Chapter 30

The weather was getting hotter.

Although there was an air conditioner in the dance room, it seemed that if they danced four or five times, their chests and backs would be soaked with sweat.

Pei Ruye wore an oversize’s wide white coat all the time, occasionally swinging twice to the rhythm, and even his breathing frequency didn’t change after dancing.

Huoren observed him quietly and faintly found out where the reason was.

Teacher Pei didn’t put extra force, and the control of his whole body muscles was so precise that it didn’t consume any energy.

Relax and pause. The muscles from fingertips to legs were as smooth as a shark swimming.

Huoren thought that there was no limit to his physical strength.

Teacher Wei secretly revealed it to them during the intermission.

“One time, Teacher Pei led us to a foreign concert to dance, not only for five hours from beginning to end, but also to the gym before going to bed at night to continue lifting – fuck, his stamina is no joke!”

Pei sounded like a monster.

Teacher Pei noticed the eyes of a student looking at him a little troubled, so he taught him the basic movements of Poppin with an electronic pen in one hand.

“The core of popping is the vibration.” Pei Ruye played a piece of music and gave him advice on the rhythm.

“Locking, which we learned a few weeks ago, has a strong performance and relies on fast arm movements that require hip relaxation and leg flexibility.” The man took a step forward and unzipped until his collarbone was half exposed. “The element of locking is the fast movement with a sudden stop, so that the limbs can be a chain. Popping requires your muscles to contract quickly and cause vibrations.”

He reached out in front of his chest with his fingertips. Then, his whole chest instantly shrinked and vibrated, making clean movements.

The tip of his finger seemed to be unaffected by his chest, changing the speed of the chest and continuing to contract. His chest and lower abdomen were all like the beat of the drum, varied in amplitude and vibrated back, and in a matter of seconds he completed a whole set of movements.

Pei Ruye hooked back his chest. The motor-like vibration spread from the chest to the lower arm to the upper arm and then to the finger, following the direction of the fingertips all the way to the thigh, as if controlling the current to control every muscle of the body.

“This is the first movement to learn today, popping.”

He disassembled all the technical parts and explained them one by one.

Walkout, to perform a cross-step dislocation movement like a separation of the body.

Waving, moving like a wave.

Twist, it allows the human body to twist and dance like a block by moving forward and backward at the same time with different joints.

Longjia jumped next to him and suddenly wondered, “What’s the difference between Robot and Puppet?”

Pei Ruye turned off the accompaniment and explained that it was a kind of mechanical dance, which could be understood literally.

“This is robot.” He passed sideways and walked forward. He was so smooth and natural in the first second. Suddenly, his limbs were stiff like being controlled by a slow computer program. They were deliberately stagnated when stepping down and lifting their hands, and Pei Ruye turned into a robot with facial expressions in a second.

“This is puppet。”. Stepping forward, the robot turned into a loose marionette.

The joints in the calf and shoulder of the arm seemed to be being controlled by a string. When they were lifted, his fingers were completely uncontrolled and swayed randomly along the gravity change.

When he lifted his leg again, his body vibrated due to the inertia given by the string, and the different parts of the body remained relaxed and tense in an incredible harmony.

Even without a complete dance, Teacher Pei’s movements were as beautiful as natural works of art.

Huoren’s back was cold.

How many hits do I have to get to learn this?

Pei Ruye saw Huoren’s complex expression after the demonstration and snapped his fingers: “It’s not difficult, start with the basic skills.”

Fortunately, if he learned the basic movements, he wouldn’t be beaten. He would often be corrected by having his chest, waist and legs touched.

Wei Jie’s hands inflicted too much pain. Sometimes, Bo Jue felt as if his bones were breaking, making him continue to learn with a miserable face, until the pain was too bad to handle.

At this stage, Pei Ruye chose to stand by and watch. After a few small periods of practice, he was surprised and said, “Are you avoiding Teacher Wei?”

“I didn’t mean to hide from him,” Xie Lianyun said bravely: “If I’m touched in sensitive areas like thighs and waist, I just do that unconsciously.”

Pei Ruye frowned, “Wei Jie, you haven’t desensitized them before, have you?”

“Several of them were not in class before.”

“Shame affects the speed of learning.” Pei Ruye turned off the music again and looked serious. “During the break time, you two hugg each other for five minutes and don’t let go of your ten fingers.”

Xie Lianyun thought he had heard it wrong: “We, hugging each other?”

“You guys are a boy group and you are going to dance countless times together.” Pei Ruye murmured, “Let alone hugging each other, there will be all kinds of gestures from the eyes to the body that can give sexual hints to all companions and audiences.”

It was even less likely to be open to the audience if there was a sense of shame between the group mates.

The man’s voice was cold and every word was harsh.

“Now that you’ve decided to be an idol, don’t have any more reservations about yourself. From today on, do desensitization in between classes so you get used to each other.”

At this time, he happened to be called, and Pei Ruye threw a look at Wei Jie and turned straight out of the dance room.

“All right,” clapped Wei Jie, “you two hold hands and keep to the tempo.”

Bo Jue stood next to Xie Lianyun, and the two people had a troubled face.

Then, one tried to grab the other’s shoulder and bounced off quickly as soon as he touched it.

“… You two look like you want to fight” Wei Jie used a magazine to bang their heads: “Hands! Hold your hands!”

Xie Lianyun stopped holding Bo Jue’s hands and took a deep breath: “Five minutes, it will be over in five minutes.”

“Do not resist accepting somebody else’s body.” Teacher Wei kept chattering next to him: “This method looks strange but it does work. You have to get rid of the shame and dance- can you relax and stop staring at each other?”

Longjia held Mei Shengyao’s hand, Mei was now 1.60 meters tall, and there was no psychological pressure.

Longjia’s arms made the blonde boy to go around in circles: “Woah–“

Huoren didn’t expect this to happen. When he saw Chi Ji, he even unconsciously took a step back.

He had never been in close contact with anyone.

Bo Jue and Xie Lianyun hadn’t learned to dance much before, and he wasn’t much better himself..

“I’m sorry.” Looking at Jiji, he unconsciously apologized because of his sweaty palms.

“Just relax.” Jiji opened his hand and said, “Let’s hold hands.”

Chi Ji’s hands were so soft that they felt like clouds.

Huoren was so nervous that his pupils narrowed slightly that he hugged him awkwardly and stiffly.

Jiji was in a completely relaxed state and gently held his hand back.

He was calm and peaceful, and could even convey the same tranquility to Huoren through physical feeling, making the other person unconsciously begin to relax.

I think… It’s not that strange.

“That’s right– that’s it, Xiao Chi,” said Teacher Wei, who kept his stance of persuading at all times and helped Bo Jue with his waist long hair: “Look at Chi Ji, he is doing well and usually is perfect performing on stage.”

“That’s because he hasn’t reached puberty yet.” Whispered Bo Jue.

“That’s not it,” Xie Lianyun continued to hug him stiffly while explaining “He grew up in England, so it’s obvious why he can stand up this”

“Why?” Bo Jue wondered. “Is it that amazing to have performed in musicals?”

“Man, feeling shame isn’t innate, is it? It’s learned” Xie Lianyun said with disgust: “Abroad, kissing is as natural as eating and drinking water. Do you think this kind of thing exists in the Asian culture?”

“…？”

Huoren heard this breath and suddenly began to realize.

Xiao Chi could lure the audience crazy on the stage because he has a kind of ‘naked’ innocence.

As pure as growing up in Eden, he was able to switch seamlessly between the two extremes.

That wasn’t a gift.

At the end of the dance class, five of them said goodbye to the two teachers one after another and Huoren stayed.

Assistant Zhang trotted all the way to hand over ice cream to Boss Pei. When he saw him, he smiled and waved.

“What could be wrong that the leader has to come to me?” Pei Ruye tore the wrapping paper of the chocolate cone and dipped his finger, causing some to fall out.

“Teacher,” Huoren lowered his head and said straight out: “I’m too far away.”

“You’re not even getting a C on your grade as you are right now.” Pei Ruye calmed down and said, “At least you know it.”

“Teacher, how can I practice?” The teenager looked up at him with a wild look in his eyes: “I’m the leader and I can’t put the dance moves off.”

Teacher Wei unconsciously wanted to open his mouth. He had more free time and could usually help with extra classes.

But the man walked to Huoren first and took out a spare key card from his pocket.

It was as if Pei had prepared everything in advance as if he had expected Huoren to ask him that.

“This is the keycard to the 16th floor.” Pei Ruye stared at his eyes: “Me and my team often dance at 8 p.m. and you can come anytime.”

Huoren grabbed the key and bowed without saying a word.

When he went far away, Wei Jie hesitated to say, “Teacher Pei, the way you dance is very intense, what if he gets hurt?”

The child was going through an irregular development period, so an injury could be dangerous.

Pei Ruye glanced at the direction Huoren had left.

“I’m going to be there, why would he be hurt?”

2

Huoren had no idea that he would get the card.

He originally walked out quickly, unconsciously speeding up to the upstairs, and ran back to his room to turn on the computer.

Who on earth is Pei Ruye and why is he so strong?

When Huoren typed the name in the search engine, he felt guilty and nervous in just a few seconds.

He didn’t feel like he should inquire about the teacher’s resume, but every time he saw Pei Ruye dance, he yearned for the certainty and strength of him.

Pei Ruye was so bright that Huoren didn’t seem to have the right to look up.

Results jumped out quickly.

[Ruya Pei]: King of Urban, Founder of XV dance troupe, Founder of XV media, Director of SPF Entertainment, …

They are all unfamiliar words.

There were only a few words relevant on the page, and the photos weren’t clear.

Huoren went to a foreign page and continued to read official reports from other media.

His vocabulary was completely good and he found all the information he needed in just a few minutes.

Urban wasn’t a single type of dance, but a form of dance that combines countless kinds of dance with choreography.

It was about the same as mastering all dances, and Pei Ruye was also honored as the king of Urban.

His parents were Chinese Hollywood producers and well-known screenwriters who learned to dance at the millennium dance complex studio in Los Angeles at the age of four, won grand slams at global competitions at the age of eleven, and started producing music videos and live stage choreography at the age of thirteen.

At the age of 17, he founded his own independent dance troupe and media company with the support of his parents and began to perform at concerts of many famous singers around the world.

He was now a special judge at the old Global Grand Prix.

Every line just wrote about him like a legend.

It was no wonder that Wei Jie looked at him just like the patriarch who looks at his bowl of rice.

The development of street dance was slow, and there was no proper competition ten years ago. Four years ago, Pei Ruye led his own company back to open up new markets, not only participating in the establishment of a game of rules competition arena, but also leading street dancers to break through old shackles and expand the influence and commerciality of their art.

It’s already 2010, and even primary school students do street dance.

Huoren clenched the door card all the way as his brain exploded.

Teacher Pei, who turned 20 this year, was now at the top of the list…

Is Corona his next work?

Huoren breathed roughly and, inexplicably, his eyes lit up.

Pei Ruye had almost everything he yearned for.

He was mature.

Asian boys developed later and looked like children when they were fifteen.

Pei Ruye lived in the United States for a long time. He was tall, had a strong face and enjoyed his general precociousness in Los Angeles.

He had freedom, strength, and calmness.

Huoren shut down the website and sat alone for a long time, taking out another blank A4 paper to redo the timetable.

The time spent playing the piano and guitar in the evening had been moved until dusk. From now on, he would dance at 8 pm.

In the evening, he went to the 16th floor half an hour earlier.

When the six people that form Corona came during the day, there were usually few people inside and outside the hall, and it was so empty that it seemed that there were many other lounges and dance rooms designed.

But when he came back at night, it was like a bar.

The black and Latin American dancers mingled in the crowd as they warmed up and talked in several languages.

Pei Ruye was beside the railing, leaning against another beautiful woman with a concave shape.

Huoren took a quick step when he saw them.

“You came early?” Pei Ruye took him into the beehive-like glass dance room.

He explained a few words quickly in English as the leader, and there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

“Everyone is nice, don’t worry too much.”

Pei Ruye stretched out his muscles twice and told everyone to divide into two rows before they officially started and began to talk about protection measures without delay.

Knee, waist, spine, wrist…

“Don’t take risks for the time being trying the movements I haven’t taught you yet.” Pei Ruye reached out and rubbed his head: “I want to teach you privately later.”

“Isaac, you’re being so nice to this boy” The black guy next to them smiled, “Is he part of your family?”

“Cain,” Pei Ruye’s spirit showed in his eyes: “Corona’s leader.”

Huoren followed them and danced until twelve thirty.

When he went up to the 17th floor, he was soaked and found that the living room’s light was still lit.

Everyone glanced at him: ‘Huohuo is back!’

“How was it? Teacher Wei said you went to dance with Teacher Pei?” Jiji was curious.

“It was okay when we warmed up but… It couldn’t keep up at all.” Huoren said sullenly. “It’s because of my bad basics.”

“I cheer up for tomorrow! You’ll get better if you practice more!” Jiji gave him a big hug: “Get some rest, Huohuo.”

“Why haven’t you slept yet?”

“Longjia and I are doing abs.” The long hair of Bo Jue was messy on the yoga mat: “We have to prepare for the weighting the day after tomorrow.”

These days, they had tons of protein powder every day, and they didn’t even want to read those words ever again.

Teacher Hao was all smiles when he was not in class. As soon as he entered the instrument area, hia personality changed.

“This is a rowing machine, not a water machine! Stop and row again! Do not bend your arms when the dumbbell is raised flat! Do it ten times more!!

The old man roared like bears in the mountains, making it difficult for the people downstairs, because they could hear everything.

“Look at the mirror! Look at your abs!”

“Teacher, I don’t have abs…”

“That’s why you have to practice!! Fifty more times!!”

By Friday, the six had to take turns weighing their body fat.

Electronic devices were becoming smarter these days, and muscle and fat levels could be detected clearly by electromagnetic films.

“You have to keep going, Xie Lianyun.” The doctor, wearing a mask, wrote down the data and didn’t lift his head: “This week there is no need to be a penalty. Continue to control your sugar.”

“Bo Jue, Mei Shengyao, you’re fatter than last week, so your penalty is standing for one hour.”

Bo Jue & Mei Shengyao: “Teacher-“

“It’s no use saying ‘teacher’.”

It had become a habit for them to stand still together.

It was early spring when the first penalty was imposed, and summer was approaching.

When Huoren accompanied them downstairs, he saw that the rest weren’t there, so he thought they were getting some water.

Mei Shengyao stood at the door with his head down to greet the guest: “Leader, I was greedy, and I ate an extra buttercake that day.”

Bo Jue had tied his long hair, and looked at the sparrows jumping without any expression.

The sound of a guitar suddenly was heard.

Longjia was holding a guitar and went to them. Xie Lianyun was behind with a violin in his hand and smiled.

Bo Jue couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud: “You guys are really quite something.”

“Houhuo, play one!” Longjia handed the guitar to him, “It’s boring to just stand, so play something.”

Huoren was a little restrained at the beginning, but he played along with a bright smile on his face.

Chi Ji played the harmonica on tiptoes and swayed according to the rhythm.

“You really got to practice more, Huohuo” said Bo Jue, who was too lazy to continue to pretend not to care with his hands pointing at him and laughing: “Give me that.”

The silver-blue guitar landed in his hand and began to tune it.

His ten glorious pianist fingers touched the wire string as if he were giving life to the instrument.

It didn’t look like he was playing the guitar. He had the ancient temperament of the East from tone to tune. He swayed happily.

Several teachers just passed by there and it was no surprise to them to see the six of them.

“Did you tune it to imitate a Pipa?” Longjia was surprised.

“Listen again.” ” Bo Jue looked at him, and his fingers were rushing to show the colorful music like pearls and jades.

“It’s a liuqin lute.” Xie Lianyun pulled the bow in his hand, and improvised to play with him.

A liuqin’s tone was round and unrestrained, and it was especially important to pay attention to the plucking method and strength when imitating the tone with a guitar.

Shaking his long hair, Bo Jue was too lazy to look at the strange eyes of passers-by in the distance. The ten fingers pinching the string were smooth. The clear music overlapped with the violin sound, which made them feel unspeakably happy.

He scraped his fingernails and the guitar turned back from the sound of Liuqin, as if the Asian beauty had temporarily changed the place to Florence. Now, he had switched to flamenco.

Xie Lianyun’s chin was a bit stiff, and his gestures changed at the same time. During the whole process, he improvised the solo tune from classical music to Spanish folk music, and also temporarily changed the tone, making his eyes to be provocative and excited.

Huoren helped him with his glasses: “Slow down, your glasses are about to fall.”

Jiang Shu talked to the board of directors in the conference room on the third floor. Suddenly, he heard the music of a stringed instrument and thought it was some child.

“Where’s the security? Go and see who’s messing around under there!”

The security guard went downstairs and upstairs, and the noise outside the window didn’t stop.

“Boss Jiang,” said the security guard as he rubbed his hands, “they’re your trainees…”

Jiang Shu looked inexplicable: “Are they doing their punishment together under the building?”

“Yes… playing guitar and harmonica…” The security guard said, “Then, should I shoo them away?”

As soon as Uncle Jiang shook his hands and pushed the cigarette out, he grinded his teeth and said, “These brats!”

Not long after the second quarter, the first quarter report card came.

All five of them got above C and C for dancing except for Bo Jue.

Xiao Chi got an A+ on vocal, and a B+ for dance.

Longjia got A for physical shape and fitness, and three Bs for the rest.

When internal affairs issued this report card, he still held the lollipop that Xie Lianyun gave him in his mouth, and said vaguely: “As you got a passing score in the dance, you can sign up to go to Qingxi Road to participate in the audition, and I can help you make an appointment for the song.”

Mei Shengyao looked disappointed when he asked the day: “I have a dentist appointment that day… I can’t go.”

Chi Ji also shook his head, “I have to go back to England temporarily and come back on Tuesday.”

Inexplicably, Bo Jue sighed with relief.

Internal Affairs had an alternative song list and they looked at it: ‘Oh? There’s just one popular song left for a trio. Why don’t you three try it?

Huoren looked at Longjia and said subconsciously, “What is the name of the song?”

“Kiss me.” The person in charge of internal affairs laughed. “Which one of you wants to be the center?’