Chapter 29: Breakdown

If it weren't for Coleman speaking up, others might have taken the opportunity to cause a commotion. Once Coleman spoke, everyone dared not escalate the matter, fearing to leave a bad impression on the woman and risk being targeted by her later, especially since Coleman was a woman going through menopause.

After the incident subsided, Chen Jin walked to an open area, grinned, and turned his head to say, "This is a pretty cool signature move from our side, used in dance battles. I hope everyone likes it."

Having said that, he relaxed his muscles slightly and suddenly, with a cheerful smile, took off the black top hat that Wang Zheng had been wearing. He began to perform a street dance.

With his current physical condition, street dance, a skill he had already mastered, was a piece of cake for him. He started with a difficult windmill move, followed by various challenging moves like the Thomas flair and 1990 hand spins, all performed with ease. However, the coolest part was his smooth dance steps, the casual flow of the black top hat between his head and hands, and the hip-hop rhythm. Even without music, he perfectly displayed a wild, unrestrained, passionate, and flamboyant style.

In that moment, Chen Jin exuded a different kind of enchanting charm – unrestrained, passionate, head tossing, shirt touching, body swaying, hip twisting, small steps, and even each gaze was filled with defiance.

After the dance ended, there was silence for a while before Wang Zheng led the applause, his eyes full of admiration that even a fool could sense. As a real dance teacher, he understood the charm of the dance and the difficulty of some moves, which were quite valuable.

True pure street dance did not become popular until the mid-1990s. Chen Jin's performance was novel and admirable. Even Coleman and others who envied and resented him had to applaud and cheer.

Tang Baoru even felt a tinge of jealousy when Chen Jin, with his carefree sliding step, appeared in front of Lian Junying, looked up slightly, and reached out to grab something in the air, causing Lian Junying's heart to race.

Zhao Shaowen, a dance enthusiast, couldn't help but jump forward and hug Chen Jin's neck. "Good lad, I didn't expect you to have this skill. You have to teach me, one hour every day, or I won't let you off."

"No problem, anyone who wants to learn can, but I can't guarantee you'll master it," Chen Jin laughed, escaping from Zhao Shaowen's hands, and turned his head to look at Tang Baoru as if unintentionally. "I've always said I have many great skills; you just didn't believe it."

Tang Baoru knew the remark was directed at her and snorted, "Show-off, I'll laugh at you when you mess up."

Chen Jin shrugged and handed the hat back to Wang Zheng, apologizing, "Sorry, Teacher Wang, I was a bit rude just now."

"No need, your action of taking the hat and your dance were integrated perfectly," Wang Zheng accepted the hat and shook his head, clearly understanding the unrestraint and flamboyance of street dance. He patted Chen Jin's shoulder, "Let's exchange notes when we have time."

Coleman, being older, naturally had no interest in the youthful activities and couldn't participate. Wang Zheng, being under thirty, was eager to master more dance skills. Chen Jin understood his intentions and nodded with a smile, "Sure, I have a lot to learn from Teacher Wang in dance, please bear with me."

After the performance, Coleman and Wang Zheng taught everyone basic dance skills and body movements to enhance their performance while singing.

After the dance class, Chen Jin didn't rush to practice the piano. He had decided to learn vocals in the morning and dance in the afternoon. He actively sought out Wang Zheng to learn more dance techniques and choreography.

Wang Zheng appreciated Chen Jin's sincerity, and they quickly engaged in an enthusiastic conversation. Chen Jin shared his street dance methods without reservation, demonstrating them on the spot. In return, Wang Zheng also generously shared his knowledge. Their paths in the future were different, so there was no worry of rivalry.

That afternoon, everyone stayed at the training center after class, each busy with different activities. Tang Baoru and Lian Junying, after learning some dance moves from Coleman, went to learn singing techniques. Zhao Shaowen, Chen Qiang, and a few other contestants stayed with Chen Jin and Wang Zheng, listening and learning dance.

At 5:30 pm, when the teachers left, Chen Jin and the others planned to return to rest. As they leisurely walked out, passing by the quiet and beautiful green trees, Chen Jin glanced at Li Guoxian, who was walking with them but seemed out of place and gloomy. He approached and patted his shoulder, "Xianzi, don't take the afternoon incident to heart. You know Baoru's personality…"

Unexpectedly, Li Guoxian shook off his hand with a cold laugh, "Enough, stop pretending to be nice." He regretted his words after speaking but hesitated to make amends, fearing to lose face.

While he was hesitating, Zhao Shaowen burst out. He had been learning street dance from Chen Jin all afternoon. Chen Jin taught diligently, advising him on adjustments and demonstrating patiently. Zhao could feel Chen Jin's generosity and was moved. He couldn't have done the same.

The afternoon incident was indeed Li Guoxian's fault, and it wasn't the first time. Tang Baoru's criticism was warranted. Yet when Chen Jin kindly tried to console him, Li Guoxian responded with such rudeness. Zhao Shaowen, usually easy-going, couldn't hold back and coldly said, "Li Guoxian, you've gone too far. How has A-King offended you? You knew him first, but look at yourself, always targeting A-King. Yet he doesn't hold it against you, and now, as he kindly consoles you, you bite the hand that feeds you…"

Li Guoxian didn't expect Zhao Shaowen to explode. After a moment of shock, he abandoned any thought of reconciliation. His sharp tongue lashed out, "Oh, after learning dance with him for an afternoon, you start taking his side? Ridiculous."

Tang Baoru laughed sarcastically, "See, everyone? He's like a mad dog biting randomly. I'll say this, it's either him or me in this team. If he stays, I'll leave."

After saying this, her gaze swept over the faces of Chen Jin and the others. Seeing Chen Jin about to speak, she kicked him and scolded, "Shut up, don't say a word."

Xu Dong was the first to nod, followed by Chen Qiang. The others didn't need to say anything; they turned and left, leaving Li Guoxian standing alone, filled with shame, anger, and resentment.