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

Chapter 282 Copying Homework

"It's hopeless to copy the original. I have to change the movements. But I have no choreography experience at all..."

"correct……"

After a moment of hesitation, Xia Fan took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Watts Apu, Xia Jun, you have become very famous recently..."

"Even an old man like me who doesn't watch 'Idol' has seen your name on the Internet."

"You called today to schedule a lesson?"

Kitamura Hanamichi's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"If I want to schedule a class, it will probably be after the audition. I'm bothering Mr. Kitamura today because..."

Xia Fan briefly explained his situation.

"You want me to choreograph your movements? You know, my choreography fee is calculated by the frame..."

"How much? I'm just kidding. Just consider it as a favor to me. I'm planning a street dance show recently. If you have the chance, you can come and join in."

"I know the dance of 'Oxygen Bomb'. Which position are you in? Let me go and see..."

After Kitamura Hanamichi joked for a few words, a familiar melody sounded from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that "Oxygen Bomb" was being played on a device such as a tablet.

"OK, I'm almost done."

"With your level, you should be able to imitate the previous dance easily. So, are you going to adapt the last part?"

"A 360-degree split isn't that difficult, but with the current state of your ligaments, you really can't do it..."

"Let me think about it for a while. I'll record a video of the action and send it to you for 'copying homework'. Remember to record it back for me after you finish the dance."

After roughly understanding the situation, Kitamura Hanamichi hung up the phone.

"With Kitamura-sensei's help in the arrangement, it should be fine. Now, let's practice the first part again..."

Feeling at ease, Xia Fan played music and practiced singing and dancing alone in front of the mirror.

……

Three hours later.

"Xia-kun? How's your practice going? Do you want to go eat together?"

Martin, with wet hair and steam coming out of his body, poked his head in from the practice room door.

He had been practicing alone for the entire morning and had just finished taking a shower, changed his clothes, and was about to go out for dinner when he came to check on Xia Fan.

"Martin, you've come at the right time. Please give me some advice..."

In the center of the practice room, Xia Fan was sitting cross-legged, frowning, his chin resting on one hand, looking at the phone on the floor.

"What's wrong? Have you not decided on the moves for the solo part yet?"

Martin sat down next to him curiously.

"Are you watching a dance tutorial video?"

In Xia Fan's mobile phone, a thin middle-aged tattooed man was facing the mirror in the dance studio, demonstrating moves.

"Well, because the original moves require too much flexibility, I asked my street dance teacher for help..."

"He recommended three modified moves, and I was a little confused about which one to use."

Xia Fan replayed the video and motioned for Martin to come and help watch it.

In the video, the first set of movements demonstrated by the middle-aged man was a Thomas spin, and then he held his chin with one hand and stretched out the other hand horizontally, using his elbow as the axis, supporting the ground and slowly rotating upside down...

"This, this is Thomas catching a single and then spinning his elbow?"

Having practiced street dance for many years, Martin naturally recognized the moves in the video at a glance.

Thomas's backspin is a relatively basic breakdance move, and the single-handed elbow spin that follows is a relatively difficult and eye-catching power move among street dance floor moves. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this person your street dance teacher? Such strong basic skills..."

Noticing the details of the middle-aged man's movements, Martin couldn't help but smack his lips in praise.

He can also perform this set of single-handed elbow rotations, but he is definitely not as free and easy as this teacher, who can also easily adjust the rotation speed.

"Well, my teacher is quite good at street dancing."

Xia Fan sighed and switched to the next action.

In the video, the middle-aged man started jumping again, supporting himself with his hands and doing a scissors-leg spin, then jumping sideways with one hand, and landing steadily after a circle.

"Wind, windmill, take the one-handed AIRCHAIR?!"

Martin's pupils trembled slightly as he watched the other person's movements in fascination.

"Although this teacher is very thin, he doesn't look like a B-boy who specializes in power moves. How can he be so good?"

There are many genres of street dance. He majored in the most popular and free-spirited HIPHOP in Africa, but he also dabbled in breakdance which mainly involves power movements.

After all, in a battle in a non-local neighborhood, difficult power moves are the easiest way to make the final decision and convince the opponent.

The movements just now were considered common, but the actual connection was very difficult. He had practiced hard for a long time, but now he cannot reach the level of being able to perform stably on stage.

The middle-aged man with an "ordinary" figure in the video actually did it while chatting and laughing.

"This one seems to be more eye-catching than the previous one. I think it is more suitable to be the last one to appear."

"However, the last one is more familiar to me..."

After making an objective comment, Xia Fan clicked on the third video.

In the video, the middle-aged man first did a few Thomas spins with his hands on the ground like a wooden horse gymnast, then he propped up his body and used his legs to drive the whole person, spinning upside down in the air...

Like a tireless spinning top, he spun more than a dozen times before landing in mid-air, finishing handsomely. He pointed to the camera with a breath in his mouth: "Master, these are the three recommended moves. Think carefully and choose for yourself!"

This is the end of the third video.

"This... this is indeed a classic move..."

"But you said you were more familiar with it, which is a bit..."

Martin was so stunned that his speech system became disordered.

"I know this. This move is called 'Big Loop'. The teacher said it's a secret move that is often used to blow up a crowd!"

Xia Fan took over his words with some pride.

This move was the "giant loop" that Kitamura Hanamichi asked him to imitate during their first class.

He just asked the search engine. The Thomas turn is a must-learn move before practicing the giant loop, so it is natural to connect it in front.

"Let's not talk about the big loop for now..."

"Xia Jun... why does your teacher look familiar?"

Looking at the frozen frame of the video, in which a middle-aged man was secretly rubbing his waist with one hand while facing the camera, Martin licked his lips and suddenly asked.

"Teacher Kitamura? He seems to be filming some kind of street dance teaching video. It's normal that you have seen him somewhere, right?"

Xia Fan was stunned for a moment, but didn't find it too strange.

“Kitamura…Kitamura Flower Road…This is Kitamura Flower Road!”

When Martin heard the name, his expression froze for a moment.

"You just said that Kitamura Hanamichi is a 'teacher who is pretty good at street dancing'?!"

He suddenly pulled the phone in front of him and looked at it carefully, then exclaimed with saliva flying.

(End of this chapter)