dance dance let me up

Of course Du Ye was not interested in teaching Xiao Jia.

He just didn't want Liu Jiao to be difficult to deal with. Liu Jiao has a good temper and believes in convincing people with reason. The university teachers are also adults, and many things can be explained through communication.

This time should be the first time he had direct contact with the "secondary school boy".

Liu Jiao had no choice but to face Xiaojia's unreasonable and troublesome behavior.

Some children in this age group cannot make sense by reasoning.

Du Ye didn't want Liu Jiao to be difficult, so he naturally stepped forward.

Now that his apprentice is inexplicably jealous, he has also seen a ghost.

Du Ye looked at Harry with a complicated face, lowered his voice and said, "You don't want to learn from your teacher."

Harry thought for a while, but shook his head: "Sifu didn't teach me anything, this is my own idea. Please Sifu only teach me one person, I can make your bed and hang clothes for you, or you want me to kneel on the ground to teach, I can……"

Du Ye grabbed Harry, who was about to kneel at the slightest disagreement.

This mixed-race foreign apprentice definitely doesn't have the concept of "a man has gold under his knees".

But Du Ye did.

It's better to avoid kneeling or something.

He squatted down and looked at Harry, looked at the sincere eyes in front of him, and said in a complicated tone: "Don't say it, your mother will? I will fight you desperately."

Harry blinked.

Du Ye held his forehead.

Sin ah.

In fact, you are a jealous person, right?

Looking at the venue is a very important thing before the game. Du Ye didn't dare to be careless. After feeling the feeling of standing on the stage, he walked around the stage.

Xiao Jia blushed and jumped twice in the middle of the stage, but Du Ye didn't look at it, but Liu Jiao pulled him aside and began to speak carefully.

Du Ye saw that the middle of the stage was empty, so he walked over and squatted on the ground to feel it.

Seeing him like this, Harry also squatted on the ground and touched him.Later even Zhao Yan followed suit.

Du Ye felt the touch with his hands, and then he stood upside down with his arms.

The hand feel is a bit rough, which is more non-slip, but if you want to rotate in situ like the s2000, it is best to wear a towel, but the towel will affect the performance of other rotation movements.

But not a big problem.

With both feet on the ground again, Du Ye glanced at the direction of the referee's seat, then that direction was the front.

He buried his head in measuring the distance from the edge of the stage again, and the accident that almost happened when he avoided the boty actually happened. His good days are not enough yet.

Du Ye is not afraid of the stage, really.

But I'm also really in awe of this stage.

Meticulously feel every detail of the stage, use the palm of your hand, use your feet, even sit on the ground, and roll a few times on the ground without being afraid of other people's eyes.

Harry and Zhao Yan followed him, learned from his seriousness, and also learned from his acting like no one else.

The three of them just crawled up and down, feeling around.

Xiao Jia was half distracted by Liu Jiao's words, and her eyes fell on Du Ye, and she couldn't look away for a long time.

Liu Jiao patted Xiaojia's arm and smiled: "Go, this is your battlefield tomorrow, the more you know about it, the better your chances of winning."

Xiaojia went out, took two steps and then came back, faltering, "I didn't sleep well last night, so this morning...I...uh..."

Liu Jiaoli smiled understandingly, "Okay, I know everything, let's go, time is running out."

Xiao Jia nodded: "Yeah."

Now, even Xiao Jia let go, felt the stage carefully, and imitated Du Ye and lay down on the stage.

They measured every inch of the stage with their hands and bodies, and kept it in their hearts. When the time came, they simply got up and left.

Later, Liu Jiao found time and quietly told Du Ye: "I've already apologized, so don't attack him again. What else do you have, can you still block the murderer?"

Du Ye smiled and said, "That's good."

At five o'clock, Du Ye was a little out of his mind, holding his mobile phone and checking it from time to time.

At 28:[-], Sheng Yao's WeChat message came: "Honey, I arrived smoothly, wait for me to find you."

Du Ye let out a sigh of relief, and then he completely relaxed.

Du Ye knew that his worries were unfounded. Sheng Yao flew around the country every day, and he never saw any worries.

It was just a trip of more than ten hours, but I was worried that it would end like this.

Probably living in a foreign country, it is inevitable that I will be a little inexplicably lonely.

After dinner, Du Ye found a bicycle and went around the Olympic Village.He checked the situation of each door, and confirmed with the security personnel. After knowing that there was absolutely no way for Sheng Yao to get in, he had to find a way to get out.

In principle, the competition will not? Prohibit athletes from entering and leaving the Olympic Village, but tell them not to go out as much as possible. If you must go out, you need to sign several contracts. The general content is that if you go out and have an accident, we will not be responsible.

In addition, he had to find Yan Ju to ask for leave. Thinking of Yan Ju's serious and hideous face, Du Ye's heart beat a little.

Du Ye lived his whole life again, there are not many people who can scare him, but serious situation is definitely one of them.

When Du Ye saw this, he wanted Sheng Yao not to come over, he was in trouble.

Riding his bicycle back, he went to Yan Ju's dormitory. When he knocked on the door, he saw Yan Ju's overly serious face. Du Ye hesitated for a moment before telling him about the leave.

Yan Ju raised his eyebrows: "Who is it, we have to meet now, after the match?"

Du Ye thought for a while and said, "Probably someone who will let me settle down to compete."

Yan Ju opened his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense to me, if you don't see it, you won't be able to compete?"

Du Ye said: "I should be a little worried."

"I'm a little worried, then get over it."

"Severe situation, one hour."

"No."

"Half an hour."

"No, it's dark at night."

"Just at the door, 10 minutes."

Yan Ju looked into Du Ye's eyes, and Du Ye met his gaze.

Then I heard Yan Ju say: "Okay, 10 minutes."

Before Du Ye's face changed, Yan Ju said, "I'll go there with you."

Du Ye: ...

Du Ye picked up his phone and sent a voice message directly: "Don't come here, I can't go out, why can't I video? Yan Ju is going out with me, don't be self-willed."

The ferocious expression on Yan Ju's face faded a little, and his smile became more pleasing to the eye: "Girlfriend?"

Du Ye said, "Well, very clingy?"

Yan Ju stopped laughing and pointed to Du Ye's nose with an even more fierce expression.

Du Ye chuckled, took his leave and left.

After all, Du Ye failed to see Sheng Yao, and the two could only talk over the phone.

Du Ye felt hypocritical.

When I'm busy, I often don't see each other for a week, and I didn't say I wanted to be like this.

Now that he's only going abroad, he can't stand the stickiness, but he still can't stop.

The two were on the line almost all night. Sheng Yao was looking for a place to eat and chat with the people at the same table. He was listening in the room, and then he heard Sheng Yao say that this one tastes good, that one tastes bad, and this one will bring you next time. Come to eat, it is recommended not to touch it in the future.

Dafang was surprised: "You are already abroad, and you are still chatting with your girlfriend like this. Is this why you are together?"

Sheng Yao said, "Together for a year."

Dafang was shocked: "We were together when you had an accident last year?"

Sheng Yao smiled: "That's right, thanks to him, I came out, we've been together for more than a year, and I still love him so much."

Du Ye was watching TV, he shivered all over, felt the goosebumps popping up on his body and straightened his neck.

Then, under Harry's puzzled eyes, he turned his face and smiled.

Du Ye slept very well that night.

Go to bed after ten o'clock in the evening and wake up at six o'clock the next morning.

The schedule adjustment was successful.

Today is the opening ceremony.

It starts at [-]:[-] p.m. local time.

However, the preliminary rounds for each event of the Youth Olympic Games will start today.

The preliminary competition is a process of "big waves washing the sand", the level is uneven, and the enjoyment is extremely poor. Most of the preliminary competitions of the competition cannot sell the broadcasting rights, let alone hip-hop, which has not yet passed the test of the market.

Du Ye has a competition in the morning, and all hip-hop events must be finished before tomorrow afternoon.

Because the basketball game will be held later in the game, this is the true love of the Americans.

Tickets are not sold for the preliminary round, but they will be open for viewing until full.

While Du Ye was still having breakfast, Sheng Yao had already gone out to occupy a seat, and the genius was slightly bright at that time.

When Du Ye arrived at the arena, he couldn't help feeling sorry for this big fool.

There are 6000 seats in the arena, but there are no 600 people here. Sheng Yao is sitting in the best seat. Du Ye saw him as soon as he arrived at the arena.

There are many other people who are stupid with Sheng Yao.

There was Lanqing, Longlei, Dafang, a group of fans who came to cheer for him, and little Lanyue who was picked up to watch her brother's game after falling asleep.

Arriving at the arena, Yan Ju's eyes were temporarily gone. As soon as Du Ye finished signing, he rushed to the auditorium and walked all the way to Sheng Yao's side.

When the two met, in fact, there was really nothing to talk about.

It's not that there were endless things to talk about when they first fell in love. These two days, as long as they are free, they have been connected all the time. Compared with saying something, what Du Ye wants is a big hug.

But there are too many people here. Seeing Du Ye coming, many people even raised their mobile phones to take pictures.

Du Ye and Sheng Yao's eyes met, they lingered for a few seconds, and then separated.

Du Ye found the nearest Lan Qing and gave her a hug.

Lan Qing said, "Come on for the game."

Du Ye nodded.

The two separated, and Du Ye looked at Long Lei who was sitting next to him. Du Ye greeted, "Sister Long."

Long Lei nodded, picked up little Lanyue and said, "Yueyue, see brother is here, what did mother tell you?"

Du Ye raised his eyebrows.

Is it okay to call mom now?What if the two break up?

Long Lei seemed to know what Du Ye was thinking, and said with a smile, "I like our Yueyue so much, and I want to be her mother for the rest of my life."

Obviously this doesn't mean that it will definitely happen? She will not be separated when she is with Lan Qing. She is now Xiao Lanyue's godmother, even if she is separated from Lan Qing in the future, she will still be Xiao Lanyue's godmother.

Xiao Lanyue has a father and a "mother" by her side recently, and modern medical intervention treatment, and her condition is really getting better and better.

Seeing Du Ye, the little baby stretched out his hand and threw himself into Du Ye's arms.

Du Ye's holding hands sank, and he said with a smile: "Our Yueyue has grown fat recently, like a cute little jelly."

Xiao Lanyue smiled sweetly when she was teased.

Holding Xiao Lanyue in his arms, Du Ye looked at Sheng Yao.

Originally, he imagined that when Lan Qing met, the two would hug peacefully, but now he can't do anything about holding Lan Yue.There were regrets on the faces of both sides, their eyes intertwined for a short while, and then Du Ye's eyes moved away.

The rest are some unfamiliar fans.

All of them are from very good families, and many of them are successful in their careers.

They ran to watch Du Ye's competition because they liked the sport of street dance, and they wanted to see Du Ye shine in the international arena.

They are not sitting here to make friends or gain anything from Du Ye, so compared to other fans of Du Ye, they are more restrained and have a little sense of distance.

Du Ye shook hands with them and received almost the same blessings from everyone.

Only Dafang had a cheerful personality, and said in a loud voice: "Du Ye, this is your first international competition in a single event, you must get a good ranking. Don't set yourself too high a goal, just win a gold medal."

Laughing all around.

Long Lei even hit Dafang.

Dafang laughed and said, "Just kidding, I just hope you relax, whatever is fine, as long as you show your true level."

Du Ye came and said, "Okay, no problem. My real level is to win a gold medal. You have to be ready to scream. The louder you scream, the better you will perform."

So Dafang yelled, "I just said, what is your best thing? You just don't know how to be humble, you are too honest, you always tell the truth, and they don't believe me."

Du Ye was amused.

As far as their conversation is concerned, if outsiders listen to it, they will definitely say that they are arrogant and domineering, that he is too proud, and that he has no traditional virtues of the Chinese people at all.

But meeting such an interesting person as Dafang, some things can be said so naturally, without much pressure.

The people next to him listened, laughing, and genuinely looking forward to it in their hearts.

"There is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts."

Now that Du Ye is on the field, his greatest hope is of course to win the championship.

I believe that most of the other players are standing here with the same purpose.

Can low-key and modesty make you a champion?

Does not.

Being low-key and humble will only make you lose face when you lose? It’s nothing more than a shame, leaving the last fig leaf.

That being the case, don't lose, isn't it good?

Say the biggest thing.

Do the wildest things.

This is Du Ye's life.

After Du Ye and Dafang finished speaking, Harry also rushed over.

The fact that Du Ye has taken in an apprentice has not spread on the Internet, and everyone is not familiar with Harry.

Harry didn't know this group of people at all, he just thought they were Du Ye's friends, so he ran all the way, and he would smile at anyone who saw him, and then shouted at Sheng Yao: "Mother Si!"

Du Ye coughed.

Dafang was curious: "What is this handsome guy calling?"

Sheng Yao smiled, pushed Harry out calmly, and asked, "How old do you think he is?"

Dafang stared at the number plate stuck to Harry's clothes, looked again and again, his expression changed, and he said to himself: "It's from the children's group? Are you sure it's posted correctly? You can tell from your expressions that it's posted correctly. Are you really under 15 years old?" ? My God, so high!"

Harry's family education is very good, as long as he doesn't suffer from "Second Child Disease", his etiquette is impeccable.

And he is very smart, from the moment Du Ye coughed, he knew that now was not the time to call someone.

Tsk, Hua Guo is still too conservative when it comes to same-sex relationships.

He felt that Sifu and Simu were very compatible and very affectionate. If he met someone as powerful as Sifu, he would also be like Simu... Hey, why did he suddenly have an inexplicable murderous aura?

After the greetings were over, Du Ye was about to leave.

He's going to find a place to warm up, and Harry's going there with him, and probably won't be back until the end of the game.

The hip-hop events of the Youth Olympic Games are simple.

At present, we have developed the single event of breaking and the dance competition of hip-hop.

About [-] players from all over the world came.

There are a total of more than 70 individuals in each event, and there are children and youth groups.

That is to say, in Du Ye's match today, there are only 34 players in total, and they take turns to play 1v1. It takes less than an hour to finish the preliminary round.

If it wasn't for the broadcast of the finals and semi-finals tomorrow night, in fact, in terms of breaking, it only takes one day to finish the match.

In this way, even if the children's group plays first, it won't be too long when it's Du Ye's turn.

Du Ye and Harry went backstage, and Liu Neng took Zhao Yan and Xiao Jia to warm up here.

Liu Jiao said, "Have you seen them all?"

Du Ye nodded.

Liu Jiao said: "Then concentrate? Let's warm up."

Du Ye wanted to concentrate on warming up, but it didn't take long before Sheng Yao called.

Sheng Yao said aggrievedly on the phone: "The backstage won't let me in, come and talk to him."

Du Ye could only return to the front desk under Liu Jiao's dissatisfied gaze.

Sure enough, Sheng Yao was stopped at the door.

The one who stopped him was a plump, excessively black aunt security guard, with her hands on her belt, she looked at Sheng Yao expressionlessly.

Sheng Yao, who was able to brush his face unimpededly in China, suffered "Waterloo" for his unique stunt here.

Seeing Du Ye approaching, Sheng Yao waved to Du Ye as if he was finally saved, and signaled that they were together.

But the security guard of the black aunt shook her head after seeing Du Ye's player card, saying that Du Ye did not have the right to bring the audience backstage.

Sheng Yao was sad, and said in Chinese: "It feels like it's difficult for Tang Monk to learn the scriptures, but I just want to hold your hand. Is it so difficult?"

Du Ye was amused, under the gaze of the black security aunt.He stepped forward to hug Sheng Yao, then turned his head slightly, and kissed Sheng Yao's neck.

Sheng Yao probably didn't think that Du Ye would kiss his neck, so he just stepped back, but...

"Boom"! !

It was a loud noise.

The black aunt's eyes widened suddenly, revealing a particularly large white eyeball.

Both Du Ye and Sheng Yao blushed.

Du Ye even raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth.

Numb.

He didn't take advantage of it, and even provoked a mouthful of coquettishness, which brought out the saliva.

Sheng Yao rubbed his neck, seeing Du Ye's rare embarrassment, he laughed again, that smile was both sweet and cheap.

Later Sheng Yao said: "Go and warm up quickly, I won't bother you anymore."

Du Ye nodded.

Sheng Yao said again: "It's just the Youth Olympic Games. After a while, I will go backstage with you, and we will compete on stage together."

Du Ye waved his hand, turned and left.

Sheng Yao put down his waving hand, the security guard of the black aunt showed him a friendly smile, and there was a bit of ridicule in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.Sheng Yao touched his neck with his hand, smiled shyly, and then left.

When Du Ye returned to the backstage, he completely made up for the little regret he had for not being able to give Sheng Yao a big hug. Now that he warms up this time, he really has nothing else to do.

Harry's game was ahead, but after about 10 minutes, there was a notice to let the players of the children's group enter the field.

Du Ye and Harry went out together, emphasizing the three main points of the competition: "Listen to music, reasonable? Arrangement is better than your non-stop zooming in. If your mind goes blank for a moment, the first reaction is to listen to the rhythm of the music. The second Don't try the big moves that you haven't fully mastered yet. The first round and the semi-finals are based on stability. Third, press over, no matter who the opponent is, press over for me, look into his eyes with your eyes, and dance before you officially dance Before, don't move away."

Harry nodded gravely.

What Du Ye said was also the main points of fighting dance that he kept emphasizing to Harry in his usual training. Harry had already deeply remembered them.

Although it was an exhortation that they were used to, when they stood on the field and someone beside them said these clichéd things non-stop, everything changed again? The same.

It seems that there is more warmth.

A little more confidence.

There is also a strong desire to win.

Du Ye gave Harry a final push and sent him to the contestant preparation area.

Looking at the big man standing inside, he was inexplicably nervous.

Probably because he went abroad, he was able to clearly realize that Harry is not the tallest one. Du Ye has seen more than one or two junior players who are taller and stronger than Harry, so Du Ye has a kind of "he is still a child" clear understanding.

The lights of the stage are brightly lit at this time, revealing every detail of the stage photos.

There is no moderator.

Just like in order to show the absolute fairness of the competition and show the audience a little bit of a cold and almost mechanical arena atmosphere, the host is sitting in the audience, and his job is only to read the names of the players before the game starts.

Standing on the stage is a referee, who is responsible for watching the players' competition at a closer distance.

After all, hip-hop fighting is a slightly aggressive sport.

For example, in the previous life, when Du Ye was choked by the anxious Harry, the referee rushed to the stage to stop him and directly punished him.

What he was targeting was judgments on the order of the arena that had nothing to do with hip-hop skills.

While the stage lights are on.

There is a row of tables and chairs directly in front of the stage, also illuminated.

The white tables and chairs stretched out into a long row, with a small arc, just surrounding the stage.

A total of seven referees from all over the world sat behind the tables and chairs.

At a glance, there were two Asian-faced referees, two black referees, and the remaining three white referees.

Du Ye was familiar with these referees.

In the past many years, they have been appearing in the judges' seats of various world hip-hop competitions, and they are all senior members of the World Dancers Association.

Among them, probably the shortest also has three years of refereeing experience in the World Series.

They can be said to be the absolute elite of the World Dancers Association and hip-hop.

Sitting here today, in addition to the importance of the Youth Games, they also need to test the fairness of the hip-hop scoring system again to prepare for the Olympic Games two years later.

Therefore, on the table in front of them, there were four things in total.

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a pen.

a notebook.

And a large tablet standing right in front of them.

The scoring system is installed in the computer.

Earlier, the installation and commissioning had been completed, and it was connected to the headquarters and recorded in the work records of each referee.

When the lights come on, it means the game has started.

The host sat under the stage and said into the microphone: "This year's youth Olympic hip-hop preliminary competition, the competition for the youth group begins now.

Contestant number one is Boone Keller from Brazil, and player number two is Joseph Booker from the United States. Please prepare for player number three.

The breaking competition takes the form of a 1v1 dance fight, and the winner advances to the next round.

dj, music! "

It's not a hip-hop atmosphere hosting method, which is why many hip-hop "ogs" complain about the Olympics.

Too rigid, the game lost the essence of hip-hop.

But hip-hop has become an Olympic project for the first time, and the Olympic Committee and the organizers are also groping for a better way to hold it.

As the "younger brother" of the Olympic Games, the Youth Olympic Games can only be the first to bear this cold and ruthless competition system.

For example, the two young athletes who came to participate in the Youth Olympic Games from the passionate Brazil and the free United States expressed a little confusion about the atmosphere of the arena.

The applause from the audience was sparse, and the host was not enthusiastic at all. The on-stage referee was not the host, but stared at them seriously. Will they foul?

The glass bottle groaned and rolled around on the ground, and quickly determined who should go first.

The little player who started was the little Brazilian, listening to the music a little nervously.

The referee, who was squatting in the back row after collecting the bottle, urged, "Please make a move in five seconds, five, four, three..."

So the child jumped out in a hurry, and then jumped up.

The fighting time is 30 seconds per person.

The on-site referee will count down ten seconds in advance.

The host is only responsible for the roll call.

Seven judges are responsible for scoring skills.

Then the host announced the names of the contestants who will advance to the next round.

The process is a bit complicated and feels very bloated.

But still the same.

Both the Olympic Committee and the host country are still studying the most suitable street dance competition mode.

Therefore, in such an atmosphere, the first three rounds of fighting dances were a bit drowsy.

Until the fourth round, this athlete from the United States seemed to be very popular in the United States, and he came from a very large family. Maybe the old lady with white beard and hair was his grandmother.

Together with the fans, family members brought a very lively atmosphere to the game site.

Du Ye sensitively found that the referee's score was slightly higher.

Perhaps this lively hip-hop atmosphere was also what the referees wanted, and they just subconsciously gave a higher score.

Harry's lottery number is 26, the very last number.

A total of 31 people signed up for the children's competition. If Harry wants to advance to the final, he must dominate the next eight players and win an absolute victory.

It's hard to say whether there will be more powerful players in the future. The young players I have seen so far are not bad. Basically, they compete with domestic youth players and reach the finals.

That's about it for Harry.

Du Ye thought for a while, found Liu Jiao and asked for a mobile phone, contacted Sheng Yao, and asked them to cheer Harry up and shout louder.

The game is like this, and the factors of the big sesame must be taken into account.

If the referee prefers a lively game, then give them a lively game, fortunately they have a lot of people this time.

As soon as the news got out, Xiao Jia had already stepped onto the stage.

He got the NO.12 lottery, which is a pretty good number.

It's just that the opponent is very strong.

It was a young player from France, and he didn't look too tall. In the children's group with a large height span, the opponent was about the same height as Xiao Jia, who was 1.5 meters.

Standing on the stage, the two looked quite evenly matched.

But as soon as the other party jumped up, it was not the case?

Very? Powerful.

The body is very flexible, with a very authentic French street dance charm, the coordination of the body is so good, the feet are beating, but the whole body is twisting.

The bounce is also very good, like a light deer, full of spirituality.

It's just that some actions look familiar.

Du Ye thought for two seconds and suddenly realized.

This kid dances like Harry was printed out of the same mold!

It's just that Harry is tall and his hands and feet are too long, so the sense of jumping is not so strong.Relying on the fact that the child is not tall, he bumps up and down and is very light.

Moreover, the child lined up his legs twice on the ground, put his hands under his stomach, and began to pull out [handless windmill].

I saw that he used the strength of his shoulders, back and waist and abdominal muscles to swing his legs up, turn around on the ground, and then turn around again, and his legs completely danced into a big windmill.

Then the child's hands that were clenched in the lower abdomen were released, and he pushed on the ground violently, and his whole body was lifted by him.

Three smooth [a fly].

Certainly……! ?

Uh.

There is no frame.

The inertial force couldn't be controlled, so he simply made another [a fly] and got up directly.

That's right.

For such a big child, the most difficult thing to practice is control.

Instead of failing to freeze the frame, it is better not to do this action at all, and get a perfect score for a less difficult routine.

The little blond boy turned over and stood up. A successful movement gave him a lot of confidence, and when he danced, his movements became more undulating, with a little ambition and energy.

Du Ye's gaze left the stage for a short while, and scanned around below the stage.

Look at it this way.

It made him see Harry's former teacher, Benjamin Hall.

The previous [handless windmill] followed by [a fly] was exactly Benjamin's trick.

This movement was even called "Benjamin Windmill" by the French hip-hop circle at one point, but later it was dropped because it was too similar to "Handless Windmill" and could not be named separately.

But when he was still active in the contemporary hip-hop dance scene, wouldn't he do this move? Who would? He would do it for himself in the competition arena.

But Benjamin's students were obviously okay.

Not only did the kid dance very close to Harry's style.

And it's still on the stage, this action is the first shot.

His relationship with Benjamin also speaks for itself.

Du Ye remembered that Harry also said that six months after he returned to China, Benjamin found another student and terminated the coaching contract with Harry.

Looking at it this way, Du Ye knew why Benjamin changed a student.

This kid's hip-hop talent is indeed better than Harry's.

The most important thing is that his dancing posture is better than Harry's.

Du Ye went to see Harry again, but because his back was facing Du Ye, Du Ye couldn't see Harry's expression.

But I also know that Harry must be feeling a little uncomfortable now.

I really want to rub that big head, obviously she is a squeamish girl who wants to monopolize the pampering, but because she is too big, she is forced to grow up, and then she is abandoned by others.

A very distressed guy.

In the end, Du Ye still didn't rush to comfort him at this time.

He thought, if it were him, he would definitely not want someone to show up. Of course, this kind of wound must be licked alone to protect his self-esteem.

In this way, until the child finished dancing and it was Xiaojia's turn to dance, Harry's back was both lonely and stubborn, motionless.

Du Ye seemed to feel his mood from a long distance away.

Next, go to Xiaojia to dance.

Harry suddenly looked away, glanced left and right, found Du Ye, and ran over erratically.

He complained to Du Ye and said: "See, that is Teacher Benjamin's new student, because he is not tall?

That's why Teacher Benjamin? Terminate the contract with me.

But it doesn't matter, I have a stronger Sifu now.

I'll? Meet him in the final, I'll? Beat him! "

Du Ye raised his eyebrows, expressing his difficulty in understanding Harry's unexpected reaction.

In the end, Du Ye could only nod under Harry's expectant gaze: "Yes, you will? Defeat your opponent."

Harry grinned, ran back to the waiting area, and performed a few stretching movements with enthusiasm.

Thinking of something, he paused and turned his head to look at Du Ye, giving him a thumbs up.

Leaving aside what happened to Harry's reaction? Anyway, Xiao Jia was about to cry.

Originally, his level was relatively average, but he met a master of the "second generation of dance", and was directly crushed by the opponent, and was directly eliminated in two rounds.

In fact, Xiao Jia didn't have much expectations for himself. When he came down to cry, he said: "I have nothing in my head when I go on stage. I can do a lot of moves, but I didn't jump out of a single one."

What can Du Ye say?

If you are timid and don't practice, your mouth is terribly stubborn, and you will complain when you open your mouth, as if the earth revolves around you.

If you don't lose, who will lose?

Liu Jiao was as patient as ever, analyzed the child's problem, and then asked him to sit and rest in the designated area.

His game is over, the others are not.

Zhao Yan watched this scene quietly, patted his heart and said: "It's all here, at least we have to win a game."

After just a few minutes of distraction, the process of the game seemed to press the fast-forward button, and Harry was already standing on the edge of the stage.

He's about to play.

Du Ye suddenly became a little nervous.

I was more nervous than playing myself.

He can control his game 100%, but he can't predict the performance of others.

And when Benjamin shifted his eyes from Harry to look at Du Ye, Du Ye suddenly understood that a different kind of competition was happening.

Du Ye and Benjamin have never competed in this life.

But as coaches, they are already passing students and competing in distance.

Since it is a competition.

Of course Du Ye didn't want to lose.

Du Ye's gaze met Benjamin's, and the two looked at each other quietly for five seconds. Finally, Benjamin raised his eyebrows and ended their first collision in this life with a half-smile.

Du Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at Harry with a serious face.

muttering in my heart...

You kid, fight for your strength, your master and I have crushed an era, now who of these so-called great gods have not been trampled by your master and me, now if you give me the chain...

What can I do?

Du Ye thought about it.

Yelling? Practice to the point where Harry regrets worshiping himself as a teacher.

With such distraction, the host said: "Contestant No. 25, Yasuhara Kanan of the island nation. Contestant No. 26, Li Harry of Huaguo."

As soon as the host's voice fell, people screamed and applauded in the stands, and there were two groups of people.

The first wave was on Shengyao's side, there were a total of twenty people, and Dafang's voice was the loudest and clearest.

Yibo is on the stand near the left, the location is a bit remote, there are men, women, old and young, there are white people, there are Chinese people, it looks like a family.

The two sides yelled together, glanced at each other from a distance, and then yelled more vigorously.

Dafang shouted: "Harry! Come on!"

The family is also shouting: "Harry! No.1!"

After hearing this, it was confirmed that it was Harry's family.

Harry got blessings from two groups of people, and he was very "happy" with a smile.

The music started at this moment.

Harry jumps first.

Harry's dancing is indeed in the Benjamin style, and the dancing is all in the French style, but the traces are not very heavy.

After all, Harry left France when he was in adolescence. He hadn't touched breaking for nearly a year. After being taught by Du Ye, he had to start adapting to himself when he grew up.

During this process, Du Ye also imprinted his own style in his dance bit by bit.

Harry's dance became sharper and more aggressive.

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