Zhen Zhen's head tightened and suddenly thought of the warning of candy cube.

Yes, Lu Jian is pretending to be like a psychiatrist.

Cooperate quickly.

Zhen Zhen blushed and lowered her head, "Brother Jian is so awesome... It pierced my heart in an instant..."

"Hmph, basic operation." Lu Jian was very satisfied, and he wanted to say that he had passed.

Mo Changyu suddenly inserted strongly: "Don't be clever and answer the questions."

Zhen Zhen's performance was broken, so she had to say truthfully: "Artist should be the most interesting job I can do, why not try it?"

mc.dog snorted: "Artists are not simple jobs."

"Of course, I can't practice soul rap like you, Gou Brother."

"Well...this..." Lu Kang's face turned red, "It's not that difficult..."

Mo Changyu frowned: "Ms. Zhen, I am very dissatisfied with your slick style."

Lu Kang argued: "No, they are very frank! They are telling the truth."

Mo Changyu ignored him at all and said, "What talent do you have? Show it."

"This...you probably know, I'm a coser." Zhen Zhen pounded her head, "It's a pity... the clothes are locked at home, and I can't take them out now."

"Real cos do not require clothing, expression and temperament are enough." Mo Changyu raised his arms and said, "Get a cos you are good at."

"Now? Come on?"

"Don't waste time."

"Okay..." Zhen Zhen took off her little windbreaker, took out a few small things from her handbag, tied her hair up, put on contact lenses, then closed her eyes and leaned on the chair, closing her eyes to sleep.

"That's it?" Mo Changyu sneered, "It's so exaggerating, like..."

But when Zhen Zhen opened her eyes suddenly, her pupils seemed to have become vertical, and her whole body became flexible.

Mo Changyu was dumbfounded, even Lu Jian's expression lit up. What a guy, this is the cat's energy.

"Fuck, there's such an operation!" Lu Kang was so scared that he was about to fall off the chair.

Next, Zhen Zhen learned to go down the ground with the posture of a cat, arched her back hard, and made an exaggerated "cat-style stretching", while a lazy cat screamed: "Woo meow!"

Lu Jian began to get goosebumps all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, she "sits" on the ground, hooked her hands into a cat's claws, licked her claws, and wiped her face with her claws. Her weird flexibility could actually support her scratching her forehead with her heels.

Lu Kang was about to scare under the table.

Mo Changyu raised his arm awkwardly: "Enough, let's get here..."

However, Zhen Zhen's performance had just begun. After finishing her work, she stood up again and took the opera-like brisk dance steps. The kitten looked around and the singing appeared.

“there's-a-whisper-down-thelineat-eleven-thirty-nine~”

“when-the-night-mail's-ready-to-depart~”

""Cat"!" Lu Jian said in a panic. This was a small episode in the opera "Cat", but he couldn't remember the name.

"the-railway-cat." Mo Changyou whispered, "I can't finish singing, it's too fast, and I can't breathe."

As Mo Changyu said, this song has extremely fast beats, extremely fast dance steps, and dense lyrics. What is magical is that Zhen Zhen has achieved absolutely perfect clarity in pronunciation. Her free and casual dance steps, which are strangely completed the synonym of the sound and dance.

“Saying-skimble- where-is-skimble?

“has-he-gone-to-hunt-the-thimble?”

“we-must-find-him-or-the-train-an't-start~”

As Zhen Zhen sang, she could even jump on the chair and learn from her cat's appearance. She was not messy at all, nor did she show common small mistakes like "swallowing words and breathing heavily and chasing".

When performing, especially when singing, the singers test not only physical strength, muscles and lung capacity, but also the control ability of the entire body. While doing those fancy moves, they also have to be distracted from doing a good breath and vocals. This is almost impossible to achieve perfection at the same time.

Qiao Qiao, who was peeking through the crack in the door, clenched his fists. He suddenly remembered what happened in the Devil Training Camp. He wanted to die after running five kilometers, but Zhen Zhen was not breathless and was still perfect and elegant. Qiao Qiao still doesn't know whether this was practiced or born.

While Lu Jian was watching, his fingers kept tapping the desktop lightly at an extremely fast frequency: "Photo 13/8, keep up perfectly."

"Stop ordering, it's very noisy."

In two minutes, the opera scene ended. Zhen Zhen extended her arms to complete her performance. At the end, she finally saw the heavy ups and downs on her chest, like a gymnast who had just completed the vault.

The three judges fell into a long silence.

To be fair, the tone is not as good as Mo Xijun, and some of the pitch is even more extreme.

But the coordination between beats and dance steps is perfect, and it is hard to imagine that a non-professional can do this. No, even a professional can never do it in just a few years.

Moreover, not talking about opera and dance, just looking at the physical movements and expressions of the "cat", she even surpassed most professionals.

Zhen Zhen saw that the three people were not talking and was very awkward in this position. She lowered her arms slightly, and her two cat claws were on both sides of her head, and asked carefully: "Meow?"

Duang!

Lu Kang fell to the ground.

While rubbing goosebumps on his arms wildly, Lu Jian said, "Well... it's very good... sit down and take a rest first."

After staring at Zhen Zhen for a long time, Mo Changyu asked, "Have you participated in professional training?"

"I practiced ballet for two years, but my dad felt it was ruined, so he stopped practicing."

"What about opera dance and bel canto?" Mo Changyu then said, "It takes a long time to practice to reach this level. You'd better tell the truth."

"It's true that I have practiced myself." Zhen Zhen wiped her sweat gently, and her cheeks were flushed like she had just exercised. "The first time I watched "Cat" was about 5 years old. I watched it on Broadway. I liked it very much at that time. I pestered my dad to watch it several times. I'm a kid. When I met something I liked, I would watch it over and over again. I wanted to imitate it. I didn't feel annoyed at all. In addition, there were few things I could see at that time. After I came back, I wanted to watch it every week. Because I've watched it so many times, I would sing it and then danced it. Later... I felt that many of the actors' body movements could be more extreme. It's not that they are bad, but my personal aesthetics, because I have raised a lot of cats... and then I will change it secretly. Now it's like this."

"Hmph...there is really no choice for artistic taste...and there is also a control over the rhythm..." Mo Changyu had to sigh, "Looking at this section only, you are better than all the opera actors who have played this role in China."

"It's too good to be too good to be too good to be...I haven't dared to show it to others..." Zhen Zhen quickly got up and bowed, "Thank you for your affirmation by Teacher Mo."

"Don't be slick." Mo Changyou glanced at her head and avoided her eyes. "As for the pitch, it's a mess! The range is too narrow, with only the high pitch range and tone, compared with your intuitive comparison, Mo Xijun, is 100 mc.dog less."

mc.dog climbed onto the chair at this time and was sprayed down again.
Chapter completed!