God level takeaway system
Chapter 343 Strange Aerobics
But after only dancing for 1 minute, the hip-hop team realized that something was wrong. On weekdays, they mastered the rhythm of the music so well that the hip-hop rhythm was so fast that they could make every movement follow the rhythm.
Why today, they are like making dumplings, they almost dance on their own.
The captain frowned slightly and said, "Don't underestimate it, the 2 yuan is very important to us."
"Hey, children, you seem to have forgotten that this aerobics must be accompanied by singing." The old man did not forget to wake up a few people and said.
The young man nodded, feeling that what happened today was a bit sinister.
They started to turn on the music again, let go of their voices, and prepared to learn exactly the same way and do aerobics according to the rhythm recorded just now, following the takeaway boy whose face could not be seen clearly in the video.
But this time the jump was even more chaotic than before, even worse than dumpling. The footsteps were like the four hooves of untrained war horses, beating randomly on the ground, and the movements were not to mention. .
It was even unbearable, worse than those old people dancing just now.
They tried their best to learn the details of Wang Mian's movements, trying to forcibly standardize their movements, but they couldn't rhyme with the song and singing, which made them vomit blood.
This hip-hop team, a little unbelieving, tried many times in a row, but couldn't jump down smoothly.
Now it doesn't matter who wins the competition. As a hip-hop team, a commoner can't even learn ordinary aerobics, so how can you mess around?
Tried again and again, failed again and again, which made Wang Mian feel terrified.
At this time, many people have gathered to watch, and people are talking about it.
"Hey, don't you know? This aerobics is really evil. At that time, it went crazy on the Internet, but not many people believed it. It was unexpected."
"Brother, how do you know that this hip-hop team was not hired?"
"Nonsense, why hire them? This is the street, not a commercial performance."
Hearing the crowd's discussion, the hip-hop team blushed like blood and tried more than ten times, but still couldn't complete the aerobics.
The old man who bet with them at the beginning took out his cigarette leisurely, watching these hardworking children while smoking.
It was getting dark, and several young people had to admit their failure dejectedly.
"Son, do you know who I am?" The old man took a deep puff of cigarette, and said to the arrogance of the hip-hop leader before.
The young man shook his head but did not make a sound. The old man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it with his foot, but he did not speak.
His mental outlook seemed to have changed, and he suddenly turned into a young man. In front of several young people, he started to dance street dance exaggeratedly.
Moreover, this street dance is a fusion of Tai Chi, mechanical dance, and even break dancing that was once popular in the past. It is a fusion of hardness and softness. The difficulty of the movements is simply international standards.
The young people who watched were stunned, not to mention the old man's age, just talking about this difficult movement, even a few young people might not be able to complete it.
After dancing a few paragraphs, the old man said out of breath, "I am the 18th, that is, 20 years ago, the world champion of hip-hop."
Several young people stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief, and they were dumbfounded and speechless.
The old man patted the captain on the shoulder and said: "However, I have danced so many dances and experienced so many competitions, but I have never seen aerobics that looks so simple but is so difficult-this is The reason why I practiced him, and led a group of people, dancing ugly movements like a group of demons."
The captain was already stupid, not knowing what was going on in his mind.
At this time, the old man shifted his eyes from Xin to Wang Mian.
"Brother, you have been watching just now, do you want to challenge it too? If you can jump off the 2 yuan completely, it will be yours."
"More than that, my little brother, whoever thinks this aerobics is easy, you can come up and try it."
Wang Mian pointed to himself and said, "I—forget it."
"Why forget it, I just saw your eyes, and I have some opinions on our dancing like this."
"Why forget it." The old man said a little angrily.
"I think it's not easy for you to earn this money, and I'm afraid I'll win you over." Wang Mian said.
"Win me—" the old man's eyes widened in surprise. If Wang Mian had said that just now, he wouldn't have been surprised, but after seeing the hip-hop team's defeat, it's arrogance for someone to dare to say that.
Even the hip-hop youth team that lost the competition just now looked disdainful.
"It's really lively? What day is it today, to watch the demons dance continuously." Someone said.
No one was optimistic about Wang Mian, and of course there were some who felt that the old man and the hip-hop team were bluffing, and the aerobics looked simple no matter how you looked at it.
Before I knew it, hundreds of people had surrounded the basketball court, like watching a street juggler.
"Okay, my dance was not standard before, let's dance a standard one today." Wang Mian said, everyone didn't understand, and they didn't understand what it meant. He took off his takeaway clothes, and the clothes he was wearing inside It's a tight-fitting cut-sleeve vest.
"Ah—this is not an ordinary takeaway boy—"
The crowd exploded immediately. For the past few days, all kinds of takeaway boys who have been spreading wildly on the Internet have already become popular all over the Internet. Every time one of these takeaway boys appears, it will cause big news.
Where would there be a delivery guy, there would be Wang Mian's solid muscles.
"Yeah—he seems to be from the God of Cookery Food Delivery Company." Someone recognized Wang Mian's yellow robe and said.
"God of Cookery—damn it, isn't that where Frost Beauty and God of War come out?"
The crowd immediately exploded, and some people still don't know about God of Cookery.
However, Wang Mian's company, Super System's takeaway staff, mainly deliver food within a small area of Shangjing City, but some people really know about it.
Introduce them to those who don't know.
"You don't know? The food delivery staff of God of Food Company are simply god-level."
"Damn, is it as exaggerated as you said?"
"Really, there are also tall female delivery staff. The heads are more than 1 meters tall, and they are all beautiful, but they look too cold. If they don't give praise, they will force them to the neck with a big knife. .”
When Wang Mian heard this, he almost stumbled and fell down, "No wonder, since the super system took delivery orders, there have been no bad reviews? It turns out that Guan Luye and the others usually deliver food like this."
Hearing so many rumors about the God of Cookery Company, everyone focused their attention on Wang Mian again.
When the music started, Wang Mian began to sing, and the ethereal voice, like a fairy, vibrated 2,3 or [-] kilometers away, and everyone was dumbfounded.
The old man was also dumbfounded, because Wang Mian's movements were perfectly coordinated, even more coordinated than the delivery boy in the video.
Someone was able to seize the opportunity and took out their mobile phones to record videos.
Why today, they are like making dumplings, they almost dance on their own.
The captain frowned slightly and said, "Don't underestimate it, the 2 yuan is very important to us."
"Hey, children, you seem to have forgotten that this aerobics must be accompanied by singing." The old man did not forget to wake up a few people and said.
The young man nodded, feeling that what happened today was a bit sinister.
They started to turn on the music again, let go of their voices, and prepared to learn exactly the same way and do aerobics according to the rhythm recorded just now, following the takeaway boy whose face could not be seen clearly in the video.
But this time the jump was even more chaotic than before, even worse than dumpling. The footsteps were like the four hooves of untrained war horses, beating randomly on the ground, and the movements were not to mention. .
It was even unbearable, worse than those old people dancing just now.
They tried their best to learn the details of Wang Mian's movements, trying to forcibly standardize their movements, but they couldn't rhyme with the song and singing, which made them vomit blood.
This hip-hop team, a little unbelieving, tried many times in a row, but couldn't jump down smoothly.
Now it doesn't matter who wins the competition. As a hip-hop team, a commoner can't even learn ordinary aerobics, so how can you mess around?
Tried again and again, failed again and again, which made Wang Mian feel terrified.
At this time, many people have gathered to watch, and people are talking about it.
"Hey, don't you know? This aerobics is really evil. At that time, it went crazy on the Internet, but not many people believed it. It was unexpected."
"Brother, how do you know that this hip-hop team was not hired?"
"Nonsense, why hire them? This is the street, not a commercial performance."
Hearing the crowd's discussion, the hip-hop team blushed like blood and tried more than ten times, but still couldn't complete the aerobics.
The old man who bet with them at the beginning took out his cigarette leisurely, watching these hardworking children while smoking.
It was getting dark, and several young people had to admit their failure dejectedly.
"Son, do you know who I am?" The old man took a deep puff of cigarette, and said to the arrogance of the hip-hop leader before.
The young man shook his head but did not make a sound. The old man threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it with his foot, but he did not speak.
His mental outlook seemed to have changed, and he suddenly turned into a young man. In front of several young people, he started to dance street dance exaggeratedly.
Moreover, this street dance is a fusion of Tai Chi, mechanical dance, and even break dancing that was once popular in the past. It is a fusion of hardness and softness. The difficulty of the movements is simply international standards.
The young people who watched were stunned, not to mention the old man's age, just talking about this difficult movement, even a few young people might not be able to complete it.
After dancing a few paragraphs, the old man said out of breath, "I am the 18th, that is, 20 years ago, the world champion of hip-hop."
Several young people stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief, and they were dumbfounded and speechless.
The old man patted the captain on the shoulder and said: "However, I have danced so many dances and experienced so many competitions, but I have never seen aerobics that looks so simple but is so difficult-this is The reason why I practiced him, and led a group of people, dancing ugly movements like a group of demons."
The captain was already stupid, not knowing what was going on in his mind.
At this time, the old man shifted his eyes from Xin to Wang Mian.
"Brother, you have been watching just now, do you want to challenge it too? If you can jump off the 2 yuan completely, it will be yours."
"More than that, my little brother, whoever thinks this aerobics is easy, you can come up and try it."
Wang Mian pointed to himself and said, "I—forget it."
"Why forget it, I just saw your eyes, and I have some opinions on our dancing like this."
"Why forget it." The old man said a little angrily.
"I think it's not easy for you to earn this money, and I'm afraid I'll win you over." Wang Mian said.
"Win me—" the old man's eyes widened in surprise. If Wang Mian had said that just now, he wouldn't have been surprised, but after seeing the hip-hop team's defeat, it's arrogance for someone to dare to say that.
Even the hip-hop youth team that lost the competition just now looked disdainful.
"It's really lively? What day is it today, to watch the demons dance continuously." Someone said.
No one was optimistic about Wang Mian, and of course there were some who felt that the old man and the hip-hop team were bluffing, and the aerobics looked simple no matter how you looked at it.
Before I knew it, hundreds of people had surrounded the basketball court, like watching a street juggler.
"Okay, my dance was not standard before, let's dance a standard one today." Wang Mian said, everyone didn't understand, and they didn't understand what it meant. He took off his takeaway clothes, and the clothes he was wearing inside It's a tight-fitting cut-sleeve vest.
"Ah—this is not an ordinary takeaway boy—"
The crowd exploded immediately. For the past few days, all kinds of takeaway boys who have been spreading wildly on the Internet have already become popular all over the Internet. Every time one of these takeaway boys appears, it will cause big news.
Where would there be a delivery guy, there would be Wang Mian's solid muscles.
"Yeah—he seems to be from the God of Cookery Food Delivery Company." Someone recognized Wang Mian's yellow robe and said.
"God of Cookery—damn it, isn't that where Frost Beauty and God of War come out?"
The crowd immediately exploded, and some people still don't know about God of Cookery.
However, Wang Mian's company, Super System's takeaway staff, mainly deliver food within a small area of Shangjing City, but some people really know about it.
Introduce them to those who don't know.
"You don't know? The food delivery staff of God of Food Company are simply god-level."
"Damn, is it as exaggerated as you said?"
"Really, there are also tall female delivery staff. The heads are more than 1 meters tall, and they are all beautiful, but they look too cold. If they don't give praise, they will force them to the neck with a big knife. .”
When Wang Mian heard this, he almost stumbled and fell down, "No wonder, since the super system took delivery orders, there have been no bad reviews? It turns out that Guan Luye and the others usually deliver food like this."
Hearing so many rumors about the God of Cookery Company, everyone focused their attention on Wang Mian again.
When the music started, Wang Mian began to sing, and the ethereal voice, like a fairy, vibrated 2,3 or [-] kilometers away, and everyone was dumbfounded.
The old man was also dumbfounded, because Wang Mian's movements were perfectly coordinated, even more coordinated than the delivery boy in the video.
Someone was able to seize the opportunity and took out their mobile phones to record videos.
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