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Chapter 67 Machine Gun Dance
In the House of the Wild, Martin changed into his dance costume, stretched his body, and came to the backstage exit surrounded by a group of handsome men.

Hart seemed particularly excited: "Dad Martin, we finally waited for you to come on stage. It was not easy." He came to the front of the circular stage, as if facing countless audiences: "The king is about to ascend his throne!"

Martin strode forward, standing on the circular stage for the first time. He ignored Hart and Carrington and turned to look at the side of the stage: "Annie?"

The middle-aged woman named Annie is from the Savannah Academy of the Arts and is a professional choreographer who has worked with House of the Beast. This time, she was hired by the crew to serve as a dance director.

She asked, "Have you ever practiced dancing?"

Martin said: "When I was young, I practiced disco and hip-hop, just playing around on my own."

It goes without saying that the floating extras are very chaotic, and dancing is a great way to pick up girls.

Annie asked someone to turn on the music: "Let me see your sense of rhythm and flexibility."

Martin followed the beat of the music and performed a short disco piece that he had practiced in his previous life.

"Your sense of rhythm is excellent." Anne went on stage: "My body is a bit stiff..."

Martin said: "Before, we just danced blindly without any professional guidance."

Annie circled around him and said, "Your physical condition is very good. If I were given two months, I could train you, but the preparation time is too short."

She had an in-depth discussion with director Benjamin: "I have designed three dances specifically for you."

Martin nodded: "I'm warmed up, let's get started."

The people from the surrounding handsome boy bands all retreated to the backstage, and no one knew what they were doing.

Anne is a choreographer with a lot of ideas: "The first part is called the Zombie Machine Gun Dance. The essence of it is that when the dance reaches its climax, it shakes quickly like a machine gun firing."

She pinched her waist with both hands, twisted her waist and hips, and shook her hips violently.

Martin understood the key to this dance at a glance, it was similar to machine gun firing!

American B-movies, those who understand will understand.

Anne gestured with her hands, asked her assistant to adjust the music, and said to Martin, "Now follow me."

As the music started, Annie stood in front of Martin and said as she performed the movements: "Swing your arms, tilt your head, step your left foot forward, step your right foot on the ground, swing, pounce... OK, do it again!"

Martin did exactly what Anne asked.

After another round, the dance was about to reach its climax. Annie shouted loudly: "Arch your body, stick out your hips, twist your waist and hips, and sprint at your fastest speed and the most violent rhythm!"

Martin leaned his upper body backward and arched his body, as if he was facing Kelly and Louise alone, swinging violently at an extremely fast speed and rhythm!

"Very good!" Annie looked at the exaggerated swing amplitude and rhythm: "Keep it up, like a machine gun shooting!"

When the dance ended, Martin stopped. Because he had practiced and exercised so much in his daily life, he didn't feel any weakness at all in such a large-scale and fast-paced activity.

Anne encouraged loudly: "You are a genius, Martin! You have basically mastered the most essential part of this dance."

Martin was very dedicated and thought of it as special training, which would definitely be useful in the future: "Annie, let's do it again."

Anne nodded: "Music!"

This is not a musical. The dance moves designed by Anne are relatively simple. The finished film will inevitably be rated R, and the dance part will naturally focus on showing the charm of hormones.

Accompanied by the superb part of the dance music, Martin once again sprinted and swayed violently at a fast tempo, like an Avengers machine gun that could never run out of bullets.

After dancing a few times, during a break, Annie whispered, "Your girlfriend must be very happy."

Bruce suddenly appeared from behind: "You don't know? His girlfriend is Earth."

Martin stretched out his middle finger, but it was gently pushed away. He turned around and saw that it was pointing at Robert's big head.

Robert took his hand back, opened a can of Coke and handed it to Martin: "Thank you."

Martin pointed to the table next to him and said, "Put it down first."

Robert was tired and didn't want to explain anymore, so he just shut up. Martin introduced Robert to Anne and said he was going to play the role of the club owner.

Anne said, "You have a dance, I'll show you the prototype of the dance later."

Robert pointed at himself and asked, "I want to dance too? I'll scare the audience like this."

Anne asked her assistant to bring the laptop and played a music video in which a girl was dancing.

"This is a French song that was just released this spring." She briefly introduced: "This dance is very charming and spiritual."

Martin distinguished carefully and vaguely remembered: "This singer seems to be Alizee from France."

Anne nodded: "Yes, that's her!" She looked at Robert: "It's a perfect dance. You performed it on the stage and the effect was explosive."

Robert wiped the sweat from his big head: "How is it possible!"

Anne said, "Benjamin said this is a comedy and that contrasts bring out the comedy."

"Why is it suitable for me?" Robert couldn't imagine.

Martin pointed at the screen, then at him, and said in Robert's words: "She has a big forehead, and you also have a big forehead, a perfect match!"

Robert thought of the hard-earned role and gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll do it!"

Martin checked the time and asked Anne, "Shall we continue?"

Anne handed the laptop to Robert: "Look at it several times."

The dance music started again and Martin continued to practice the machine gun dance.

Bruce stood next to Robert, his hands in his pockets. When he saw the superb dancing part, he suddenly said, "I now believe that this piece of stinky shit managed to convince the producer with his hard power."

Robert was confused: "What hard power?"

Bruce said: "It's better for you not to know, it's easy to feel inferior."

By the afternoon, the first zombie machine gun dance came to an end. After Annie taught Robert some disassembly moves to increase body flexibility, she took Martin to familiarize himself with the second dance.

"This is a group dance." Annie described it vividly: "It's called a group of demons dancing wildly."

“That doesn’t sound right to me,” Martin said.

As an artist, Anne was serious: "You'll understand after you see it."

She yelled towards the backstage entrance: "Beautiful ladies, come out!"

"father!"

Almost uniform voices rang out, and eighteen tall and strong "beauties" in stockings ran onto the stage, spread out into a circle, surrounded Martin and Anne, and led by two blonde beauties, rushed over in a sliding kneeling posture.

At first glance, flowers are blooming!

Looking closely, Martin was stunned. These stinky pieces of shit were wearing long wigs, prosthetic clothes and long stockings, and had furry tails.

Some of them didn’t even shave!

Like a flower.

"Today is just practice," Annie explained.

Martin couldn't deny it: "It's really a riot of demons."

I can only say that this is really a horror zombie comedy.

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