Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 366: Poisonous Mouth and Cheap Mouth are a Perfect Match
Sang Ning originally didn’t want to design martial arts moves for the three girls in the dorm; they only had a morning for rehearsal.
It’s unrealistic to get the moves right in just half a day, but this was the result of Huang Chengzi’s strong insistence with others echoing her.
Huang Chengzi’s idea was that since they were shooting a martial arts film, even if it was for a personal image trailer, it should fit the theme of the movie, ideally showcasing female strength.
Knowing Sang Ning is a professional in martial arts, Huang Chengzi wanted to get all the help she could, even if it was just an ordinary shot put throw, she wanted to do it stylishly and neatly.
How to stylishly throw a shot put was an easy problem to solve.
The most challenging part for Sang Ning was that even the process of Sun Bangyu playing a seed bursting from the earth required some martial arts elements.
How to design this? To crawl out slowly in a dark and twisted way?
Sun Bangyu was not a big talker and looked gentle and quiet, but she had a heart for martial arts; her childhood dream was to be a martial heroine wandering the world with a sword. She wholeheartedly supported Huang Chengzi’s proposal, having a soft spot for martial arts and no resistance to it.
Whatever requests Sang Ning made, she would complete them earnestly.
Seeing the eager look on Sun Bangyu’s face, Sang Ning couldn’t bring herself to refuse her.
Sang Ning wasn’t very keen on dance, but she thought the process of a seed breaking through the earth was filled with the power of softness overcoming hardness, and expressing it through dance would be best.
But since Sun Bangyu also wanted a set of her own exclusive martial arts moves, Sang Ning had to rack her brains to think about how to perfectly integrate martial arts and dance.
Sun Bangyu had to put something in her mind first, and Sang Ning steeled herself, ready to throw caution to the wind and try to explore.
Although she might be bad at dancing, and her movements a bit stiff, it doesn’t mean her head couldn’t remember the moves.
Sang Ning tried hard to recall the dances she had seen before, recalling and mimicking at the same time.
Every motion she mimicked simultaneously appeared in the mirror; her head drooped, hands dropped, and her eyes turned vacant, looking a bit like about to mutate into a zombie.
Lian Qi, who was leaning against the railing enjoying the show, was caught off guard by Sang Ning almost mutating scene in the mirror, and a "Damn" slipped out in fright.
"Do you girls go this far just to catch attention? Are you preparing to assemble a zombie army to attack the audience?" Lian Qi laughed so hard he bent forward and backward, drawing the attention of others in the rehearsal room.
But Sang Ning seemed not to hear Lian Qi’s teasing voice, with eyes closed, still recalling moves, striving to present them with her body.
Wei Lejun was left dumbfounded, her jaw almost falling to the floor, turning to Huang Chengzi: "Sis, is this the professionalism you were talking about? Do you see any professionalism in Sang Ning?"
"Hehe... maybe..." Huang Chengzi awkwardly laughed, unable to form a complete sentence.
Even as a devoted fan of Sang Ning, she couldn’t, in good conscience, make any excuses for her now.
Huang Chengzi didn’t know what to explain to Wei Lejun, so she simply tried to stop Sang Ning: "Sang Ning, um... if it’s really not working, let’s just drop this part; the martial arts moves aren’t absolutely necessary."
Sang Ning turned her head mechanically, lazily lifting her eyelids to glance at Huang Chengzi: "Relax, I won’t set moves that are too difficult for you all."
"No..." That’s not what I meant.
Huang Chengzi waved her hand, trying to explain, but Sang Ning had closed her eyes again, immersing herself in designing moves.
More and more people gathered to watch, making Sun Bangyu, who was already socially anxious, even more so. She simply covered her face, crouched down, sneaking away to one side, trying to escape everyone’s sight.
Even with eyes closed, Sang Ning’s head works like surveillance, accurately identifying Sun Bangyu’s intention. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
She suddenly opened her eyes, calling out to Sun Bangyu: "Xiao Yu, why are you running? This part is specifically designed for you, come over and watch closely."
Caught in the act, Sun Bangyu looked dejected, pouting, reluctantly walking back.
Despite her stiff movements, Sang Ning still managed to awkwardly mimic the moves.
She didn’t understand; both martial arts and dance are about movement, sharing common ground; why did dancing feel so burdensome?
Sang Ning called Sun Bangyu over, starting to immerse her in the mental state of a seed in darkness, teaching her each move as she thought of it.
Although she didn’t handle the dance part very delicately, she purely relied on verbal cues to help Sun Bangyu find the feeling.
Luckily, Sun Bangyu was quick-witted and had a bit of a foundation from three years of dancing as a child, managing to grasp Sang Ning’s meaning.
Designing moves for Sun Bangyu was tough, but for Huang Chengzi and Wei Lejun, it was relatively easy, falling entirely within Sang Ning’s professional realm.
However, the moves for Wei Lejun included more hand activity besides turning, making it a bit more complex to learn.
Under Sang Ning’s guidance, Huang Chengzi and Sun Bangyu were already able to grasp the move essentials, though their performances were a bit patchy, the completion rate was decent.
Wei Lejun’s situation was more serious, her learning progress severely lagged; she always had a strong self-esteem, never falling behind in anything she did, at least staying in the forefront.
But now, she was surpassed by her two roommates who usually seemed so dorky, something she found hard to accept.
Though she didn’t say it, Wei Lejun was silently competing with herself, determined to master the moves next time.
One move in throwing the stone involved Wei Lejun balancing on one leg, leaning backward parallel to the ground, followed by a spin in place, then leaning forward again, deftly tossing the stone in her hand.
The toughest part for Wei Lejun was the spin connection; she always lost her balance after turning.
Trying again, though the fake stone was launched, she still couldn’t stand steady, almost face-planting into the floor.
The tables had turned; earlier she mocked Lian Qi, now Lian Qi mocked her: "Wei Lejun, you’ve got my laugh quota for today. Do you know what you just looked like? Like a big female baboon throwing bananas at little monkeys... hahaha..."
Seizing the chance to finally get back at her, Lian Qi was utterly unreserved with his words.
If Wei Lejun was the sharp-tongued one among the girls, then Lian Qi was the cheeky one among the boys. His words completely disregarded the feelings of others, always picking whatever would provoke them the most.
