Lin Ke smiled confidently when he heard this: "Why not?"
He turned around and looked at the matchmaker with a smile, waiting for her reply.
When the matchmaker heard this, her expressionless face wrinkled up, but there was a flash of light deep in her eyes.
But the women next to the matchmaker had different expressions.
As the various words echoed, everyone felt that Lin Ke was bragging and did not believe that he could dance at all.
"Who is he? He can dance?"
"How can he dance like that?"
"The tone is too loud. I think he can't dance at all!"
The girls were whispering to each other inside the door, and their voices did not avoid Lin Ke at all.
Lin Ke turned a deaf ear and kept the confident smile on his face, just looking at the matchmaker.
The matchmaker knew that there were no men learning to dance in the capital, but there were very few of them, and she knew most of them. Who was the young man in front of her?
Can he really dance?
Then she looked at the handsome young man in front of her and asked, "Sir, do you still know your surname?"
Lin Ke smiled slightly: "I am not a young master. My name is Lin Ke. I live at the deepest part of Chaoyang Street. Just call me Xiao Lin."
"Do you live here?" The matchmaker looked at Lin Ke, nodded with a smile, and said with a smile: "That's okay, mom, I promise you Mr. Lin... But I have to ask them who is willing to communicate with Mr. Lin.
dance."
When Lin Ke heard the matchmaker say these words, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The matchmaker then turned around and looked behind her:
"Girls, have you heard this? This Young Master Lin came to me to ask for dancing lessons. You all know that Mom, I haven't danced for many years. Who would like to come and show me how to dance with this Young Master?"
The girls who had just spoken were a little eager to give it a try, and all of them rushed to raise their hands:
"Humph, I don't know how high the world is, let me teach him a lesson!"
"You can't do it, mom asked me to do it."
"Hehehe, mom, mom, I can do it too!"
"You're a dancer, are you really qualified? Stinky Puxin man!"
Behind the matchmaker, some people were sarcastic, some jumped up and shouted with enthusiasm, some were eager to try, some made rude remarks directly, and some simply chose to ignore it.
Of course, Lin Ke would not be affected by these words, because he felt that their words were so weak and did not hit the point at all.
I’ve seen a lot in my previous life!
Seeing that her girls were not reserved at all, the matchmaker felt helpless and dumbfounded.
During the commotion, a woman in a white shirt and a red skirt slowly walked out of the crowd of girls, her red lips slightly parted:
"Mom, let me do it."
Immediately, the other girls around saw this woman walking out, and they all fell silent instantly.
When the matchmaker saw the woman coming out, the smile on her face became even stronger: "My good daughter!"
Lin Ke looked at the person coming out and was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and bowed and said with a smile: "Miss Bingbing, we meet again."
Bingbing?
This is the girl who came to Lin Ke's rescue when Wang Lin wanted to see his chest muscles at the end of the painting studio - Bingbing!
Bingbing heard Lin Ke calling her. Although she had seen her before, she still replied lightly: "Yeah."
Lin Ke felt a little embarrassed after hearing this cold answer. He retracted his hand and simply folded his hands on his abdomen and stood there.
The matchmaker didn't expect that the two knew each other, so she took Bingbing's arm, pulled her aside, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this kid? Have you seen him before?"
Bingbing nodded lightly, spoke more to her mother, and replied softly: "I only know that he is sister Wang Lin's disciple. I only met him today when I went to where sister Wang Lin was painting for me. I just saw him."
But he was in sister Wang Lin’s inner room at that time, and..."
The matchmaker narrowed her eyes when she heard the words and whispered a few words in Bingbing's ear. Bingbing looked back at Lin Ke and then returned to her indifferent look.
The two then turned and returned to the door. The matchmaker said to Lin Ke: "Master Lin, if you come to ask for advice, I will let our girl take over. Is it true that Master Lin already knows the rules of the dance competition?"
Lin Ke was about to ask, but the matchmaker asked herself. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Because my mother usually only teaches me one person, and she never mentioned the rules to me. I don't know what I need to pay attention to when competing with others. Please tell me, sister matchmaker!"
The matchmaker was stunned.
You are just starting out, kid. You don’t even understand the rules of dance competition, why are you here to ask for advice?
Then he saw the matchmaker's eyes looking a little confused: "Young Master Lin is here to entertain my matchmaker, right? You don't even know the rules of the dance? All prostitutes in the world should know this."
You can't blame the matchmaker for being angry.
Because it's equivalent to someone who doesn't know the rules of chess coming over and saying that he wants to compete with him in chess. Isn't this a way of entertainment?
Lin Ke was stunned, knowing that he had made someone angry, so he said: "My mother passed away when I was ten years old. She never taught me the rules of competition at that time. I'm sorry."
Died at the age of ten...
Although there are many miserable people in the world, there are also many matchmakers.
But seeing Lin Ke keeping such a low profile and being honest and not lying to her, the matchmaker couldn't help but soften her eyes.
She looked at Bingbing and said, "My dear daughter, tell me."
Bingbing nodded and said in a cold tone: ""Dance Chronicles" says: Dance should be the essence, quality, and beauty!"
Bingbing, although her name is cold and her tone is cold, she is very enthusiastic when explaining the rules at this time.
"The coherence, quality, and beauty in "Dance Records" are all used to evaluate the performance of dances, and coherence refers to whether all the movements of the entire dance are coherent or not;
Quality is the quality of movements. This quality can be strength, difficult movements, or incomparable grace;
Beauty is the feeling displayed by the entire body and movements, it is beautiful.”
Bingbing paused for a moment before saying this, and then said after hesitation: "Actually, there is another thing called 'temperament', because it is not recorded in the book, but it will be mentioned every time when the courtesan competes for the poetry meeting, which is the compatibility between dance and music.
It has a higher degree of fit and synchronizes vision and ears, thus affecting the mood of the viewer, but we definitely won’t use it today.”
Lin Ke was stunned.
He originally understood what Lu and Mei were talking about at the beginning, but he didn't quite understand Zhi and Guan. Now that Bingbing explained it like this, he understood it.
To put it simply, the dance postures are coherent, the movements are graceful, the whole body is coordinated, and the music is in tune. These rules are not much different from dance in the 21st century.
"Mr. Lin, do you understand? But are you still confused?"
When Lin Ke heard Bingbing's voice, he looked apologetic and said, "No, I understand. Thank you, Miss Bingbing."
When she heard Lin Ke say thank you to herself, Bingbing just nodded slightly.
Seeing this, the matchmaker came over. She thought for a while and said, "Since Mr. Lin now knows the rules, can we get started?"
"Okay, then... I'll go first?" Lin Ke looked at Bingbing.
"Anything is fine." Bingbing's expression was calm, as if she was born this way.
Then Lin Ke took a few steps back, closed his eyes, then opened them again, and took half a step back with his right leg.
At this moment, the matchmaker spoke: "Wait a minute, you said you were introduced by the restaurant owner?"
Lin Ke nodded.
Then he saw the matchmaker turned to his side, facing Tongfu Restaurant, with her hands on her hips, and shouted in a voice like a lion's roar: "Damn fat man, how long are you going to keep peeking? Get out of here!"
The sound spread in Chaoyang Street, and a series of oil lamps were lit, and the people inside woke up one by one.