Because he joined halfway, the class ended very quickly.
What was more humane was that this half of the class did not count as class hours.
Zhao Xiaosu's initial sense of shame had disappeared. Instead, he was getting more and more frightened.
Ever since he transmigrated, he had underestimated this world.
Sometimes, when one looked at a leaf, one would always think that they had seen the entire world.
Liszt was gone for the piano, and Paganini was gone for the violin.
The familiar gods of the modern music industry were nowhere to be seen.
It was hard for Zhao Xiaosu to feel nervous.
She felt that it was only a matter of time before she became famous.
After the class, Zhao Xiaosu sat quietly in a corner, deep in thought.
It was just a dance class!
Half a class lasted about 50 minutes.
He could already easily discover the dance background contained in Sister Liu.
To those who couldn't dance, it might not be obvious.
However, in the eyes of professionals, the hidden details were impeccable.
Perhaps it was just a natural turn, but there were countless basic skills behind it, as well as the corresponding tens of thousands of practices.
Reaching the heavens in one step was indeed too much!
Zhao Xiaosu thought confidently.
What he needed now was a true change from a hobby to a profession. He needed to truly increase his basic skills and foundation.
Sister Liu saw that Zhao Xiaosu seemed to be deep in thought and was a little curious.
He took out two bottles of water from the corner and handed one to Zhao Xiaosu.
"What's wrong? Zhao Xiaosu? What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, oh, nothing."
Zhao Xiaosu came back to her senses, thanked Sister Liu, and took the water.
"Can you tell me why you chose to learn belly dancing?”
Zhao Xiaosu answered without hesitation.
"Because it's not popular, because I don't know much about belly dancing. Dance is something that humans use their bodies to express their emotions and describe music. Although there are many ways to express it, in fact, it's essentially the same.
"Therefore, I feel that if you want to improve and break through, you should try out more styles while maintaining your original foundation. Only by making your elements and styles more abundant can you become a true master.”
Zhao Xiaosu's answer was genuine.
Although he was forced by the system to learn belly dancing and was a little reluctant because of shame, it didn't mean that Zhao Xiaosu had any opinions about belly dancing.
Just like MJ in his previous life, he studied under the founder of Locking, the founder of Popping, the Electric Boogaloos, and so on.
It combined the strengths of various styles such as mechanical dance, lock dance, and knight dance to form its own unique charm and style.
It was precisely because of the successful role model that Zhao Xiaosu's idea of dabbling in a wide range was confirmed.
However, what Sister Liu heard was a completely different feeling.
It was shocking that a seventeen-year-old boy could have such thoughts.
"But shouldn't it be better to master dance? This way, the height will be higher?"
Sister Liu was not in a hurry to agree.
Although what Zhao Xiaosu said was indeed to her liking.
But what level could a seventeen-year-old youth reach?
One would always bite off more than they could chew, and in the end, their talent would be wasted.
"That's why I didn't buy a lot of belly dance classes. In the future, I'll try to learn other styles of dance, but for the current me, these can only be expanded, and I won't devote all my energy to these dances. For the current me, it's indeed better to practice the dance that I'm mainly learning.”
Zhao Xiaosu did not deny it, but humbly accepted Sister Liu's suggestion.
"Of course, it's better to broaden your horizons and accept other types of dances as soon as possible.”
Of course, there were some things that Zhao Xiaosu didn't need to say.
In the future, whether it was music or dance, the trend would be integration.
Of course, not only was fusion extremely difficult, but it was also often criticized.
However, those who succeeded would all become masters.
Since he was here, how could Zhao Xiaosu not want to be a wave rider?
When he left, some of the parents who had been waiting for the class with their children seemed to recognize Zhao Xiaosu and whispered to him.
Even in the future, men who danced belly dance would be called perverts by some people.
There were too many colored glasses.
What about not marrying a Latin-dancing girl?
Something about not being able to marry a girl who danced in the music industry.
It was nothing more than the anger caused by inferiority. After all, pointing at others behind their backs could not only vent negative emotions but also pass time.
Some people even said that belly dancing was so simple, how could one improve their skills and experience?
Zhao Xiaosu didn't care about these amateurs.
Belly dancing was actually called Oriental dancing.
A visual dance composed of dots, lines, and surfaces.
Together with hula and Indian dance, they belonged to the Middle East.
Most of them watched belly dancing and only shook their butts, stomachs, and breasts. They felt that they could do it themselves.
In fact, this technique was considered a western shimmy technique in belly dancing.
There were almost fourteen of them!
Moreover, this was only a small portion.
There were at least nine basic skills in the chest and hip, not to mention the arms, still, rotation, head, and so on. At this time, the compound basic skills extended from the chest and hip were far beyond the imagination of laymen.
After all, only professionals would look at the door, while laymen would just watch the show and point fingers at me.
Did he really think that he could learn the castrated version of belly dance?
......
Time gradually approached the arts examination.
Even Professor Wen had asked about Zhao Xiaosu's situation in the past few days.
Of course, the answer he got was rest assured!
However, Professor Wen felt that something was wrong.
This little fellow usually felt a little lacking in motivation.
However, he suddenly became high-spirited at this time. Could it be that he was up to something?
No! He was overthinking!
With the art examination approaching, this was the right attitude!
......
There were many art examinees, and it was not possible to finish the exam in a short period of time.
Zhao Xiaosu didn't know if he was lucky or not.
The exam was scheduled for the fourth day.
For an exam with a scoring system, it was better to be first than later.
After three days of the exam, the judges would have seen too many geniuses, which would cause the scores to be slightly affected.
In the past three days, Zhao Xiaosu hid in the guesthouse after taking a look at the examination hall and going through the motions a few times.
He had used up all the tickets to the training ground!
He was fully immersed in preparing for the arts examination.
Her parents didn't call her either. They just sent her a text message to remind her not to be nervous.
Having lived two lives, Zhao Xiaosu felt the weight of a father's and a mother's love at this moment.
No matter what, today was the first step to setting sail!
Zhao Xiaosu strode out of the room and looked at the sun in the sky. He narrowed his eyes and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
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