Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 253 Asking for help outside the venue
"The dance was very neat just now. Remember this feeling!"

"Ken, pay attention to your movements. You're not keeping up with the rhythm."

"Sid, it's the other way around..."

During this dance process that was as precise as a surgical knife, Xia Fan still had time to pay attention to his teammates' movements and positioning, and gave them reminders from time to time.

"What a terrible pressure..."

"As expected of a seven-star trainee. I thought he wasn't good at dancing before... He doesn't show off his talent, but he actually has this level of skill?"

Xia Fan's impeccable dance moves not only made him an excellent target for practice, but also created a tense feeling of pressure...

This made everyone subconsciously unwilling to fall behind, and they followed his movements and practiced hard in silence.

……

eight pm.

"Very good, both times just now, both were very good!"

"At this level, once you are familiar with the songs, you can practice them together."

Xia Fan looked back at the dance rehearsal video on the camera and smiled with satisfaction.

The song "Prayer" looks like a singing and dancing stage, but in fact, because it is difficult to sing, it is cleverly designed as a "pseudo singing and dancing".

The choreography is of low difficulty, and the movements are slow and powerful. The actual singing and dancing parts are concentrated in the relatively gentle prelude and chorus.

When it came to the climax where high notes were needed, it was deliberately designed so that four people would take turns moving...

When it is each person's turn to sing solo, they stand still while the others next to them dance.

This clever method provides sufficient breathing time while ensuring the stage effect, and also avoids the trouble of dancing while singing high notes.

Therefore, in terms of dance moves and difficulty of positioning, "Prayer" should be the easiest of the seven pieces.

After practicing from the afternoon to eight o'clock in the evening, Xia Fan's team had already mastered the dance and movements.

"Well, do you want to do it again to consolidate your experience?"

Although his bangs were sticking to his forehead and his T-shirt was already soaked with sweat, Xia Fan still asked his teammates with great energy.

"Hey, we can't compare to a physical monster like you..."

Martin, who was sitting next to him drinking water, smiled bitterly and waved his hand to refuse.

"Let me go, Captain Xia!"

"At this level, I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"

"It's just that, after doing the same movements so many times, I feel like my joints are a bit strained."

The other five people lying on the wooden floor were also wailing.

After getting to know each other, they found that Xia Fan was not as cold and aloof as he looked, nor did he have a strong desire to show off or be utilitarian. Instead, he had a simple, direct, generous and cheerful personality.

Even though he became the "captain", Xia Fan had no intention of "commanding". Instead, he positioned himself as a "serving" person.

Therefore, the other trainees no longer had the initial disdain, jealousy, and defensiveness in their eyes when they looked at Xia Fan...

Only horror remains.

It's like the thrill a new member of a basketball club feels when he sees the gorilla devil captain.

After practicing the theme song, Xia Fan became more accustomed to the rehearsals of this kind of singing and dancing program.

With the help of [Stage Puppet] and [Naked Body], he can use standard low-energy movements and the most abundant physical strength to tirelessly maintain the "marathon rehearsal" like a "perpetual motion machine".

In the eyes of his teammates, Xia Fan has long since changed from a "gifted student" to a "training maniac."

Compared to people who excel because of their talents, people who become stronger through hard work are naturally more likely to be respected.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard, let's stop here for today..."

"When you go back to rest at night, don't forget to listen to the song and focus on the part you are responsible for." After rehearsing for a long time, the seven people finally dragged their tired bodies out of the practice room.

After all, this is only the first day of rehearsal, and it’s not time to fight a war of attrition yet.

"I won't miss you again. I won't miss you like this. Please call my name!"

As soon as I walked out of the door, a high-pitched and ethereal male voice came from the practice room next door...

"The group next door is singing the same song as us..."

"It seems to be Kishi Siya's voice. How scary! Can he also easily perform the high notes of the original tune?"

"I was planning to lower my score by two or three keys, how can I compare with this..."

Looking at the tenor singing in the practice room next door, led by An Ziyao, several trainees looked unhappy.

"The opponent is really strong. I need to think of a way to win the singing part."

Xia Fan scratched his head in distress.

With [Yamagami Yobuko] around, he didn't worry about not being able to reach the high notes. Instead, he had to be careful not to make the sound too high and shatter the audience's eardrums...

However, the performance is a collaborative stage after all, and the performance of teammates is more critical to the overall stage effect.

……

That night, in dormitory 501.

"The teachers on the show were so perfunctory in their instruction to us. I heard that the local trainees were all helping with each move. It was really discriminatory..."

"It's the same here. I can only work out the details myself according to the original stage video..."

"There are people from different countries in a team, so communication is difficult, it's like talking to a deaf person."

Jack and Basong, who were serving as captains for the first time, leaned weakly on the edge of the bed and complained about today's rehearsal.

After washing up, Xia Fan lay on the bed, listening to "Prayer" in his headphones, still thinking about tomorrow's song practice.

"At this time, Mr. Horie should have been resting, and it seems that he doesn't have a LINE account..."

He knew a lot of people who sang well, but the first person he thought of asking for help outside the venue was naturally Keizo Horie, who was good at vocal teaching.

"By the way, someone should be still awake."

After thinking for a while, he edited his troubles into a message and sent it to Horie Tsubasa.

"Horiie Tsubasa: There's no quick fix for not being able to hit the high notes, so generally you can just lower the key. But if your opponent sings in the original key, then the audience will already be impressed by it..."

"Horiie Tsubasa: Dad has gone to bed. I will discuss this with him tomorrow morning and give him some technical advice on this song."

Within a few minutes, Horie Tsubasa replied to the message.

"Xia Fan: Thank you for your support, monitor. I am very grateful."

"Horiie Tsubasa: In order to help you canvass for votes, I have been setting up a stall in the school for the past few days and I have become tanned. How are you going to thank me, a big star?"

But Horie Tsubasa obviously had no intention of letting him go, and complained sadly.

"Xia Fan: I don't deserve to be called a big star... Please feel free to thank me, monitor."

"Horiie Tsubasa: Forget about the rest. It feels like I haven't seen you alive for a long time. Just treat me to a meal."

"Xia Fan: The phrase 'I am alive' seems a bit... The dinner is settled. Contact me when I come out."

"Horiie Tsubasa: Heh, you talk as if you're in prison..."

Since he had a request to ask of someone, Xia Fan quickly said a few words of flattery before saying good night to Horie Tsubasa and closing his eyes to fall asleep.

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(End of this chapter)