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Chapter 144 Rehearsal
He Daqi didn't wait too long.

After all, a show is only four or five minutes long, and the performance on the stage is basically over after you stand on it for a while.

As soon as the dancing girls on the stage stopped, Captain Wang clapped his hands and shouted, "Stop for a moment. Xiao Tu, come here."

A young man in his thirties quickly ran over and said, "Wang Tuan, what's going on?"

"Rehearse your program first. This is your partner. You two should rehearse it first to see how it works." Captain Wang pointed at He Daqi and said to the older youth.

"Hello, my name is Tu Honggang, and I'm a singer." The older young man's face was a little hard to describe. Even though he came over happily to shake hands with He Daqi, there was still a bit of an evil look on his face.

He Daqi shook hands with him in a simple and honest manner and introduced himself as he did: "Hello, my name is He Daqi, and I'm an actor."

"Okay, stop wasting time and get ready on stage. You guys can try your hand at your own moves first, and then let the choreographer come up with some ideas." Captain Wang urged.

The two of them didn't waste any time and quickly went onto the small stage.

When He Daqi first heard Captain Wang say that everyone would perform on their own, he thought that it was just him and Tu Honggang performing. However, not long after they went on stage, a large group of people came up to sing together.

This made the stage seem a bit crowded, but the others looked at He Daqi holding the stick and tacitly made room for him.

"Lying like a bow, standing like a pine tree, sitting still and unshaken like a bell, walking like a gust of wind, southern boxing and northern kicking, Shaolin..."

As soon as the song started, He Daqi started dancing with a stick. He sang for less than four minutes and kept dancing until Tu Honggang shut up.

Both of them noticed something was wrong.

When He Daqi swung the stick to the ground, the sound was a little too loud, causing Tu Honggang to almost lose the rhythm.

Just as I was thinking about how to solve the problem, a planner in the audience spoke up: "The guy with the stick, when he sings alone, you can just dance with the stick and do somersaults and jumps, and then do the ground-beating performance during the chorus, can you do it?"

"Okay." He Daqi nodded.

Then a choreographer came onto the stage and began to rearrange the positions of each chorus member, making way for a long strip of open space.

"Hey boy." The choreographer waved towards He Daqi, and when He Daqi came to him, he said:

"You can jump and spin the stick back and forth, right? When he starts singing the first sentence, you start with a hand gesture, then dance the stick all the way to the other end, turning a few times in between.
Control the rhythm yourself. When he sings the part about Southern Fists and Northern Legs, you can turn around, jump, and spin the stick in the air. And when you hit the ground, when you sing the first chorus, isn't there a large sweep of the stick at the end?
You just dance more vigorously, hitting the ground and jumping, and when you sing back to "lying like a bow", you change back to the stick flower dance and spin, and then do the stick retraction movement until the end.

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that He Daqi didn't understand, so he asked again: "Do you remember it?"

"remember."

"Okay." The choreographer nodded, then shouted to the audience, "Captain Wang, ask them to try it again." After that, he left the stage.

The music is ringing.

This time, He Daqi followed the choreography instructions and changed his movements according to Tu Honggang's lyrics and the rhythm of the chorus.

After the performance ended again, the planners in the audience applauded, and the leader said, "That's enough, let's move on to the next show."

Captain Wang asked in surprise, "Don't you need to let them try again?"

"It's so simple, no need for further rehearsals. Unless the guy with the stick makes a mistake and knocks the singer unconscious, there won't be any major problems. The Koreans won't understand the lyrics, so they'll probably just be watching the guy dancing with the stick. Just getting it right is fine," a choreographer explained with a smile. Captain Wang pondered for a moment, then nodded and waved towards the stage. "Come down, come back in a few days for another rehearsal. Then, when we're ready to go, just ask the staff to come over for some guidance. You two can find a place to practice on your own. After all, the more practice, the better, right?"

"Yes, Wang Tuan is right." Tu Honggang replied happily.

"Okay, you guys go back first. Xiao He, leave your phone number. The Foreign Affairs Department should contact you in a few days to do a background check and apply for a visa."

"Okay, Wang Tuan." He Daqi nodded.

Just as He Daqi was about to leave, Tu Honggang grabbed him and said, "Brother, let's go together. I'll treat you this afternoon. Let's have a drink and get to know each other."

"Brother Tu, we martial artists don't drink alcohol. Plus, I have something to do this afternoon. Why don't we exchange phone numbers and make an appointment to rehearse tomorrow and have a meal together. Just eat, no drinking." He Daqi had a simple face like a young boy who hadn't seen much of the world.

"Okay, let's make an appointment tomorrow afternoon. I might be too drunk to get up in the morning."

He Daqi nodded, then exchanged phone numbers with Tu Honggang, and then went to the exchange group's logistics department to leave his phone number, and then went out with his stick.

"Have you really learned all these fancy moves? You don't look like you just learned them, do you?" He Bing looked at He Daqi in confusion and asked as they walked.

"Yes, I practiced a little before, but not very well. I just picked it up, and with the corrections from the coach at the martial arts school, I was able to learn it so quickly." He Daqi replied.

"I was just saying, where are you sending it this time? The residential complex or the courtyard?"

"Siheyuan."

In the next few days, He Daqi went to rehearse with Tu Honggang almost every afternoon.

This guy was a bit gangster-like and liked to drag others out for drinks. After rehearsal every day, he would treat the chorus members to a meal. He Daqi went with them twice but never went again. He didn't drink and was young, so when others drank, he just had to pour the wine. So he found an excuse and never went to eat with them again.

On Friday, the foreign affairs personnel came to do a background check on him and also processed a visa for him. According to Ma Yingjun, someone also went to the school to check his file.

He Daqi didn't expect that he would take it so seriously. Fortunately, he is a good citizen.

Weekend, villa.

Zhou Huimin returned to Beijing to hold a concert today.

As soon as he got off the plane and entered the door, he pulled He Daqi over and asked him to show him the new stick technique he had learned.

He Daqi was quite willing to show off and played with the stick on the carpet in a very professional manner.

After the end, I sat on the sofa and chatted with Zhou Huimin who was eating fruit.

"How long will your exchange group be away?"

"They said it would take four days." Seeing Zhou Huimin eating happily, He Daqi also took a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate.

"I was planning to come back the day after tomorrow, but I didn't expect that you would be leaving the day after tomorrow." Zhou Huimin said somewhat melancholy.

"No, I can't postpone this. By the way, didn't you say you wanted to invest in Penguin when you came back last time? Have you done so?"

(End of this chapter)