Cen Feng paddled throughout the training these two days, and the people from Class F actually saw it.

But he is too cold-hearted and looks a little unkind. And this is his own choice, so it is hard for everyone to say anything. So when he said the sentence "I teach you", everyone is thinking: What are you teaching? Do you teach us how to paddle?

Shi Ran recovered from the grief and anger just now. He felt a little embarrassed. He took Cen Feng's hand and stood up, cheered up and patted his shoulder, and smiled and said, "I'm fine!"

He greeted Zhou Mingyu and He Sinian: "Come on, keep practicing, I don't believe I can't jump anymore."

Zhou Mingyu was still slumped on the ground: "I can't remember what I practice, and what I practiced was wrong."

A trainee next to him whispered: "Shi Ran, can you find Ying Xuze again and let him come and teach us."

"Yes, yes, ask him for help."

Shi Ran has been looking for Ying Xuze three times today. There are many people in Class F, so it is impossible for him to correct his actions one by one. Today, he has been wasting several hours in Class F.

Shi Ran said softly: "What are you looking for? I don't need to practice it!"

He pressed the sound and prepared to continue practicing. As soon as the prelude sounded, he was locked up by Cen Feng. Everyone in the room looked at him, and Cen Feng said calmly: "The movements are incoherent and useless with the music. Let's just turn the movements first."

Shi Ran was stunned: "How to deduct it?"

Cen Feng stood beside him, and the two of them faced the wall mirror, and he said, "Learn with me."

He divided the first section into four parts, which was more refined and slower than the movements taught by the dance teacher before.

"Go up a little longer, your wrist is on the same horizontal line as your own temple."

"Keep the left elbow vertical ninety degrees, don't bend."

"The force of throwing is stronger, don't keep your strength, throw it back and then throw it."

"The mechanical feel of the arm movement is too strong. You are not jumping, looser and more natural."

"This action can be freeze without being too limited. It's best to have your own style."

As Shi Ran learned, he suddenly felt that this dance was not very difficult. He practiced it in a few steps in detail several times. Cen Feng asked him: "Did you remember?"

He nodded a little excitedly.

Cen Feng said: "Let's connect and dance with me."

It started to be difficult to connect the subdivided movements, but Cen Feng had just taken him to familiarize himself with the movements several times, and now Cen Feng is leading the dance in front. Shi Ran was surprised to find that he had never danced so standard and coherently.

After dancing for a bar, Cen Feng said: "Jump again, and I will follow the song this time."

Singing and dancing is the easiest to get busy, but Cen Feng is at ease. Shi Ran was a little unable to keep up, but with him in front of him, listening to his low singing voice, he slowly followed.

The trainees who were originally distracted and disregarded all sat upright at the moment and looked at the young man leading the dance in front of him in shock.

He still didn't seem to devote himself to it, just sang the theme song in a very plain tone, but the lyrics were correct, the melody was correct and the tune was not out of tune. Every word was on the rhythm of the dance, with accurate scoring and beautiful movements.

After learning the first section, Shi Ran rushed towards Cen Feng as if he had discovered a new continent.

If Cen Feng hadn't been hiding quickly, he would have been hiding directly on him.

"Brother Feng, when did you learn it?! You are so awesome! I feel that you are dancing better than Aze!"

As he said that, he wanted to pull him on him again. Cen Feng reached out to block him, "Do you still learn?"

"Learn to learn!!!"

He Sinian said: "I want to learn too!"

The other trainees quickly got up and stood behind him: "We want it too!"

Only Zhou Mingyu was lying on the ground like a salted fish and didn't want to move. Cen Feng glanced at him and shouted indifferently: "Zhou Mingyu."

Zhou Mingyu was like a stranded octopus, his limbs fluttering on the floor for a while, and he reluctantly got up and stood up.

Cen Feng looked through the wall mirror and looked at dozens of people behind him.

They were all tired, sweaty, messy hair, and all of them were naked. But they were all full of fighting spirit, and their eyes were particularly bright on their sweaty faces.

That's what I used to be.

For the sake of dreams, he looks like he never admits defeat.

The practice lasted until five in the morning and the sky turned white.

Cen Feng basically taught the movements from beginning to end, buckled the movements in a row, and started to take them over and over again, familiarizing the coherence of the movements.

They probably skipped it a hundred times or two hundred times? They also forgot it.

In the end, everyone couldn't say a word, and the entire classroom of Class F was tilted and lying everywhere.

Cen Feng sat on the ground leaning against the wall, bent his knees, holding a bottle of the sponsor's drink in his hand, and rested slightly with his head down slightly.

I don’t know who shouted first: “Thank you Brother Feng!”

The classroom began to sound thanks one after another, and finally it turned into a uniform: "Thank you! Thank you! Feng! Brother!"

Even though they are so tired that they are exhausted, they seem to have endless energy to use.

He looked up and looked.

After recording the show for so long, I always smiled for the first time on my face.

The assessment will start tonight. Everyone decided to go back and have a good sleep and keep up their spirits. They will practice in the afternoon and welcome the assessment in the best condition at night.

The trainees left in groups of three or three, and Cen Feng and 302 walked at the end.

Before the moon set, the sun had already revealed its edge. Zhou Mingyu yawned deeply: "I haven't tried this way when I was in my senior year."

Shi Ran said: "If you don't force yourself, you won't know where your potential is. People just want to force you."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Cen Feng, who was walking silently in his pockets behind him, and made full moves. After walking side by side with Cen Feng for a while, he suddenly pursed his lips and asked, "Brother Feng, are you... actually hiding your strength?"

When he asked, Zhou Mingyu and He Sinian, who were equally puzzled, both stopped and turned to look at Cen Feng.

Shi Ran went to Class A several times during the day. Although the big guys of Class A can already sing and dance, they still make frequent mistakes. There are some minor problems in both rhythm and movement, and their coherence is not good.

But tonight, Cen Feng taught them one move after another. The dance was standard and beautiful, coherent and smooth, almost no difference from the dance in the original video, and it was close to perfection.

And he was not wrong with vocal or rap. Although he was singing while teaching them, it was obvious that he was at ease with it and just didn't want to fully perform.

Think about it, it is actually true. How could a seven-year trainee and a person who would be selected by Zhongtian to go to H country for training among hundreds of people. How could he not have the strength?

But Shi Ran couldn't figure out why he did this.

He was curious, but it was more of a pity.

He was straightforward and said straightforwardly: "Brother Feng, you are so powerful, you are completely beaten by the people in Class A! This theme song performance will be selected as a C position. Everyone said that the candidate must be among Bian Qi, Fu Xingyan and Aze. But I think they are not as good as you!"

Although Zhou Mingyu didn't want to admit that his love rival was indeed better than him, he had been subdued by Cen Feng's robot. For the sake of the robot, he was willing to tell the truth: "Yes!"

He Sinian whispered: "I think so too."

The eyes of the three people were filled with enthusiasm.

But Cen Feng just smiled faintly.

He said, "Go back, I'm sleepy."

Class F has been sleeping until noon.

In the morning, Ying Xuze led a few big shots in Class A. He wanted to teach them in the last time to correct the movements, but when the classroom in Class F came, there was no one there.

Ying Xuze was shocked: "They collectively gave up the assessment, right?"

It was only after ten o'clock that the diligent trainees came to the classroom yawning one after another, recalling the movements that Cen Feng taught them last night and continuing to train.

Everyone was all in the afternoon. The teachers came and thought they would see a skewed class F. As a result, everyone was in high spirits and their movements were much more standard than yesterday.

The teachers were amazed, and the director team was surprised, so they asked the staff to turn out the automatically shot last night to see.

This look is amazing.

The trainee standing in front to teach the entire F-class dance was Cen Feng who said on the stage that he was not good at dancing???

Is this called not dancing well?!

Is this different from the choreographer dancing?

The director was stunned. What is the direction? Hidden talent awakening? He instructed the staff: "Tonight's assessment focuses on him."

Before, because of his high appearance but poor strength, the director team had a long regret. If they were a little stronger, they could push him by editing. As a result, they were so poor that they were still cold, and they talked little without any jokes. They couldn't find a way to praise him.

It's great now.

He has strength and good looks, and his cold personality is simply icing on the cake. He won’t be fascinated by star-chasing girls when he is launched!

In the afternoon, Ying Xuze was stunned again when he was swaying in class F again.

He asked Shi Ran: "Did you take Dali Pills last night? Suddenly they became awesome?"

Shi Ran winked at him: "We have a hidden boss!"

He vividly told Ying Xuze what happened last night, focusing on describing his grief and anger when he fell to the ground with diligence and practice, and the vibration of Cen Feng suddenly appearing like a god from the sky and pulling him up from the ground.

Ying Xuze: "...I feel like I have listened to an audio novel."

In the classroom, a trainee was calling Cen Feng: "Brother Feng, I forgot this move again."

Cen Feng put the mineral water in his hand on the ground and stood up and walked over. He looked very light, but he was not impatient. He held the trainee's arm, helped him to set the point in the right position, and then whispered something.
To be continued...