Chapter 604： Where is the sound coming from?

Chapter 604 Where is the sound?

An Zhixia nodded and took out her notebook: "I'll arrange the tasks first.

The ‘Star Project’ has always advocated the creation of all-round international superstars. Therefore, you can no longer rely on your excellence in one aspect to ignore your shortcomings in other aspects as in the past.

This is a very difficult road, but it leads to the Aurora.

Talent is important, but when you work extremely hard, miracles will happen! "

Everyone’s blood boiled when they heard it, and it felt really good to be affirmed by others. They have secretly made up their minds and must work hard. Isn't it just a hard life for half a year?

Half a year of hard work and desperate battles, if they can get some results, then what reason do they have to refuse success?

“Teacher Xiaoan, please give me your orders, and I will definitely complete the task with high quality and quantity!”

“Count me in, Teacher Xiaoan, our whole family is your die-hard fan. To be able to meet you here and receive your personal teachings, I think my family and neighbors squatting in front of the TV will be jealous of me!

If I disobey, I don’t have to go home. Each of them can give me a hammer and make me cry and regret. "

Everyone joined in the confession one after another.

An Zhixia chuckled and nodded: "Okay, then I'm not welcome.

Every morning, half an hour of throat lifting, half an hour of oral exercises, and half an hour of stretching are all basic skills. I will take you to practice together every now and then. Only by starting well every day can you be in a good state for the day's training.

I think everyone should understand the importance of basic skills. Although the results are slow, it can make people accumulate and make progress. If we all work together, it is easier to persist than one person.

Classes during the day, sleep at noon, and after class at night, everyone has to stay and continue to practice for one or two hours for a day or two to make the movement into muscle memory.

It will be hard at first, but you will get used to it. "

The smiles on everyone’s faces gradually disappeared, wasn’t it? Teacher Xiao An really treated them as robots and could train them vigorously.

They chose the road themselves. Besides gritting their teeth and moving forward, is there any other choice?

An Zhixia read through the rules she had compiled before. Without any further nonsense, she directly asked them to stand at equal distances and began to teach them how to raise their throats and perform oral exercises.

These are the essence of what she has summarized from ten years of hard work in the entertainment industry, and now she has contributed them without reservation in front of an international audience.

“You started shooting so early?” The staff member who was sitting in the editing room yawned repeatedly and went to the toilet. When he saw his colleague staring at the screen, he also followed his gaze.

Seeing An Zhixia and a group of people rubbing their faces like crazy, turning their necks, raising their zygomatic muscles, chewing, and half-yawning...

“No, they didn’t sleep well and came here to yawn?” He also yawned loudly, “Xiahua people really like to fight against time, they are a bunch of elm trees.

I'm really looking forward to seeing what this group will look like after a tragic loss. Tsk tsk, artists An and Xia Hua will be expelled from the "Star Project" program group together, and Xia Hua's face will be severely beaten in front of the international audience.

In fact, Mr. Ida cannot be blamed.

The artists An and Xia Hua have no ability, but they still dare to accept the challenge. They have lost themselves and their country, and no one can rely on them. "

"Okay, it's none of our business anyway. We are only responsible for recording good programs and don't get involved in the world of rich people. This will save us from losing our jobs." The staff sitting in front of the TV didn't even look up. He said back.

At this point, everyone else was sleeping, so he gave all the live broadcast footage to the sixth group of students.

Six o'clock in country Y is exactly two o'clock in the afternoon in Xia Hua country.

An Zhixia has made great efforts in promoting children’s education.

Young and old, who have watched TV, listened to loudspeakers, and read newspapers, all know her and highly respect her. Now that they saw An Zhixia teaching publicly through live television, the parents quickly brought their children over and followed the movements on the TV together.

There are a total of thirty movements in oral exercises, which respectively correspond to the activation of the face and neck, lips, tongue, lungs and vocal cords. It only takes twenty minutes to make one set!

“Everyone is working very seriously. Let’s relax for a while and I’ll teach you something fun, how to make a baby’s cry…”

Everyone's tense minds suddenly relaxed, and just when they were about to become curious, they heard An Zhixia covering her mouth with one hand, and a lifelike baby's voice suddenly echoed loudly in the empty classroom.

The students' goosebumps suddenly rose up and covered their entire bodies in dense numbers.

A few people who were napping in the editing room were immediately frightened to their feet.

"Where did the baby cry?" The 1.89-meter-old man broke out in a cold sweat and looked around warily, "Isn't it because I'm hearing something?"

“I heard it too. Could it be that the resentful baby in the movie came to take revenge...”

“It’s An,” a person pointed at the screen, interrupting colleagues’ frightened and bizarre explanations.

As if to confirm what he said, An Zhixia just explained the essentials to the students.

This time she did not cover her mouth and directly asked them to observe her mouth shape and pronunciation.

Sure enough, the cry was like the cry of a newborn child, rippling out without any flaws.

“She, isn’t she a judge who has money from her family?”

"Perhaps, the gambling date will change in a month. Tsk tsk, things are getting more and more fun..." The staff in the editing room were not sleepy at all, and they were so impressed by An Zhixia's stunts.

The students imitated her enthusiastically.

An Zhixia did not accept their results. He raised his wrist to check the time, then clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. "Okay, this is the end of the vocal training, we will continue tomorrow morning.

Now everyone go get a mat by the wall and stretch with me. "

"Teacher Xiao An," a young man scratched his head and said sheepishly: "We are men, and we are all in our twenties. Can't we stretch? Running and simple dancing movements are okay, but the basic movements for women's dance training are not necessary. Right?"

An Zhixia took the mat handed over by the student and said with a smile: "What I teach is different from what you usually see and learn.

This is from country T, and it is integrated with TJ elements of our country.

It can strengthen the body, shape and tone, and is suitable for men, women, old and young. Even an old lady in her 70s or 80s can open up her muscles and bones through daily practice! "

Everyone was a little doubtful, but they still got the mat and started following her.

The audience who were idle at home also found shabby quilts to spread on the ground and imitated them in style.

An Zhixia considered that it was the first time everyone came into contact with it, so he chose the most basic breathing methods to adjust the breath, the postures to adjust the body, and the meditation method to adjust the mind.

YJ moves slowly, three ways in one.

(End of this chapter)