When Xia Hai learned that Zhang Yang had invited two successors of the Huo Family Fist, he was very happy, but he did not object. He also gave him a reimbursement and paid the treatment of his fellow dancers.

This is a small advantage, because generally speaking, the dancers are invited by the local area and it is impossible to reimburse the hotel.

Zhang Yongtai and Zhang Hongkang and his son took the train overnight and arrived in Beijing at noon on Sunday. Zhang Yang took advantage of the short rest time at noon to pick up people, and then took a taxi back to the hotel arranged by the program team.

The father and son lived in a room, settled downstairs and had a meal downstairs. During this period, someone came to Zhang Yang to take a photo, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

Zhang Yongtai took advantage of Zhang Yang's photo with his fans to settle the bill. Zhang Yang naturally couldn't give him the money, so he had to comfort himself that he would not have to pay attention to this little detail.

Before coming to the training room, Zhang Yang had already told Zhang Yongtai and Zhang Hongkang that Zhang Hongkang had been practicing in addition to practicing qigong since childhood. Although Zhang Yongtai had more experience, he had never experienced it. He was forced to calm on the surface and felt a little weak in his heart.

It was not until the training room that we met the choreographer and talked about Huo Family Fist movements that the two of them had regained some confidence in their most familiar areas.

"On the Rain of Qingming" was launched last night. By 10 o'clock this morning, the download volume of the three major platforms had exceeded one million.

A song "Sunny Day" may be a blessing, but the popularity of two consecutive songs has undoubtedly greatly increased Zhang Yang's value. In addition, Xia Hai always attached great importance to him and even preferred him. Although Zhang Yang is still just a student in the show, he already has a certain "right to say".

Zhang Yang is not good at stage performance, so it is more important to do his job well. So after politely expressing his request to the choreographer that he wanted more "movements" of Huo Family Fist, he left first and continued to practice singing.

Zhang Yongtai and the choreographer spent a day designing a set of movements, and Zhang Hongkang led eight dancers to box together. Zhang Yang's main task was to sing and some movements, but it was not difficult and the purpose was very simple, just to "show off".

The important task of promoting Huo Family Fist is naturally placing it on Zhang Hongkang.

Zhang Yang practiced urgently for a long time and always felt something was wrong, so he asked if he could take a fan. The choreographer who finally arranged the Huo family boxing posture into a dance almost vomited blood, but he had to admit that the idea was good, so he found a way to modify it.

The final plan was quickly decided: Zhang Yang carried out the "showing off" to the end, while Zhang Hongkang was independent of the eight dancers and existed as Zhang Yang's "shadow".

Zhang Hongkang's mission remains unchanged, and it is still: "Show".

These frameworks are completed, and it is approaching the end of July, and the summer vacation is halfway through, and it is less than ten days before the recording of the semi-finals on August 7th.

On the last day of July, the sky was about to dusk, Zhang Yang came out of Teacher Mei Yingxue's house and saw Lin Yiran's unread message: "I'm here in the capital!"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, surprised and happy, and a little inexplicably panicked. He calmed down before replying to her: "When did it arrive?"

After dinner, Lin Yiran replied: "When I send you a message."

Zhang Yang: "What have you been doing for so long?"

Lin Yiran: "You must be careful [black of your eyes]"

Zhang Yang: "[beat][beat][beat][beat]"

Lin Yiran: "While having dinner, my parents, aunties, uncles, and uncles are all."

Zhang Yang: "You are still playing with your phone [beating] when having dinner with your elders"

Lin Yiran: "Are you unreasonable?"

Zhang Yang: "I'm just rationalizing."

Lin Yiran: "I ran out and sent you a message, you don't appreciate it yet [Zuo Hem]"

Zhang Yang: "Washingroom?"

Lin Yiran: "I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back."

Zhang Yang: "Okay, remember to wash your hands."

Lin Yiran: "[beat][beat][beat][beat][beat][beat]"

Zhang Yang put down his cell phone, took a shower, and then called his parents.

To be honest, Zhang Yang still has some confidence in entering the finals, but there are still variables. He spent a lot of effort on the two songs in the semi-finals, so he really wanted his parents and sister to come to see the scene together... How handsome he is!

The phone was quickly connected, Fang Qianxue "feeded" and asked, "Have you finished practicing?"

Zhang Yang said: "I have finished practicing a long time ago, otherwise I will be exhausted if I keep practicing. Have you eaten?"

After chatting for a few moments, Zhang Yang asked her parents when the tutoring class would end. Fang Qianxue didn't answer and asked him what was wrong. Zhang Yang had to talk about the recording of the semi-finals of the 7th and asked them if they wanted to see it.

Zhang Yang actually knew from Zhang Wei that his parents had finished tutoring on the fourth day, and he had time to come to Beijing to watch his competition. He thought that after he proposed it, his parents would agree.

However, after he finished speaking, Fang Qianxue hesitated for a moment, but only said, "I'll discuss it with your dad." Then she reminded him a few times and hung up the phone.

Zhang Yang felt strange. He didn't understand why his parents were so resentful of watching a game. He didn't think that the two elders were still dissatisfied with their participation in the draft now?

Could it be that I am too slow?

He sent Zhang Wei a message to ask, but Zhang Wei was also confused, but he still said that as a competent and good sister, she would definitely help persuade her parents.

About half an hour later, Zhang Shouyi called Zhang Yang back and asked if there were any tickets. If they had a good time in the past, they were struggling for a long time before saying, "Okay, that's what I think. The third day is not your birthday. Your mother and I will go there for the second day, postpone the three-day tutoring classes from the second to the fourth day for a few days, and wait until we come back there to make up."

Zhang Yang almost forgot about his birthday, but it is obvious that even if he remembers, at this critical moment, he would not have time to celebrate his birthday. It would not be possible that he would delay training for forty or fifty people alone.

And he wanted his parents to come over because he wanted them to watch his son show off on stage, rather than seeing him as tired as a dog every day.

Of course, this sentence cannot be said directly. Zhang Yang had to say, "Oh no, it's not a birthday, but it doesn't matter. If it's about the same age of 18 or 20, and if it's not up or down at the age of 19, you don't need to work hard like this. It's more important for the education cause of the motherland. If you really feel sorry for it, just send me two red envelopes."

"You said this..."

Zhang Shouyi said again, "What does it mean? You have to go through the game anyway. It's just two days in advance anyway. You don't have to worry about us. You practice yours, and we will wander around by myself, my mother, and my sister."

"You don't know the way, so you will be lost when the time comes. I will accompany you to the finals after the competition. You don't have to prepare so early. Besides, you have promised them to make up for the lessons. If you have vacancies for a few days, you will be able to make up for them. Then you will forget all the previous ones and can't take them."

Zhang Shouyi was soft-hearted. After listening to Zhang Yang talking for a long time, he felt that it was not good to move the time for students to make up for classes, so he asked his wife for her opinion.

Fang Qianxue was not a stubborn person. Seeing that her son insisted, he followed his wishes and went to the capital on the sixth to rest for a day, and participated in the recording on the seventh. After recording, he went around.

Zhang Yang finally managed to get his parents and spread it on the bed. He remembered that Lin Yiran had not replied to the message yet. He picked up his phone to confirm it. He did not reply to the message, so he spread it on the bed again.

"Dongdong"

"Dongdong"

Someone knocked on the door, Zhang Yang let out a long breath, got up and opened the door. Seeing that it was Zhang Hongkang, he was too lazy to say anything, so he turned around and returned to the room, took off his T-shirt, and pounced on the bed with his naked upper body, and his limbs naturally opened loosely in a large shape.

Although Zhang Yang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he rarely has such intensity of training, especially these days, singing, learning opera, and dancing continuously, which is somewhat difficult. Zhang Hongkang often comes to him at night to press his muscles.

Zhang Yang was not very used to it at first, but after a few days, he got used to it.

Zhang Yang was so tired that he didn't want to speak, and Zhang Hongkang was even more silent, so for a moment, there was only the sound of "slap" muscle slapping in the room.

Zhang Hongkang's technique is quite sophisticated and very effective, but it is absolutely impossible to enjoy. Zhang Yang no longer feels sore muscles after practicing in the past two days, but he still feels painful.

Zhang Yang was spreading on the bed, enduring the "torture" of his senior brother, and his cell phone rang out. He reached out with one hand and took it over. Seeing that it was Lin Yiran's call, he hesitated for a moment, and then answered it, "heat".

Zhang Hongkang slowed down his hand movements, tried not to slap, but instead kneaded. The room was very quiet, and he had excellent ears. He vaguely heard an extremely nice girl's voice coming from his phone, and said with some amusement: "Why are you weak?"

"I'm waiting for someone to reply to the news." Zhang Yang dragged his tail sound like a resentful woman standing alone in the empty bed.

Lin Yiran said "Oh", and his voice seemed a little shy, and asked softly: "Who are you waiting for?"

"My dad, my mom, and my sister."

"Oh." A brief and calm response.

"No. 7 wasn't the semi-final recording? I wanted them to come and see it, but my parents said they wanted to discuss it..."

"Then what?"

"Then they discussed for half an hour and said that they would come to me on the second day and celebrate my birthday on the third day. I finally persuaded them to come again on the sixth day."

"Didn't they reply to you, what are you waiting for?"

"Uh...why do you guess?"

"Don't guess."

"Please give it a try."

"No."

"Okay, where do you live?"

"what?"

"What are you not doing?"

"Then why are you asking?"

"What are you not doing?"

"Then why are you asking?"

"No……"

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing before he finished repeating the reading. Lin Yiran, who was on the other end of the phone, also smiled with his lips and said angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhang Yang still laughed constantly. She was a little embarrassed, so she hummed softly: "I don't want to pay attention to you anymore!"

"Okay OK, let's talk about the serious business."

Zhang Yang was about to speak, but Zhang Hongkang grabbed one of his ankles and shook it. His whole body was like a hemp rope, and the force was from the top of his ankles to his body, and he couldn't help but make a strange cry.

In the new house that had just been settled, Lin Yiran held the swing rope with one hand and the mobile phone with the other. Hearing Zhang Yang's strange screams, he blinked and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

"fine."

Zhang Yang resisted the second wave of force and turned around and glared at Zhang Hongkang. Zhang Hongkang returned a "no way" look, grabbed his other foot, and flipped it twice.

Zhang Yang then breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "Senior brother is relaxing my muscles. He is the one who can tell you the true teachings of Huo Family Fist."

"Fur!" Zhang Hongkang corrected later.
To be continued...