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Chapter 63 Burns (Please read on, please recommend, please do everything!)

Hongquan Dance Studio.

Li Quan, wearing a white shirt and khaki trousers, strode into the classroom.

At that moment, a mother and daughter were sitting on the sofa in the corner.

The mother looked to be in her early forties, dressed appropriately, with exquisite makeup. The girl beside her was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a pretty dress, with her head down, looking somewhat reserved and uneasy.

Seeing Li Quan approach, the mother stood up and smiled, "Hello, Teacher Li! I'm so sorry to bother you in your busy schedule."

As she spoke, she gently tugged at the leash beside her daughter.

The girl, Chen Ting, also hurriedly stood up and timidly greeted, "Hello, Teacher Li."

"Hello, please have a seat."

Li Quan smiled slightly and calmly sat down opposite them.

After a brief silence, Tingting's mother got straight to the point:
"Teacher Li, I briefly explained Tingting's situation to you on the phone before. She's loved dancing since she was little and has won several city-level competitions. As parents, we want to find her a good teacher."

As she spoke, she pushed a carefully prepared document bag in front of Li Quan, which contained the girl's resume, copies of award certificates, and some stage photos.

Li Quan didn't look through it; instead, his gaze quickly swept over Chen Ting's head-to-shoulder ratio, neck line, and arm length.
"The conditions are good."

Li Quan's candid comment instantly brought a radiant glow to the faces of the mother and daughter opposite him.

But she quickly changed the subject, "However, I really don't take on apprentices."

Tingting's mother's smile froze for a moment: "Teacher Li, is it from our area?"

"No, please don't misunderstand."

Li Quan interrupted her, his right hand unconsciously stroking his left knee, a helpless smile on his face:

"Many years ago, I suffered a serious knee injury. Although it does not affect my daily teaching, I can no longer perform high-difficulty movements, which would delay the children's progress."

Before the mother could speak, Chen Ting said, "It's okay, Teacher Li, I have a great talent for dancing."

She said earnestly, "I can watch videos, I can imitate them, and I can practice even harder on my own! As long as you are willing to teach me the theory, point me in the right direction, and tell me where I am doing it wrong, that will be enough!"

After saying that, she added, "I've inquired about it, and a male classmate practiced it this way before."

Li Quan was slightly taken aback, but quickly shook his head. "No, that's different."

Chen Ting said earnestly, "There's no difference. If others can do it, so can I."

Li Quan shook his head again, looking calmly at Chen Ting: "Trust my judgment. You can't."

Chen Ting became anxious: "I've won many awards, and I'm very talented."

Li Quan nodded and said, "You have indeed won many awards and have great talent, but it's not enough."

She sighed, "It's far from enough."

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South Hall of Kunlun Hall.

The sword blade sliced ​​through the air, producing a clear, melodious sound.

As the sword's momentum shifted, Gu Xiao lightly touched the ground with her toes, leaned back, and executed a clean and crisp backflip, like a white crane spreading its wings.

Then came a smooth side somersault, showcasing incredible flexibility in her waist.

With a flick of his wrist, the longsword was thrown from his hand and leaped into the air.

With a backhand catching motion, the hilt landed precisely in the backhand, without the slightest error.

On the judges' panel, Zhao Jian leaned forward unconsciously, his eyes serious; Zhang Jizhong, who had always kept his emotions hidden, raised his thick eyebrows; even Zhou Xiaowen, who knew Gu Xiao best, stared intently at the boy in the room, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

At the edge of the room, Xiao Jiu stood upright, his bright black eyes following the sword light as it moved back and forth. His little paws unconsciously mimicked the gestures, and he made a "whoosh" sound.

As her sword dance came to an end, Gu Xiao spun around and finished her stance.

The audition room was completely silent. "Okay!"

Action director Zhao Jian slapped his thigh and was the first to cheer, breaking the silence on set.

His gaze towards Gu Xiao was filled with undisguised admiration. "That's impressive! Have you trained?"

Gu Xiao handed the prop sword back to the equally dumbfounded staff member beside him, nodding and saying:

"I've been practicing for about a month."

Zhao Jian blinked, then shook his head violently: "Impossible!"

He said with certainty, "You've definitely been practicing martial arts for a long time."

“No,” Gu Xiao said calmly. “I’ve only practiced for less than a month, and I only know this one set of moves.”

Zhao Jian looked at Zhou Xiaowen with a blank expression and said, "Has this kid gone mad?"

"You ask me? I should ask you," Zhou Xiaowen muttered to herself.

"What do you take auditions for!?"

Yu Min's angry voice rang out in the room.

He looked at Gu Xiao and said coldly, "If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll have to have the staff ask you to leave!"

Zhou Xiaowen frowned, about to say something, when she heard Gu Xiaodao say:
"You can strike a few poses on the spot. As long as the movements aren't too exaggerated, I can basically imitate them."

Yu Min took a deep breath and turned her gaze to the martial arts instructor beside her: "Give it a try."

"No, I'll do it."

Zhao Jian stood up with great interest and strode to the center of the field, saying, "Watch this move I'm making."

After saying that, he slightly bent his knees, placed his right hand in a loose fist at his waist, and extended his left hand forward with the five fingers together.

This is a standard martial arts starting stance.

Gu Xiao activated his spiritual vision, glanced at the scene briefly, and then moved slightly to perfectly replicate Zhao Jian's movements.

Zhao Jian's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately switched to a difficult pose with one leg standing, arms outstretched like a white crane spreading its wings, and body slightly leaning back.

Gu Xiao stared for a few seconds longer this time, her spiritual vision intently scanning every detail of the other person's muscle exertion.

Then he exhaled softly, slowly raised his right leg, and stretched out his arms, even the taut arc of his fingertips was exactly the same as Zhao Jian's.

"This..." Zhao Jian's Adam's apple bobbed as he incredulously made a third movement.

A backbend that requires extremely strong core strength, with hands supporting the ground.

This time, Gu Xiao didn't even wait for him to fully get into position; she simply watched the trajectory of his force and immediately made the same movement.

His body was incredibly flexible, and he completed this move, which was quite difficult even for professional martial artists, with ease, as if he had no bones.

The entire audition room was completely silent.

Standing at the edge, Xiao Jiu jumped up excitedly, clapping her little paws, attracting frequent glances from the staff.

Zhao Jian stood up straight, looking at Zhou Xiaowen with a speechless expression:
"Director Zhou, this kid applied to the wrong school!"

Zhou Xiaowen chuckled, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said, "What? You want to poach my employee right in front of me and Old Song?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jian met Song Hongrong's amused gaze and awkwardly replied:
"No, no, please pretend I didn't say anything."

Gu Xiao straightened her clothes after standing up straight again and said to Yu Min:
Should we continue trying?

Yu Min's face was ashen, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

“Alright,” Zhang Jizhong, who had been silent all along, raised his hand and said, “Let’s move on to the next item.”

He looked at Gu Xiao with a scrutinizing gaze: "Tell me your understanding of 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils,' and which character you like."

(End of this chapter)