Disaster Artist

Chapter 68 Zhuang Xi
Bai Zhe, Class 11: [Hello, no contact for a long time.I have a creative project involving dance here, I wonder if you are interested]

Zhuang Xi was stunned for a moment when he saw the news, and it took a few seconds before a vague image emerged in his mind.

She wasn't very focused at the moment, and the related memories were indeed a bit far away.

It was the boy who was very good at fighting. Later, after testing, he was diagnosed as NEIR, a group of less than 1% of unlucky people.

The other party then sent a few pictures and a rough description of the idea.

Choreographed dance based on dream memory materials, moths. Changing moths?
Zhuang Xi did not reply.She was not used to replying immediately and seemed overly enthusiastic.Besides, she was too tired and it was too noisy here.

"Blue mood" she didn't like the club.In fact, the atmosphere of most dance halls and clubs made her want to escape.

Noisy, overly strong smell of alcohol and perfume, difficulty breathing.The emanating hormonal aura and the increasingly wild gaze made her feel on pins and needles.

But this time she was called here because she took the initiative to ask her friends for help.So Zhuang Xi can't escape today.

It's almost time.

Zhuang Xi: [Long time no see indeed]

Zhuang Xi: [It’s quite an avant-garde idea, I’m not sure. Is there any other information?]

"Zhuang Xi, this way!"

The young woman in a short black skirt greeted her and asked her not to sit so far away.

She took out a tissue and wiped her face with light makeup.

"This is Alex, the club manager, who introduced me here."

"It's the deputy manager, haha. Zhuang Xi, right? Your physical condition is very good."

"Well, thank you."

She steeled herself and sounded less tired.

Alex looked at the new dancer introduced by Leia, she was really a beauty.

He is tall and straight, his legs are slender, straight and strong.Although the eyebrows, eyes and facial features are not particularly delicate, they are highly recognizable and are not made by plastic surgery.

Wearing a dark blue tube top dress and a white faux velvet shawl jacket, her long ocean blue hair was pulled into a bun behind her slender neck.

At first glance, it looks like there are a lot of prosthetics installed, but there is nothing out of the ordinary. The decorative patterns are perfectly integrated with the body and even add color.

Even though she seems very reserved, Alex believes she has the potential to become a top star.

As for why such an excellent dancer ended up working in a club, that was not his concern.

"Relax, you will definitely be the center of the audience when you dance. Well, you come next and go backstage to warm up in advance.

You can dance however you like, just be light and brisk. "

Zhuang Xi nodded slightly.Brisk?
She looked at the girl on the stage who was wearing a pink miniskirt. Her exposed skin was dotted with metallic sequins, and her decorative prosthetic body was flowing with beautiful neon colors.

Really energetic.

Many people no longer care about this level of "edge-breaking".After all, skin can be changed, faces can be repaired, organs can be replaced, and all kinds of exciting dreams have been experienced thousands of times.

To put it bluntly, the body is just a commodity that can be customized.

But Zhuang Xi has always been backward in thinking in this regard.Furthermore, she hopes that the audience's attention can be focused on the dance itself.

The power and beauty of dance itself are not incidental to beauty.

She deliberately did not look at the male dancers on the other side of the stage. The typhoon was so wild that she almost hallucinated the police sirens.

The girl on the stage blew a kiss, and the ring on her right hand projected the payment code.

Zhuang Xi noticed that when she left the stage, a guest walked backstage almost at the same time.

She gave Leya a questioning look, and she looked slightly embarrassed.

"She volunteered, and the manager was watching."

Leia explained somewhat feebly.She promised that Blue Emo was not a bad place.

She doesn't participate in it herself, but her boss won't stop others if they want to make extra money.

I want to escape even more.Run away, Zhuang Xi.She opened the chat interface and clicked to play the demonstration video sent by Bai Zhe.

It is indeed the dance of a moth, but its flying movements are very strange.It's like being in a cocoon, or trying to break free from something.

The colorful wings woven with thousands of silk threads made her feel sick and uncomfortable. They were more chaotic and mixed than the neon lights on the stage, to the point of being dirty.

Those colorful threads reminded Zhuang Xi of the sight beyond the stage.

Happiness, greed, desire, love, lust, malice, and fanaticism reside on the silk threads, which are intertwined and tightly bind the people on the stage.

She once thought she was free when dancing on the stage, until she was wrapped in a silk mesh and realized she had nowhere to escape.

Zhuang Xi turned off the video, feeling dizzy and nauseous in his head.

Think about it quickly, what kind of dance you will dance later.

Zhuang Xi, dance quickly and bring happiness to everyone.

She heard illusory applause.At the welfare school's New Year's party, she danced like a swan in the middle of the classroom wearing an ill-fitting pure white dance costume.

Let’s have another dance——

But my dance steps no longer belong to me.

Zhuang Xi, your appearance, your expression, your dancing steps, your smile and sadness, the flying skirt when you dance, every inch of your limbs and skin are just a piece of data, a piece of data that does not belong to you.

You are a flying insect that is tied to a spider web and sucked into an empty shell.

No, you must have new dance moves!There must be viewers who can appreciate your specialness!
"Zhuang Xi! Zhuang Xi!"

She opened her eyes at the call, her vision blurred, and she felt trapped in a haze of dirty light and dust.

Her heart was racing, her breathing was difficult, and her hands and feet felt cold.

"I'm not feeling well."

Just had another panic attack.Was that video the trigger?

Zhuang Xi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and picked up the cup to drink water.But I don’t know who mixed the wine inside. It was spicy, sweet, and choked my throat.

She coughed violently, desperate for fresh air.

"I'm sorry, I really don't feel well. I need to go out for a while Leya."

"It's okay. It's so scary. Let me do it for you. How should I tell the manager?"

Zhuang Xi staggered out of the blue emotional door, and the noise gradually subsided.

So cold.In such a cold winter, it should snow.The streets will look nice after the snow.

The cold air made her shiver, but it also dispelled the panic in her heart.

Where should I go?

She stood on the street looking at the sky.

It would be nice to die on a snowy day.

It was too far to go home and the subway was out of service, so Zhuang Xi had no choice but to take a maglev car.

Zhuang Xi: [If you use this material to create a dance, it should be annoying to the audience. 】

Zhuang Xi: [The company may have arrangements, but I’m not sure if I can take on private work]

Bai Zhe: [Does that mean it can be adapted into a dance?Can we make an appointment to talk? I’d like to hear the opinions of professionals]

Bai Zhe: [You decide the time and place, it’s best if we can chat in person]

company?It should still be Muse Media.

Bai Zhe remembered it very clearly.He went into shock due to the load value test at that time. When he woke up, he learned that Zhuang Xi's load value was as high as 32, and because of his outstanding dancing talent, he was signed by Muse Media in advance.

As for why he added Zhuang Xi as a friend, it was naturally because she was very good-looking.

　To be enslaved by cats.When he was thawing a piece of beef and preparing to stir-fry shredded beef, Maomao jumped up on the chopping board and slapped his paw in the center, indicating that he wanted to divide it into half.

　　
　
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