American fame and fortune

The House of the Beast, Martin changed his dance clothes, stretched his body, and was surrounded by a group of sportsmen, and came to the backstage exit.

Hart was very excited: "Papa Martin, we finally waited for you to take the stage. It's not easy." He came to the front of the ring stage, as if facing countless audiences: "The king is about to ascend his throne!"

Martin strode forward and stood on the ring stage for the first time. He ignored the sand sculptures of Hart and Carrington, and turned to look to the side of the stage: "Annie?"

A middle-aged woman named Annie is from the Savannah College of the Arts, a professional choreographer who cooperates with the House of the Beast, and is hired by the crew this time to be the dancer.

She asked, "Ever practiced dancing?"

Martin said: "When I was young, I practiced disco and hip-hop, and played around by myself."

Needless to say how messy the impromptu performance is, dancing is a sharp tool for picking up girls.

Annie asked someone to turn on the music: "Let me see your sense of rhythm and flexibility."

Martin followed the beat of the music and danced a short piece of disco that he had practiced in his previous life.

"The sense of rhythm is very good." Annie went on stage: "The body is relatively stiff..."

Martin said: "I used to dance blindly without professional guidance."

Annie circled around him: "Your physical condition is very good. If you give me two months, I can train you out, but the preparation time is too short."

She had an in-depth chat with director Benjamin: "I have specially designed three dances for you."

Martin nodded: "I've warmed up, let's get started."

The people from the Boys' Team around them all retreated backstage, not knowing what to do.

Anne is a very thoughtful choreographer: "The first piece is called the Zombie Machine Gun Dance. The essence of it is that when the dance music rushes to the peak, it shakes as quickly as a machine gun fires."

She pinched her waist with both hands, twisted her waist and swung her hips, shaking her crotch violently.

Martin understood the key point of this dance at a glance, similar to a machine gun firing!

American B-grade movies, everyone knows it.

Annie gestured with her hands, asked her assistant to adjust the music, and said to Martin, "Now do it with me."

The music sounded, and Annie stood in front of Martin, and said while doing movements: "Swing your arms, tilt your head, point your left foot forward, step on the ground with your right foot, swing, pounce...Okay, do it again!"

Martin did exactly as Anne asked.

Finished again and again, the dance music is about to reach superb, Annie shouted loudly: "Bow your body back, protrude your crotch, twist your waist and swing your hips, sprint at your fastest speed and most violent rhythm!"

Martin leaned back and bowed his body, as if facing Kelly and Louise alone, he swayed violently with super fast speed and rhythm!

"Very good!" Annie looked at the exaggerated swing and rhythm: "Hold on, it's like a machine gun fire!"

At the end of the dance music, Martin stopped, because he had done too much practice and practice in his daily life, such a large and fast-paced activity, without any soreness.

Anne encouraged loudly: "You are a genius, Martin! You have basically mastered the most essential part of this dance."

Martin is very dedicated and treats it as special training, which will definitely be useful in the future: "Annie, let's do it again."

Annie nodded: "Music!"

This is not a musical. The dance moves designed by Annie are relatively simple. The finished film must be rated R, and the dance part naturally focuses on showing the charm of hormones.

Accompanied by the superb part of the dance music, Martin once again sprinted and swayed at a fast pace, like an Avenger cannon that could never run out of bullets.

After dancing a few times, Annie said softly during the rest, "Your girlfriend must be very happy."

Bruce suddenly appeared from behind: "You don't know? His girlfriend is Earth."

Martin stretched out a middle finger straight back, but someone gently pushed the finger away. When he looked back, it turned out to be pointing at Robert's big head.

Robert withdrew his hand, opened a can of Coke, and handed it to Martin: "Thank you."

Martin pointed to the table next to him: "You put it down first."

Robert was tired and didn't want to explain any more, so he just kept his mouth shut.

Martin introduced Robert to Anne, saying he was going to play the club owner.

Annie said: "You have a dance, I will show you the prototype of the dance later."

Pointing to himself, Robert asked, "I want to dance too? I'm going to scare the audience."

Anne asked her assistant to bring her laptop and played a music video in which one of the girls danced.

"This is a French song that was just released this spring." She briefly introduced: "This dance is very charming and spiritual."

Martin discerned carefully, and vaguely remembered: "This singer seems to be Alizee from France."

Annie nodded: "Yes, that's her!" She looked at Robert: "It's a perfect dance, you perform it on the stage, and the effect explodes."

Robert wiped the sweat from his head: "How is it possible!"

Anne said: "Benjamin said this is a comedy, and contrast can bring comedy effect."

"How is it suitable for me?" Robert couldn't imagine.

Martin pointed to the screen, then to him, and said in Robert's words: "She has a big forehead, and you also have a big forehead, perfect match!"

Thinking of the hard-won line role, Robert gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll do it!"

Martin looked at the time and asked Annie, "Shall we continue?"

Annie gave the laptop to Robert: "You should read it a few more times."

The dance music played again, and Martin continued to practice the machine gun dance.

Bruce stood next to Robert, with his hands in his pockets, saw the superb part of the dance, and suddenly said: "I now believe that this stinky piece of shit got the producer with hard power."

Robert didn't know why: "What hard power?"

Bruce said: "It's better that you don't know, because you tend to feel inferior."

In the afternoon, the first zombie machine gun dance came to an end. After Anne taught Robert some dismantling movements to increase body flexibility, he took Martin to familiarize himself with the second dance.

"This is a group dance." Annie described it vividly: "It's called a group dance."

"It doesn't sound right to me," Martin said.

Annie, as an artist, is very serious: "You will understand after looking at it."

She yelled towards the backstage entrance: "Beauties, come out!"

"dad!"

Almost uniform voices sounded, and eighteen tall and burly "beauties" in stockings ran onto the stage, dispersed into a circle, surrounded Martin and Annie, and rushed forward in a sliding kneeling posture led by the two blonde beauties. come over.

At first glance, a hundred flowers bloom!

Looking closely, Martin was dumbfounded. These stinky shits were wearing long wigs, prosthetic clothes and stockings, and they were trailing fluffy tails.

Some of them, unshaven!

It seems like a flower.

Annie explained: "Today is just practice."

Martin couldn't deny it: "It's indeed a wild dance of demons."

It can only be said that this is really a horror zombie comedy.

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