Coach Wang personally made a move?

Everyone almost jumped out of their hearts, and all took out their phones to watch the live broadcast.

So next.

Just a few minutes.

The team of square dancing aunts in Shanghai entered the live broadcast room.

The team of Chongqing Square Dance Aunts entered the live broadcast room.

The Beijing aunt team joined.

The Yangcheng aunt team joined.

Hunan Province, Guangdong Province, Jiangxi Province, Guizhou Province... Countless aunts showed their enthusiasm to go to the supermarket to buy eggs, and frantically poured into Wenwen's live broadcast room, staring at the live broadcast in the video like wolves and tigers. Wang Huan who taught.

"Oh, that's a great move."

"Why didn't I think of dancing like this."

"The action and the song are so apt."

"As expected of the chief coach."

"As soon as Mr. Wang made a move, he suppressed everyone else's dancing."

"Quick, record it quickly, everyone has work to do tonight."

"..."

Wangjia Village.

In line with the principle of patience, heart, dedication, sincerity, and wholeheartedness, this half-hearted principle.

Almost an hour later, Wang Huan finally taught his mother and others the dance of "Little Apple".

Soon, Mom and the others started a new dance.

Wang Huan looked at the excited appearance of his mother and the others, and said with emotion: "It seems to be much more comfortable at last, and the systematic dance is awesome!"

Ok?

No!

Sneaking home quickly while no one was looking.

This dance has nothing to do with him!

Yes, it doesn't matter! ! !

But Wang Huan didn't know.

the same time.

Magic City, Chongqing, Pengcheng, Yangcheng, Lincheng, Jingcheng...almost all the cities in the country, thousands of neighborhoods, and countless aunts also danced the same dance.

The entire China fell.

clang……

Just as Wang Huan entered the house, eight o'clock rang.

The 2020 Spring Festival Gala has begun...

Chapter 0709 This New Year's Eve is poisonous

Wang Huan just entered the door.

Then I heard my mother's voice coming in again: "Huanzi, this is just the dance of "Little Apple", and how about the supporting dance of "The Most Dazzling National Style"?"

Bang!

Wang Huan staggered and hit his head heavily on the corner of the sofa. Fortunately, it was a leather sofa, so he was not injured gloriously. He shouted: "Mom, one dance is enough. Now the Spring Festival Gala has started, and I want to watch the show." ha."

He also asked him to teach the dance of another song, that would be terrible!

"That's fine."

Mom didn't care, one dance was enough for them to dance for a few days.

Seeing the back of Wang Huan rushing into the room, many aunts who were watching the live broadcast sighed regretfully.

"Hey, Mr. Wang only taught one dance?"

"Enough is enough, enough for a lively year."

"That's true. After all, it is impossible for Mr. Wang to teach us everything at once. It will take a long time in the future, so take your time."

"Yes, take your time."

"Sisters, come, come, learn the dance of Mr. Wang right away."

"Don't you want to watch the Spring Festival Gala? The Spring Festival Gala has already started..."

"Still watching the Spring Festival Gala? Are you kidding me?"

"Yes."

The aunts are in full swing.

At this time, Weibo had already exploded.

The number one hot search is not about the content of the Spring Festival Gala, but another topic, which is euphemistically called:

#王惠教《Little Apple》dance#

There is a red word "explosion" on the back of this topic, which shows that the popularity at the moment is explosively rising.

All the netizens who just opened Weibo saw this situation, their jaws almost dropped in shock.

"What's the situation? The heat is higher than the Spring Festival Gala?"

"My God, this has never happened before, right?"

"What the hell is going on that actually pushed the topic of the Spring Festival Gala down."

"Wang Huan? What's going on with Brother Huan?"

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