Even the excuses were made half-heartedly.
"Shaohua, don’t worry, you’re not worse than Gu Han, I’ll find you a dance teacher a thousand times better than Teacher Huang!" Sister Wang took a deep breath.
Ye Shaohua gave her a glance and smiled.
She didn’t tell her that whether or not she found a dance teacher didn’t really matter.
Because having a dance teacher was just the icing on the cake.
The day after Sister Wang had spoken, someone contacted her.
"Holy shit, it’s Jesse, it’s Jesse!" Sister Wang went crazy when she heard the name of the dance teacher, "An internationally famous dance teacher, in front of whom Teacher Huang doesn’t even rank!"
After calming down, Sister Wang realized that this Jesse must have been...
Invited over by that big shot.
In the dance circle, nobody didn’t know Jesse’s name, and getting him required not just huge investments but also the clout to do so.
Initially, Sister Wang thought the company was actually putting in so much effort for Ye Shaohua...
But, then she remembered how casually Shaohua had corrected Yun Ran’s contract.
When she decided on those contracts worth hundreds of millions outside, Sister Wang suddenly felt... this situation actually wasn’t so strange.
Jesse arrived the next morning.
However, he wasn’t very happy.
Upon facing Ye Shaohua, he even frowned and said directly in English, "Lady Ye, I’ve seen your dance video, the movements are quite poor, I won’t tarnish my brand, if you want me to create choreography for you, improve your skills, and come back to collaborate with me in a year..."
"No need, let’s do it now," Ye Shaohua said directly.
Sister Wang was about to suggest that Ye Shaohua be more tactful with Jesse.
Seeing her like this, she couldn’t help but touch her forehead, not daring to look at Jesse’s face again.
Jesse was infuriated by Ye Shaohua’s attitude, "Fine, these few moves, you show me that you can do them well within three days. If not, I’ll return to my country in three days."
He took out a tablet, showing Ye Shaohua a few videos.
They were moves that had electrified the entire venue at international street dance competitions, and they were extremely difficult. Jesse didn’t just want them done well, but to be highly proficient.
"You don’t have to do all the moves, just the first move, you have three days," Jesse told Ye Shaohua.
Ye Shaohua watched for a moment and then shook her head.
"No good?" Jesse sneered coldly, ready to tell her that if she couldn’t do it, she should just earnestly practice the basics.
In fact, every year, international street dance competitions are held, and those who participate in such competitions have over ten years of dance age and exceptional talent, gathering the best street dance talent from around the globe.
Jesse didn’t believe for a second that Ye Shaohua, with no dance background, could perform such S-grade street dance moves.
Not to mention Ye Shaohua, even dancers skilled in street dance rarely could pull them off.
Without a foundation, even given thirty days, one couldn’t learn this move!
What he didn’t know was that Ye Shaohua shouldn’t be counted among these people.
"I don’t need three days," Ye Shaohua knew Jesse wasn’t fluent in Hua Country’s language, so she replied in fluent English, "Give me thirty minutes."
Upon hearing Ye Shaohua’s words, Jesse thought he had heard wrong.
Thirty minutes?
Was this lady joking?
Even for a professional street dance master, such moves would take a long time to master. Yet, the very beautiful Ms. Ye in front of him claimed she only needed thirty minutes?
WTF? How is that possible?
Ye Shaohua didn’t explain, but watched the entire video again.
Then she began to attempt the first high-difficulty move.
This move was not one typically used by professional street dancers, but one created by last year’s international street dance champion—
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A move that drove all street dance fans crazy last year!
If one could perform it, even those completely unfamiliar with street dance would be set ablaze by the rhythm and the thrillingly challenging move!
Those who could do this move, even not perfectly, could make it to the international street dance scene.
Ye Shaohua tried it out, and indeed it was very difficult, requiring considerable strength in both the arms and the legs.
Thus, this move was basically exclusive to males, due to the clear physical differences between men and women.
She didn’t succeed on her first attempt.
Jesse narrowed his eyes, ready to mock her.
On the second attempt, she got the footwork right.
Jesse’s mocking smile started to fade a little.
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Jesse began to help Ye Shaohua rehearse seriously.
The date of the second season of the global competitors’ contest was drawing closer and closer.
Jesse’s choreography was almost ready, yet the song had not been finalized.
Fans on Ye Shaohua’s Weibo had risen from the initial 500,000 to over six million now, it’s hard to believe that in just half a month, with a live broadcast and a recorded screen, the number of fans grew by six million.
The number of fans waiting outside the company for Ye Shaohua was also increasing.
"Boss!" A girl dressed in black handed Ye Shaohua a bunch of flowers and a letter, "I’m Luo Yu’s roommate, and she’s also your fan. She had a car accident more than half a month ago, she had problems with her legs and can’t stand up for now. She asked me to give this to you on her behalf, boss, good luck on the international competition! I’ll be there to cheer for you in person, and although Luo Yu can’t be there, she will definitely watch the live broadcast!"
Ye Shaohua took the letter and the flowers, pressing her lips together, "Thank you, please tell her to make sure she watches the broadcast."
The girl didn’t expect the often aloof and unapproachable boss to receive the letter.
She covered her mouth as if wanting to laugh and cry, "I’ll tell Luo Yu, goddess, good luck, I’ll be a fan for life!"
Ye Shaohua smiled.
Then, instead of preparing to leave, she returned to the Training Room.
"Shaohua, what are you doing?" Sister Wang was taken aback at her actions.
Ye Shaohua directly took the CEO’s private elevator to the third floor.
By the time Sister Wang, panting, caught up with her, she had already grabbed a pen and paper.
When Jesse came up, he saw Ye Shaohua sitting in a corner, holding a pen in one hand and paper in the other, writing something.
"I’ve already contacted a singer, specially to match a song for you," Jesse looked at Ye Shaohua earnestly, "You just need to practice the moves well; the recorded song will be sent over tomorrow."
"Exactly," Sister Wang persuaded from the side, "It’s too late for you to write a song now. Don’t make impulsive decisions for your fans, wouldn’t that disappoint them as well? I heard that Gu Han and the others even got an international music master, everyone internationally takes this very seriously, it’s not just your future at stake, but the reputation of our country, everyone is being very cautious..."
So even Jesse hoped that Ye Shaohua would use a song from a professional teacher.
Ye Shaohua let out a light sigh.
A quick count...
It’s been more than a decade.
It’s just that no one in this world knows that she once stood at the pinnacle of the music world, an unrivaled monarch.
"Sister Wang."
"Hmm?" Sister Wang looked up at her own artist’s face, puzzled.
Ye Shaohua continued to draw something on the paper without looking up, "What if we... shook up the Entertainment Circle?"
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