"How is it? Do you want to learn from your master?" Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Of course I want to!" Song Xiaoye said without hesitation.

"Okay, I will start teaching you tomorrow. When you learn it, the master will be liberated!" Zhou Yi patted Song Xiaoye on the shoulder: "Come on, apprentice, I really like you!"

Song Xiaoye wanted to beat someone so angry that he was very skilled in drama, but he was useless in front of his master, just like Monkey King could not escape from the palm of Tathagata Buddha. Is this the true style of a movie emperor?

It seems that I still need to learn a lot!

Sun Qingtong and Lou Xiaoxiao walked down the stairs together, talking and laughing, just like best friends with great relationships.

"The sun is coming out from the west, this is!" Zhou Yi teased: "When did you have such a good relationship?"

"I won't tell you!" Lou Xiaoxiao pulled Sun Qingtong down and retorted mischievously, looking in a good mood.

"I will go to Shanghai tomorrow to talk to China Literature Group about the cooperation of "Sword Dance in the City". Although the old saying "Don't eat or sleep", Zhou Yi is still used to talking at the dinner table.

Song Xiaoye sat next to Zhou Yi, like a starving ghost reincarnated, dancing with chopsticks flying, swallowing them in big mouthfuls.

"Yiwen Group? Are you writing novels on the website?" Sun Qingtong asked curiously.

"Yes, it can be considered a win-win cooperation. This will greatly improve the IP value of "Sword Dance" and cultivate more potential audiences before the movie is released." Zhou Yi explained.

"How will they cooperate?"

"I guess they must be tempted by the movie "Sword Dance in the City", and I deliberately threw out the bait." Zhou Yixiao said: "You can consider introducing new investors and letting the penguin behind Yuewen participate, so that we will save a lot of effort in publicity and distribution in the future and help us dilute investment risks."

"What is your psychological bottom line?" Sun Qingtong asked.

"The maximum is 25%, no more." Zhou Yi said seriously: "And you can't interfere in our shooting and post-production. At most, they are allowed to send a financial manager to the crew."

"Well, although Penguin Pictures is rich and powerful, it is still a layman for the entire film and television industry at present." Sun Qingtong drank a sip of Tremella lotus seed soup with a spoon: "For this capital giant, many big players in the industry are very resistant to this capital crocodile, fearing that they will be swallowed in one bite in the future! Therefore, Penguin Pictures can only do it on its own, and there has not been much results in two years. If you hand over this olive branch, they have no possibility of rejecting it!"

"We are not the same as the traditional film and television giants!" Zhou Yi sighed with emotion: "It has risen too fast. In the blink of an eye, from an unknown little man to a big devil. Seeing the rise of Yixing Entertainment, these people are also restless!"

"Yes, there is another person who can share the cake, who can be happy?" Sun Qingtong laughed out loud: "You are really not humble at all, you praise yourself as the Great Devil!"

"You are not allowed to laugh at my master!" Song Xiaoye suddenly interrupted and warned righteously: "Master is the great devil in my heart!"

The kind of black-bellied demon who is black and pure when the heart is cut open!

"Tsk tsk, your apprentice is really not in vain!" Lou Xiaoxiao looked at Song Xiaoye: "It's much better than my Xiaohu!"

"Good apprentice, you performed very well, and the master is very satisfied!" Zhou Yi picked up a large piece of braised pork for Song Xiaoye.

"Don't stay up late tonight, go to bed early, get up at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning and set off. Let's go to the company's dance studio to practice sword dance together." Zhou Yi said after dinner.

"Okay!" The three of them nodded obediently, full of expectations for tomorrow.

That night, except for Zhou Yi, the other three were not sleeping so peacefully, but when the set alarm clock rang, they all got up quickly and put on the prepared sportswear.

I had a simple breakfast. The sun had just risen. In the morning, everyone arrived at the company address. Wu Mengqing was already waiting outside the door.

When I entered the dance studio, the company was turned on and the air conditioner was turned on, and it soon became as warm as spring.

Everyone took off their coats and only wore a light sportswear. They looked at Zhou Yi with anticipation, looking forward to the next sword dance training.

The light and light sportswear perfectly demonstrates everyone's body curves.

The most devilish and mature figure is undoubtedly cousin Wu Mengqing. Lou Xiaoxiao beats slightly in her breasts, and Sun Qingtong won on her legs. Song Xiaoye, who was still a girl, was crying but she was completely crushed and suffered a triple blow.

Wu Mengqing sent out the four wooden swords he bought in advance one by one, each holding one in his hand.

"Gongsun Jianwu has very high requirements for the strength, speed and flexibility of his body, and he has to suffer a lot when training." Zhou Yi, who had changed into a light pink Feiyun Liusleeve Sleeve Skirt, began to seriously guide the four "apprentices" in front of him.

Whether it is Sun Qingtong, Lou Xiaoxiao, Wu Mengqing and Song Xiaoye, there are not many people going to the gym. Their physical fitness is much worse than that of professional dancers, and they simply cannot meet the basic requirements for starting Gongsun Jianwu's study.

However, if you want to start exercising from these basic physical qualities, it will take a lot of time and patience, and the results are too slow, so Zhou Yi had to work with him again and inject a trace of sword energy into their bodies.

Then the formal training began.

It is not as easy as the girls imagined to dance. Instead, it is a difficult torture as they keep jumping and twisting and folding of their bodies.

Zhou Yi was concentrating on his guidance throughout the whole process, not only conducting standard demonstrations, but also constantly correcting the movements of the four people. There was inevitably a lot of physical contact during the process.

However, Zhou Yi had already transformed into the real Gongsun Yao at this time, without any idea of ​​taking advantage of it, with only coldness and seriousness in his eyes, and an absolute strict teacher style.

Pain and sweat did not make the four of them retreat. Women's pursuit of beauty is the greatest obsession. Many people even choose plastic surgery, liposuction, breast augmentation, and medicine to become beautiful.

Compared with these, what are hardships and fatigue?

Among them, Song Ono is the youngest and has the best flexibility. With his good qualifications, he is the fastest-progress one.

Two hours later, she was able to complete eight basic sword dance decomposition movements.

The far-reaching progress finally dissipated a lot of depression in Song Xiaoye's heart. Hehe, you old women, in terms of talent, it is impossible for you to be as good as me!

By this time, the four of them were already sweating profusely, and their sportswear had been wet, completely pressed against their bodies, and their delicate figure was almost uncovered.

"This is the end of today's sword dance training." Zhou Yi slapped his hands on the shoulders of the four people one by one, gathering the sword energy back.

The sword energy was pulled out of his body, and the four of them lost their last strength and their whole bodies were disintegrated, just like four salted fish, all falling to the ground.

"It's not possible at this level? You still have a long way to go!" Zhou Yi, who didn't sweat all over his body, looked at the four salted fish on the ground, "Are you still willing to continue learning?"

"willing!"

"certainly!"

"It's impossible for me to give up!"
Chapter completed!