Disaster Artist

Chapter 76
Bai Zhe helped Zhuang Xi, who was about to fall, and asked her to sit down and rest.

After a few days of recuperation, she was no longer so weak, and her symptoms of dizziness and weakness were reduced.

As for dance creation, it cannot be said that it was a difficult start, at least it was at a loss.

Zhuang Xi's physical strength was not enough to support continuous dance movements, so he designed and choreographed the dance while doing rehabilitation exercises.

She initially taught herself classical ballet in a welfare school. After joining the company, she received three years of professional training and was exposed to Latin dance, modern dance and various ethnic dances.

Her ability to imitate and understand was good, and with the aid of Mengying and other techniques, she quickly transformed from a somewhat talented self-learner to a professional dancer who can make a living through dance.

Even though he is in poor physical condition and lacks the assistance of prosthetics, the dance moves designed and performed by Zhuang Xi are still pleasing to the eye.

But she wasn't satisfied with the design results.Even a layman like Bai Zhe could tell that something was wrong.

He had never learned to dance, but he had seen Ashinma dance with his own eyes.not like this.

Zhuang Xi indeed made a lot of reference to the movements and postures of Mother Moth when designing the movements.Such as struggling and twisting hard, spinning and dancing to weave a silk net, carrying a giant net on its back and fluttering its wings with difficulty, etc.

The similarities can be seen in appearance. The dances are novel and beautiful, but the key charm is missing.

“It doesn’t feel crazy enough.”

Bai Zhe, the only audience member, gave an objective evaluation.

Zhuang Xi nodded silently.She felt stuck in her thoughts.

If we pursue restoration completely, regardless of whether the human body can achieve those actions, the final stage effect will inevitably frighten or even psychologically traumatize the audience.

However, the current adapted version has lost the weird and dangerous charm of the original version.

We must not only pursue the charm of "Dance of the Moth", but also take into account the beauty of the dance performance.
During the break, Bai Zhe and Zhuang Xi searched and browsed the information on Dance of the Moth to see if there were any ideas for reference.

The "dance of the moth" is not a new theme.

People often associate dance with butterflies, praising the dancers with their gestures and colors.There are also many precedents for using moths, which are similar to butterflies, as dance themes.

They found a large number of related works through a random search.There are live performances and virtual ones.

"How should I put it? Most of them give me the feeling that it is more appropriate to call them butterfly dance."

The moths fluttering in the night, the moths fluttering towards the lights.The wings are gray or dangerously colored, and the scale powder is scattered in the darkness.This feeling is obviously different from that of a butterfly.

“These two have some vibes, but they’re not particularly relevant.”

Zhuang Xi found two performances with good style.The action, soundtrack, and stage effects make it obvious what the moth is about.But compared to the movements she designed, there was no obvious breakthrough.

Mainly, their moth is not a real moth, it is really a special kind.
There is no place to copy.I'm going to die.

Bai Zhe began to doubt whether the dance work plan would work.Maybe trying to recreate the beauty of Ashinma through dance was wrong from the beginning.

"Zhuang Xi, what do you think the beauty of dance comes from?"

She thought for a while and said slowly:

"The most superficial thing is the beauty of the body and movement, the direct visual impact."

"After that, it's probably through action choreography, eyes, rhythm, emotions and artistic conception."

"Going deeper, it may come from the harmonious beauty of music, stage, costumes, cooperation, etc. All factors and dance work together."

Well, the cultural literacy is indeed much higher than that of the violent dwarf.

The beauty of body, the beauty of artistic conception, the beauty of harmony.The beauty of a dance performance is undoubtedly multi-layered.

"I was wondering if there would be a conflict between the madness and disorder inherent in A Moth's Dance and the inner harmony that dance pursues."

Zhuang Xi lowered his head and didn't answer for a long time.She felt that her thoughts were blocked, and Bai Zhe seemed to intuitively give the reason for the blockage.

Is there really nothing we can do?

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three days later.

Zhuang Xi didn't go out and spent all day in the living room pondering dance moves.Bai Zhe felt that something was not right about her state and that she had a tendency to become obsessed.But he couldn't persuade the other party.

The dancer seems to be trapped in the dance of the moth, and has an indelible obsession with recreating Ashinma's posture.

Dancing in front of the mirror, constantly changing, until the body can no longer support it.

The effect of rehabilitation exercises can only be said to be quite satisfactory. The weakness in her body has never been eradicated, resulting in her being unable to dance for a long time.

Due to the excessive amount of exercise in the past two days, Bai Zhe even felt that Zhuang Xi's physical condition was showing signs of decline.

Is winning against Xikora so important to you?

He can understand that the point is not to win but to prove the uniqueness of his existence.

Everyone wants to prove that they are special, but the process is so difficult.

Foreign objects can be copied, bodies can be imitated, words, deeds and emotions can be learned and imitated.

The birth of Sikora indicates that even the particularity of artistic creation and performance can be erased, and this private land does not seem to be that special.

Individuals are eager to prove their uniqueness, and the development of the world makes people's appearance and essence more and more similar.

"Did He hear my wish?"

Zhuang Xi, who was resting on a chair, murmured.He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be asking Bai Zhe.

There were specks of blood on the back of her shirt, and some small wounds would open and bleed from time to time.Blood scabs formed and fell off over and over again. Her body never recovered, and the large scars from the removal of the prosthetic body did not disappear.

“Will He respond to my wishes?”

"Responded."

Bai Zhe spoke out, and Zhuang Xi suddenly turned his head.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

"But you should understand that placing your hope on Him is not a rational behavior. I do not believe that there is a god in the world whose mission is to save mankind."

The transformation granted by Ashinma may bring death, or worse.He made it clear that the red egg was not a brand.

"I'm already dead, so why don't I dare to gamble?"

Zhuang Xi is very grateful to Bai Zhe for dragging her out of death, but she does not intend to use her recovered life calmly.

As a dancer, she was meant to dance.If there was a chance to perform a charming dance, even if the cost was death, she would seize it without hesitation.

Moths are not long-lived creatures.

Bai Zhe took out the scarlet egg from his pocket. There were many irregular filaments growing on its exterior, like blood vessels or roots.

Everyone has their own choice.Since his mind has been made up, he does not need to interfere.

Zhuang Xi stared at the red eggs exuding life in Bai Zhe's hands, and she finally saw the proof of their existence.

There is no right path, and she is willing to go astray.I only hope that this wrong path can be exchanged for an opportunity and a dance.

She took the red egg from Bai Zhe's hand and pressed it on her heart under the guidance of her intuition.

The scarlet thread pierced the skin, and the egg given by Ashinma lodged in the heart.

Silk threads of the same color sprouted from all over the body, slowly forming a giant oval cocoon outside Zhuang Xi's body.

She smiled and waved goodbye to Bai Zhe.Thanks.

Bai Zhe looked at the huge scarlet cocoon as tall as a person in the room and felt that his life was becoming more and more colorful.

　I revised it a bit and posted it late.

　　Cat wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't agree.As a result, when the delivery man opened the door, he took the opportunity to slip out.The little brother yelled, and the good-for-nothing cat lay down on the spot and rolled over on its belly, and then the little brother easily picked up the scruff of Destiny's neck.

　　The little brother also praised it for its good character, but in fact it was just a coward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)