearsed for nearly two hours, and their tired pink faces were covered in sweat, but none of them were lazy and complaining.

To put it more realistic, there were five or six potential competitors waiting to replace them in the shade of the trees, each of whom was full of desire and eager to come up.

"Why go and have a rest? I think you have practiced very well and can just take it on the court."

Zhao Changan was also hungry and made suggestions.

"That's because you look pretty good, and there are many details inside. Now it's not coordinated. Once you wear clothes, a person's turn is half a beat slower, and even the height of the hand waving is wrong, it's very conspicuous, not to mention that there are so many details."

Qi Xiaoqin shook her head and refused: "You want some lunch boxes to come, don't be too rich, just light," she said.

She thought for a while: "Just just rice and stir-fried lettuce, so there should be less oil, and don't have green onions, ginger, garlic, chili peppers, etc., and each person will have another small bowl of seaweed and egg soup."

"You will make the hotel owner scold you like this. If everyone in the world is like the girls in your dance club, all the hotels in the world will have to go bankrupt."

Zhao Changan didn't want to see the bosses' cold faces and complained: "Why would you add two fried chicken legs, braised beef, roasted pigeons, etc. for each of you? Don't be polite to me."

"roll!"

Qi Xiaoqin felt that the last name of Zhao Changan reported was possible to tease her.

He didn't politely laugh and scolded him at all, clapping his hands and going back: "Girls, we're starting the rehearsal!"

Zhao Changan drove Sun Yiyang to find a hotel that was willing to make these dozens of white rice, stir-fried lettuce, seaweed egg soup.

"Old Zhao, are you for Tang Shuang or Qi Xiaoqin?"

Sun Yiyang's face was full of curiosity and admiration: "You are really challenging."

"Apart from the little things that men and women have in your mind, you can't be more noble. Thinking that we are supporting each other and making progress together?"

"I'm cheating!"

Sun Yiyang obviously didn't believe it.

"Haha, believe it or not."

Zhao Changan really didn't talk nonsense to Sun Yiyang this time. His thoughts and actions this time were just accidental thoughts and they immediately implemented them strongly.

Charter a car, stay in a hotel, make hair, eighteen sets of ethnic skirts, high heels,—

Zhao Changan probably had to spend all of this money on his singing income last night, except for paying dividends to Song Jing and paying taxes, all the remaining money.

That's it, it may not even be enough.

But in his opinion, these expenses are very worth it!

To put it further, many relationships, people's love networks, and good reputations that you may use in the future are accumulated little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.

Accumulate and make a fortune.

To put it more closely, now that the school has spared no effort to support Yinanmei, he cannot keep his head shrank and pretend to be cowardly and make a fortune.

Instead, we should actively participate in various positive affairs of the school and feed back to the school in various forms.

In this way, teachers, classmates, and school leaders also see it in all aspects of the school and can form a benign operation with one nanometer.

Some things are incompatible.

However, there are many connections between them, and they can only be understood but not explained clearly.

It's boring to say it.

Zhao Changan took Sun Yiyang and asked three hotels in a row, only one of them was willing to take over.

Then, the two shamelessly ordered a few hard dishes, drank Budweiser beer, and waited while eating.

Zeng Xiaoxiao also called, and the four of them had to go to the conference hall to meet up until three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Jing Xiu's hair has not been finished yet, but he has bought a set of clothes first, which will definitely surprise you when the time comes. Huh~"
Chapter completed!
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