Chapter 145: Idol Development Plan (3)

If Cheng Xiaoyu’s head toss and wink had been performed by a handsome man, it certainly would have been immensely attractive. Coming from him, however, the effect was vastly diminished.

Gazing at the five expressionless faces and the two looking on with a hint of concern, Cheng Xiaoyu began to sway his body gently. Before even starting to dance, he began to sing:

*Into my life*

Singing as he moved, Cheng Xiaoyu stepped slowly forward to the beat. The group of people looked on, somewhat bewildered, utterly baffled as to what this chubby fellow was playing at by singing during a dance battle. Cheng Xiaoyu, however, simply felt that without vocal accompaniment, the dance would lack punch—a spontaneous embellishment entirely of his own making.

*I've seen a million faces*
*And I've been waiting for you*
*I've fallen down a few times*

As he hit this line, Cheng Xiaoyu began to step backward. Although it was just a simple retreat, the rhythm was exquisitely smooth. Everyone present could see that this chubby guy was no ordinary person; though his physique lacked traditional elegance, his movements possessed a subtle, harmonious naturalness.

*But love's never wasted*
*I'll always learn new things*
*I won't keep lurking in the deep sea*

By the time Cheng Xiaoyu completed his first set of movements, he left everyone utterly astonished. They had never imagined that dance could be executed in such a manner. Rich in rhythm and cadence, every gesture and movement of his hands and feet radiated a harmonious beauty that combined explosive power with hyper-sexy lines.

*Until you let me breathe*
*This time, I'm falling for you, willingly*
*Feeling the sweet taboo you bring to me*
*Oh, all my imaginations have come true*

Cheng Xiaoyu crossed his feet, shifting side-to-side as his hands extended outward. With his head held high and a proud expression, he then placed his right hand over his chest, tugging at his black T-shirt while trembling to mimic the rhythm of a heartbeat. At that moment, Xu Qinning thought Cheng Xiaoyu looked utterly devastatingly cool. It was the first time she had ever witnessed a dance make her blood surge with excitement. Although Cheng Xiaoyu was slightly on the heavier side, it didn't detract from his rhythmic groove in the least. The range of motion for each movement wasn't massive, but it was brimming with a pleasing aesthetic. The choreography of this dance transcended physical limitations; as long as it was executed well, it allowed anyone to experience the true beauty of dance. Xu Qinning actually caught herself associating the word "sexy" with Cheng Xiaoyu—a word that, logically speaking, should have had zero connection to him whatsoever. Yet through this dance, he had pulled it off.

*Oh, you should let it go too*
*I'm changing this game*
*Do you feel it too?*
*Because I want to make it all come true*
*Ah, obsessed, that's why*
*I hope you're ready*

Here, Cheng Xiaoyu handled the transition with even greater ingenuity, crossing his feet with a slight spring before waving his right arm. This astonishing footwork left the dance instructor dumbfounded. Such movements looked simple, but executing them with aesthetic appeal was truly difficult. If this choreography was original to Cheng Xiaoyu, he undoubtedly belonged in the tier of master-level dancers. The handsome instructor’s face turned ashen, yet he still couldn't figure out what genre of dance this belonged to. He knew he had lost—unquestionably defeated. His opponent's innovative choreography made his own contemporary dance look pale and utterly devoid of infectious energy.

*I won't play the fool*
*Because all I want to do*
*Is love you by your side*
*Love you by your side*
*By your side*
*Love you by your side*
*Love you by your side*
*By your side*

With one final spin, Cheng Xiaoyu punctuated his movement with a shuddering ripple across his chest. Cheng Xiujing had already begun to doubt whether everything before her eyes was real. She was a dance student herself, yet this was the first time she had ever witnessed a performance so utterly mesmerizing. A fierce urge to learn welled up within her; she wanted to dance just like Cheng Xiaoyu. The dance was simply too magical—had her self-pride not restrained her, she would have rushed forward long ago to beg Cheng Xiaoyu to teach her.

Watching Cheng Xiaoyu standing in the center of the practice room, Su Yuqi felt a surge of pride blossom within her heart. Cheng Xiaoyu was like a boundless box with endless potential waiting to be unearthed. Every time she thought she had emptied everything inside this box, the result would always surpass her expectations, revealing yet another door leading to a different world of his, behind which lay an even more vast and expansive realm.

Cheng Xiaoyu, however, was starting to feel a bit strained. His body simply lacked sufficient conditioning, and performing vocals while executing high-energy choreography compounded the difficulty, requiring him to maintain not only precise movements but also steady breath control. Though the song was intensely catchy, singing it was remarkably challenging, especially for a male vocalist. Fortunately, Cheng Xiaoyu had painstakingly honed his singing, allowing him to deliver an exceptional performance and elevate the fusion of dance and music to a flawless realm.

Walking up to Su Yuqi’s music teacher, Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I suppose I don't need to get lost now."

A flush of red and white swept across the handsome teacher's face. With a cold snort, he flicked his sleeve and strode toward the exit of the practice room. By this point, the six young women had been completely won over by Cheng Xiaoyu. Not only could he sing exceptionally well, but his dancing was also heaven-defying. If he weren't just a tiny bit chubby, he would undoubtedly be a superstar of tomorrow.