my wife is a showman

Chapter 8

Lao Wang is a self-proclaimed square dancer, remembering that he used to go in and out three times at the barbecue stand with tongs, and he was never afraid of anyone.

This is a good opportunity for him to show Sister Ma that he is still strong.

"Come on, your uncle will always be your uncle."

"Xu Lang, I'll dance for you."

Sister Ma stood up bravely. She has seen Xu Lang's rapid progress in the past few days and has full confidence in him.

So the dance team of more than 30 people quickly split into two groups of backup dancers, one group was the aunts who hated Lao Wang, and the other was Lao Wang's friends.

"I'll jump to death you, you bad old man." A certain aunt said.

"Are you able to dance? Take more old-age calcium tablets before you come back." A certain uncle was not to be outdone.

In fact, the two are husband and wife.

The situation was quite tense, and many people thought that there was a group fight over the territory, so they stopped to watch.

Hearing that the old and the young were going to dance, the dance teacher immediately cheered up. This is an excellent opportunity for publicity, and maybe a few more students can be recruited.

"I will be the host for you two, and all the viewers will be the judges."

He picked up the microphone and started yelling to gain popularity.

"Uncles and aunts, tonight the Lafeng Dance Troupe will usher in the most peak showdown in history. The strong dancer Uncle Wang and the rising star Mr. Xu will fight for their love."

"The loser will be expelled from the dance troupe and will never see his beloved woman again. That is quite cruel."

"You are both spectators and referees. Use your standing to vote."

Sister Ma is also a woman, she blushed when she heard this, like a young girl in love.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She looked at the old sisters who were laughing and twitched.

He said so with his mouth, but his body was very honest, and he pulled Xu Yaya to Xu Lang's side. With this cute little girl who is popular, he is sure to win.

Xu Lang borrowed a headset from his dance teacher and said, "Play that 4:19 RnB Remix DJ muted version."

"What do you mean, you still have to sing along? It's hard to sing and dance, but this version has a super fast tempo."

"Yes." Xu Lang nodded. He had been practicing like this every day these days.

Lao Wang felt a sense of crisis and shouted: "Damn, why are you pretending to be a foreigner? Why do you have so many tricks?"

"Can you handle it?"

Xu Lang put on the headset, stood in a good position, took a deep breath, and scanned the Bailaihao audience in front of him.

They were holding up their mobile phones and preparing to shoot. For Xu Lang, this was the camera lens.

The mother was very excited when she saw her son so capable, holding up her mobile phone. A week ago, she was anxious about her son.

The prelude with a strong sense of rhythm sounded, and the two teams danced in unison.

"A cup of Erguotou chokes tears
Once born, clean and ugly at the end, a hero never looks back
If you go, I won't stay

Forced love will not last long..."

The dance steps at the beginning were familiar to everyone, and they were very simple. Six-year-old Xu Yaya could keep up with the rhythm, flicking and flicking her ponytail, and even surpassed her father in the limelight. Many people clapped wildly at her.

At this time, the dance troupe was surrounded by crowds, and it was estimated that there were two hundred people.

"When I see you, I think of the past

Just let my blood rush to my brain immediately
My heart will only hate you forever

You eat and drink spicy food with others
Leave me alone blowing cold air here

I'll be fine and it really doesn't matter"

When Xu Lang sang this ultra-fast rhythm, the style of painting changed suddenly, and two super-stunning little fancy tricks came, which instantly pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

There was enthusiastic applause and cheers from the crowd.

"Okay, awesome."

"pretty……"

"Papa, I want to learn this too."

"This is the coach, he can sing and dance."

"My students, my students, have only been studying for a week and only need 200 yuan." The dance instructor said, selling like crazy.

This is what Xu Lang learned temporarily on the Internet, and it is actually not difficult.

I haven’t seen the aunts behind the dancers. Square dances usually don’t play too many tricks. After all, dancers are of different ages, and what they pursue is orderliness and ease of learning.

Fortunately, Sister Ma had seen it long ago, so she didn't mess up the rhythm.

After waiting for this period, Xu Lang miraculously returned to his original rhythm and caught up with everyone's pace.

Lao Wang looked at Xu Lang, his footsteps flustered, everyone stood over there, and the crowd was overwhelmed.

The second time, Xu Lang went too far. He moved to Lao Wang with a moonwalk and competed face to face.

Old Wang looked at his appearance of being beaten, and then at the dance steps, thinking that ten thousand muddy horses were galloping past, why the teacher taught them differently.

All of a sudden, there was chaos, and so did the team behind.

"Ha ha……"

The audience burst into laughter.

"This old man's team is actually pretty good, but it's a pity that it can't compare with the young people." Someone lamented.

Lao Wang found that he couldn't find the beat, and no matter how he jumped, he pushed Xu Lang away hard, his face flushed and he was out of breath.

"Forget it...you're ruthless, I let you win today, and we'll fight another day."

"The material collection is successful and has been collected into the comedy category. You can search for the keywords #热血狠# to extract it."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, newcomers replace old ones, tonight's victory belongs to Mr. Xu Lang, the new king of square dance." The host raised his hand and announced passionately.

Panting, Xu Lang took his daughter and bowed to the crowd to thank him.

Sister Ma also joined him and waved happily to everyone.

The warm applause lasted for a long time.

Things like self-confidence and a sense of rhythm are like Ren Du's two veins in martial arts novels. Once you get through, you will be able to touch the door.

Host: Xu Lang

Ability assessment: group special level
Professional specialty ④: writing (beginner), acting (beginner), dancing (beginner), singing (beginner)

Points: 100 (square fight dance +50)

Contacts: 1
"Please use the points to exchange the points for the amateur third-level piano ability, practice review, so as to ensure that the performance exceeds the standard in the interview and maximize the probability of admission."

"The teachers of the School of Film and Television have industry resources and internship opportunities, and strive to impress them."

After returning home to take a shower and coax Yaya to sleep, Xu Lang found that his daughter was willing to sleep by herself.

It was agreed not to contact Tang Sinuo proactively, so he didn't say anything unnecessary and just sent the video.

Ten minutes later, Tang Sinuo sent a video call.

Xu Lang hurried to the balcony to pick him up.

The picture was shaking, Tang Sinuo was sitting on the toilet, covering his mouth with his left hand, and burst into tears.

"You...haha..."

"What's so funny, isn't this something you need to learn in the exam?"

"Ouch, I have a headache from laughing."

Tang Sinuo supported his head and burst out laughing again, he couldn't help it.

"Didn't you take the exam then?"

"Of course I have to take the test. I learned ballet. All art candidates have to spend money on professional training classes. If you don't dance so happily, how did you learn it in a week?"

"No way, you have to learn."

Can he say that the slippers and washboard are painful?
Can he say that he trains non-stop for more than 16 hours a day, except for the one-and-a-half hour delay in eating and lunch break?
There is nothing to complain about. It was a hundred times harder for his wife to give birth to a child when she was sick.

"You work so hard. You keep writing online articles day and night, and you have the spirit of struggle every day for ten years. You can succeed in anything. Within five years, you will definitely become a celebrity. I will pay attention to see if there are any comedy roles. You seem to have this Talent.”

"I'm not very good at funny things." Xu Lang asked suspiciously.

"Comedy is not the same thing as being funny. For example, you have a conflict with that uncle, and you have a serious dance, but the effect is particularly comic."

Xu Lang had always been proving himself to his wife and wanted her praise and admiration, but he failed to do so until the moment she held her daughter's little hand and passed away in tears.

So don't mention how happy you are at the moment.

"Haha, king of square dancing, fight for love, die laughing..."

Tang Sinuo, who was rubbing his eyes and laughing wildly, suddenly raised his head.

The smile on his face disappeared instantly.
With big clear eyes staring at the camera,
bite your lip,

Looking at Xu Lang murderously.

A strand of wet hair hung on his forehead, and small drops of water slowly slipped down.

The air seemed to condense,

Warm comedy turns into horror movie in seconds,

Her aura is so terrifying.

"What... what's wrong?" Xu Lang asked nervously.

(End of this chapter)