dance dance let me up

Haishi Satellite TV broadcasts "Street Dance, Wow Cool!" "On that day, all the contestants who were on vacation came back.

After the meal, this kind of discussion has never disappeared. For those who participate in this type of variety show, the idea is to show their faces on TV, show their achievements in hard training over the years, and reflect their value.

If you carefully distinguish "Street Dance, wow cool!" "Contestants, you will find a very obvious problem.

Among the players who are as young as seven or eight years old, and as high as 50 to 20 years old, what is really lacking is the most worthy age, around [-] years old, and strong players.

The young ones have not yet grown up, although they are youthful, each has its own innocence, lacks its own characteristics in the dance, and is still in the stage of imitation.

Although the older ones have already engraved dance into their bones, they lack the courage to fight hard, their endurance is also slightly insufficient, and their moves also lack some new things.

The former has been eliminated by [-]% one after another, and there are not many people left. There are still a few people who are worried about studying, often receive calls from home urging them, and news of quarrels with their families will always come to the players from time to time. Pass it out.

The latter is like Longlong, who has achieved success and fame. As a teacher, although he is famous, he is no longer at the peak, and he cares about his own reputation very much. The burden on his shoulders is too heavy, and he dare not challenge the breakthrough.

In other words, [-]% of the contestants appearing on this show are only second-tier contestants in the hip-hop circle. They no longer serve the competition, but serve the variety show and the stage.

There are not many players who are in their prime, such as Du Ye, Deng Xiaodan, or Huang Keke.

Experts can see a lot of problems, and can see the strength of the level at a glance, but laymen are just watching the excitement and novelty.

So when the pilot film is released online, most of the people can see the star captains who are either surprised or laughing.

The four captains accounted for almost all the playback volume of the leading film.

The videos of the contestants' matches only flashed occasionally, and only a few well-known masters in the circle were highlighted. The other contestants were buried in the crowd. Only when they stopped and looked carefully could they find their own faces.

But even so, everyone was too excited.

"Haha, you look so silly."

"I found it. If I knew it, I wouldn't wear this hairstyle."

"The God of Dragons is still amazing. There are several shots and close-ups."

"Xingyue, Zhang Tao, and Brother Dian all gave close-ups. This is the real master."

This pilot film should have been produced after the audition. They have already entered the top 64 in the country. Everyone knows who is the dark horse in the show.

But now that I have watched the pilot film, I still feel that this show is still the world of great gods.

"The champion is probably Brother Long's."

"I think Teacher Xingyue is also good."

"Ke Ke is the real master, the choreographer who won the KOD Qi Dance Championship three times in a row, but it's a pity that the competition for the championship in the future is fighting dance, purely to accompany the run."

"You think there's nothing wrong with running with him if he's earning enough money and gaining fame. Anyway, it's fine for Qi Wu to watch Team Zhou's show."

Deng Xiaodan ate the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "If you can't do it well, it's okay to take the second place. Qi Wu is a professional."

Du Ye looked up at him.

Deng Xiaodan smiled: "But I think our show is also good, it's not certain who will win."

Du Ye lowered his head to eat.

Deng Xiaodan added: "I'm really looking forward to it. There are still two hours left before the first episode will be aired. I don't know how many girls my handsome face and handsome figure can attract. I have registered on Weibo a long time ago and called it "" I feel the shock, Brother Danger."

Du Ye was startled by this nickname, looked at him blankly, and said, "Eggs will shatter if shaken too much, what are you trying to get famous for?"

Deng Xiaodan blinked his eyes.

Du Ye said: "But this direction is good. Let me think about it...or you can be called Broken Dan."

"..."

Du Ye grinned: "It's okay to feel the shock."

Deng Xiaodan wanted to lift the table, but he didn't. The table was too long and heavy.

He wanted to lift the dinner plate to look at Du Ye, but he didn't dare.

Finally, he said angrily: "I know you can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth, roll it, I will be a stick if I talk to you again today."

Du Ye smiled, lowered his head and continued to eat, and left with a plate, just in time to meet Concubine Shao.

Concubine Shao has a cheerful and outgoing personality, and she called out from a distance: "Du Shen, do you want to watch the show together tonight?"

Du Ye looked at her.

Deng Xiaodan also pricked up his ears.

Concubine Shao said: "I called a lot of friends to watch the premiere in my room. When the time comes, I'll order some takeaways. Let's watch and eat together. How about it?"

Du Ye's expression changed, then he shook his head: "No, I have something to do."

Concubine Shao was very disappointed, and looked at Deng Xiaodan again: "Where's Brother Egg?"

Concubine Shao is older than Deng Xiaodan, but Deng Xiaodan's nickname is very advantageous, but fortunately she gets used to shouting too much, and it is somewhat intimate.

Deng Xiaodan is really in his 20s, at the age of youthful sprouting. Seeing Concubine Shao is slim and graceful, like a little princess, how can she not agree, and she can't wait to wag her tail to meet her.

Nodding hurriedly: "Go, I'll go."

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to flatter and say: "I will definitely go to Dushen if I go, I'll help you talk about it."

After finishing speaking, Deng Xiaodan looked at Du Ye and was about to speak.

Du Ye glanced at him and said, "The club."

Deng Xiaodan's face turned red suddenly.

It's so sad.

But seeing Concubine Shao looking at him curiously and expectantly, he gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on tonight? Let's go get together, there are so many people and it's very lively."

Du Ye explained to Concubine Shao: "I plan to go for a walk after dinner, I'm afraid it will be a little late to go back, I will go find you when I have time."

Then he looked at Deng Xiaodan: "You go with me."

Deng Xiaodan was surprised: "Ah? Where?"

Du Ye said: "Since dancing can't lose weight, the only way to do it is to exercise."

Deng Xiaodan's complexion suddenly became bitter: "I won't go, I have a lot of meat, so it looks good when I shake it."

Du Ye repeated: "Will you go?"

Deng Xiaodan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said, "I'm just here to accompany you, what if the wilderness is taken away by wolves?"

Du Ye said: "Thank you, it happens that you are fat and fleshy."

"Go away, I'm not going."

"going or not?"

"Don't go."

"it is good."

"Eh, wait..."

Du Ye and Deng Xiaodan left together, while Concubine Shao fell behind, looking at their backs, she couldn't help laughing.

The two changed into a pair of sneakers and went downstairs. First, they walked slowly on the road between the hotel and the recording and broadcasting hall, and then gradually accelerated, allowing the sweat to flow down.

Deng Xiaodan was sweating profusely and out of breath, and when his speed increased again, he couldn't walk anymore. He stopped Du Ye and said, "Bad, it's almost there, right?"

Du Ye said: "It's far away, keep going."

"I'm not leaving, I want to rest."

Du Ye saw that his face was flushed red and he was sweating profusely, that he was really dying, so he gave him a contemptuous look, turned around and walked out, his back blending into the twilight.

Deng Xiaodan watched his figure gradually go away, his heart moved slightly, and he wanted to take steps to keep up.

Without taking a step, he sat down on the ground.

Well, it's still comfortable to lie down.

After Du Ye walked around twice, he saw Deng Xiaodan lying down twice.

When he came back on the third lap, Deng Xiaodan had stood up and walked out side by side with him.

When it was completely dark, Du Ye's sweat was already flowing down like rain, his body seemed to be steaming, and there were deeper marks on his chest and back, like the deep and shallow ink rhyme of ink landscape painting.

He stood at the door of the hotel and did not go in. There was a cold wind blowing from the open door to his forehead, and the strands of hair showed a silvery luster, and a flash of red birthmark could be seen in the gap.

Deng Xiaodan put his hands on his knees, panted heavily, and shook his head vigorously. The sweat was thrown away by him and fell on the concrete floor, where it was completely absorbed by the scorching earth in a blink of an eye.

People passing by gave them a strange look.

Some people walked in a hurry, and some people took out their mobile phones and tapped.

When someone came to Du Ye and the others, they stopped and said, "It's about to start, why don't you hurry up? What are you waiting for?"

Du Ye and Deng Xiaodan looked at each other, grinned, and walked almost at the same time, striding into the hotel gate.

……

Zhou Jiaqi is a student in a hip-hop training class.

She is a talented dancer. After four years of hip-hop dance, she has reached a very high level in the industry. She has also won many awards in street dance competitions. She is a representative of street dance in the city.

However, she only stopped at the provincial level dance competitions, and it was not easy for her to get a place in the country, let alone participate in international competitions.

So Zhou Jiaqi signed up for a class in a well-known hip-hop studio in Haishi, hoping to hit a higher platform while she was young, gain qualifications, and open a profitable dance studio when she returned to her hometown.

The price of the refresher class is not so expensive, so expensive that Zhou Jiaqi dare not relax in the slightest, and goes all out in every class.

Today is her last class in the refresher class, and her level has been greatly improved compared to when she first came, at least the outrageous tuition fees are not in vain.

In addition, Zhou Jiaqi has an unspeakable secret.

She... seems to like Lan Qing, the hip-hop dance teacher in the advanced class.

She sat in a circle with other colleges of advanced classes, and looked up at the man standing in the middle of the dancing circle.

Wide shoulders, narrow hips, straight legs, a pair of deep and affectionate eyes, soft hair falling on his forehead, making the smile on his face warm and warm, he dances among the crowd, he does it rashly, and his gestures are smooth .

As if just watching him dance like this, you can see forever.

Zhou Jiaqi rested her chin, staring intently. Just as she couldn't help swallowing, the man in front of her suddenly stopped moving.

His eyes are very pale, and when he stares at a person, he is like water, without any aggressiveness, and he can only feel his softness and kindness.

The smile blooms, as if it smells like spring.

"Okay, today's class is over here, I hope there will be a chance to meet again, pay attention to safety on the way back."

Is it about to end?

Zhou Jiaqi was suddenly sad.

The training class is not cheap, and I don't have the strength to do it again. I'm afraid it will be the last time to leave this time.

Zhou Jiaqi withdrew her eyes, watery eyes faintly appeared in the bottom of her eyes, and was about to stand up, when someone beside her shouted: "Teacher Lan, there is a street dance variety show today, do you know?"

Lan Qing thought back and nodded: "I know, is it today?"

The man said, "Yes, the broadcast will start soon."

Lan Qing became interested, she came to the man with a smile, sat down cross-legged, and sat next to Zhou Jiaqi.

Zhou Jiaqi smelled the man's body fragrance mixed with sweat, like the most alluring perfume, which made her blush and her heart beat, her feet were weak, and she couldn't move anymore when she sat there.

Well, it smells good.

Why does a man have such a seductive smell, I really want to possess it.

Zhou Jiaqi secretly raised her eyes to look at Lan Qing.

The man's face is not extremely handsome, it is far inferior to Sheng Yao, the big star whose traffic has exploded recently.However, it is extremely attractive, and the more you look at it, the more you can't get enough of it. Every frown and smile are as warm as water, like a gentleman walking out of an ancient painting, with a long gown and wide sleeves, and a fairy air.

Zhou Jiaqi couldn't take it back after seeing this, her eyes gradually became infatuated.

Suddenly those amber eyes turned and looked straight at her.

It was discovered!

Zhou Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat and she blushed.

At this time, a jade-like hand held a paper towel and handed it to her, saying: "Xiaoqi is always the most serious about dancing, wipe it off quickly, sweat is streaming down."

Holding her breath, Zhou Jiaqi took the tissue, wiped it on her face carelessly, and then held it tightly in her palm.

At this time, the student who called Lan Qing had already turned on his mobile phone, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and a piece of explosive music rang in everyone's ears.

A colorful human silhouette makes cool floor moves in the picture, sometimes slaps its legs, sometimes stands on its head, until the screaming "big windmill" turns out.

The black and yellow, red and white, green and blue colors on the back divide the screen into two, constantly colliding with colorful large fonts like street graffiti.

——July 20, 7XX——

——Street dance hegemony——

——Shock strikes——

——This summer, Cool is waiting for you——

——"Hip-hop, wow! "——

Then the screen flashed quickly, and at the same time as each rhythm came, concise and shocking words appeared.

--here has.

——The strongest captain!

--here has.

——The strongest player!

--here has.

——The coolest stage!

--here has.

--you!

The opening title is simple and clear, the use of color is bold and direct, and the elements of hip-hop dance hit the face and hit the soul directly.

All eyes are on the tiny phone screen.

Some people go back and forth, looking closely.

Lan Qing has no other distractions and concentrates on it.

Zhou Jiaqi was also attracted by the title, she got closer unconsciously, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that her face was almost touching Lan Qing's sleeve, and she blushed immediately.

Will not be found out.

Zhou Jiaqi secretly took a breath, thinking about it, and when she came back to her senses, the captain's big show had already begun.

"Nie Yunping!?" Zhou Jiaqi exclaimed.

On the mobile phone, Nie Yunping is leading his own dance troupe to perform dances.

The dancers behind danced in unison, while Nie Yunping danced alone in front.

There was a thin layer of water under his feet. When he spun on the ground, the water splashed with crystal light, like a blooming crystal lotus.

The man in the stamen is dancing.

Full of action.

After Nie Yunping finished dancing, it was Zhou Feiran.

A striking blue streak appeared on the forehead of the man in the drapey top, and the flashing lights chased him from behind.

He danced under the light, his body was like a snake without bones, its softness was unbelievable.His dance is extremely exaggerated, his body shakes very vigorously, his legs are like a standard "O shape", his heels and toes switch smoothly, and he dances like a tumbler, which fully expresses one of the styles of hip-hop.

Zhou Jiaqi is learning hip-hop this time, so she held her breath and looked at it, and saw a lot of tricks.

I have to admire in my heart, Zhou Feiran's reputation is so great, his strength is also very strong, the rhythm of his body is too coordinated, it seems like he is dancing just by raising his hand and touching his hair.

Being able to stay with the next person, Zhou Jiaqi's eyes widened a bit.

"Sheng Yao."

She called out the other party's name accurately, with a slightly excited expression.

Even if she has a crush, she won't deny Sheng Yao's face, it's too aggressive, it's hard to forget after seeing him, even if she looks at him through the camera, there is an illusion that her heart is beating wildly.

Zhou Jiaqi has watched Sheng Yao's TV dramas and short videos on the Internet, and heard him sing, but this is the first time for him to dance street dance.

The man obviously has dancing skills.

Based on her years of hip-hop dancing, it can be seen that Sheng Yao not only dances well, but also has good skills. His dance has a very strong style of origin, not the street dance of Huaguo after entering Huaguo. Like a real backstreet boy, when he wiped his palm across his face, he revealed a red tongue, and blinked provocatively at the camera, both ruffian and lustful.

The same hip-hop, his dance and Zhou Feiran took a completely different direction.

Shengyao's dance tends to be tough, connected by electric current, foreign style is very heavy, but also has its own characteristics, it looks very manly and cool, under the burning of the flame, it looks like a red lotus with thousands of petals, layer upon layer, Miaoman is incomparable.

Coupled with the appearance and clothing of a man, it is like a demon stepping out of the fire of karma, with a natural charm and evil nature.

It's the kind that young girls are sure to love.

"So handsome!"

"It's a good dance."

"I heard that Sheng Yao's fans let it go. If Sheng Yao dares to find a girlfriend, he will surrender if he kills her."

"No way?"

"Not only that, but queuing up to leave messages. Many people even wrote curses in blood, and the photos were posted on the Internet."

Zhou Jiaqi woke up suddenly, shuddering.

It's hard to imagine Sheng Yao's feeling when he saw these blood books, and this kind of man is too lofty, not something she can covet, but the person beside him...

Teacher Lan is really gentle and talented.

He secretly glanced at Lan Qing, and when he came back to his senses, Sheng Yao had already left the stage. The scene changed, and Quan Yang came out with the dance troupe, faintly visible in the smoke.

The camera moves forward for a while, and zooms out for a while, creating Quanyang's erratic visual gap, which makes people feel hazy and amazing.

But after watching this for a while, Zhou Jiaqi raised her hand to support her chin, a little speechless.

At this moment, Lan Qing said, "Not good."

Zhou Jiaqi nodded in agreement.

Quanyang should have some dance background, but he is not hip-hop, so he lacks the spirit of hip-hop.

The program crew also seemed to know his flaws, so "Fuhuadao" used more misty stage effects that can block the line of sight, making Quanyang's opening show barely reach the level of being watchable.

It's just that in the eyes of professional dancers, this level is still too far apart.

Lan Qing looked at it for a while, then turned her gaze back, and said, "There is a TV next door, let's watch it, the phone is too small."

Zhou Jiaqi came back to her senses, only to realize that most of the students had returned, and surrounded the place three times inside and outside three times.

They all responded, "Okay!"

"I'll order takeaway, what do you want to eat?"

"This show should be good, but Quanyang didn't invite the right ones. With so much traffic that can dance, how could they invite such a past star."

"The Quanyang team must be the worst. Anyone bet with me? Bet on a cucumber."

"Get out, who would dare to take the cucumber you took out."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone talked and laughed, and went to the dance studio next door.

Lan Qing pulled down the projection screen from the wall, turned on the projection again, and selected a TV station. After tossing about, more than 20 minutes had passed, and everyone was sitting on the wooden floor of the dance room, looking up.

I saw a boy appearing on the projection screen.

The teenager's bangs were a bit too long, covering his eyebrows, so he looked listless, and his eyes fell on the floor, as if he lacked confidence.

"You're not that old."

"Looks like a junior high school student."

"Can minors participate in this show?"

"It seems that I can participate. I saw children dancing in the tidbits."

"My child's ability to participate in this show is still far behind. How is the level of this show? Do we have any hope of winning the championship?"

"Hahahaha!"

The sound of laughter came out, and Lan Qing sat down in front of the crowd, and sat in front of Zhou Jiaqi before she knew it.

Zhou Jiaqi was delighted, and leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Lan Qing, looking at the curtain on the wall from the top of his hair, the boy had already started dancing.

The classmates were still chattering non-stop, and Zhou Jiaqi just glanced at it, but her eyes were fixed in one place, and she couldn't move away.

This is a fight dance.

Random music, dances that have not been choreographed in advance, need to have a strong enough control over hip-hop, and a stable mentality, so that the rhythm is perfectly matched, and the tricks are endless, which is the most test of the true ability of the contestants.

The teenager dances under the camera, perfectly controlling the dark style, with standard movements and strange moves.

First of all, it shows that his basic skills are good, and his thinking jumps, with his own unique characteristics.

The boy swayed his body like a tumbler. It seemed like an extremely simple movement, but it was deeply in tune with the music. Every step he took, every shake, was obviously extremely simple. Children's interest classes can learn basic movements. In his It was as if he had been given life.

The current is soft and boneless.

The shock is strong and powerful.

When the body twists, the swing angles seem simple, but they are all different, so people will never get tired of watching him, and look forward to his next performance.

In the next second, Suo Wu was at his fingertips, the lock was stable, the fingers were accurate, the wrist rotation seemed to be as fast as lightning, but in fact it was fast and orderly, leaving behind visual afterimages, and he could clearly see the changes in his moves, even laymen able to understand.

Why does this lock dance look a bit like Teacher Lan Qing?

Zhou Jiaqi's eyes couldn't help falling on the back in front of her, thoughtfully.

It’s just that the boy’s lock dance has added his own characteristics, with a lot of large-frame movements, which sometimes stretch out like the sky suddenly opens up, and sometimes shrink to a dot, emitting an extreme and pure light like an atom.

Therefore, it appears to be full of power, well-done, and high-quality.

Yes, texture.

Zhou Jiaqi thought for a long time, and finally found a word to describe the boy's dance.

texture.

Top grade texture.

The hip-hop dance of young people is like wearing luxurious clothes, the radiance is restrained, the charm is leisurely and continuous, which makes people feel ashamed naturally, and can't help but watch.

This man is a master dancer.

At least it is much higher than Zhou Jiaqi's level.

She now has the ability to appreciate, but cannot jump out of this level.

When she can jump to this level, maybe she will be able to judge his good and bad.

Thinking of this, the boy's last dance move ended, and the audience cheered.

But the young dancers sitting on the ground in the dance classroom were speechless.

After a while, someone said: "The level is so high."

"Dancing very well, he looks young, how did he practice."

"I like his dancing style."

"This kid is on fire!"

In the next second, it was like a bomb fell in the classroom, and there was a "buzzing" sound. Everyone had a strong desire to talk and express their thoughts.

"Is this a fighting dance? All the movements are on the beat and fit the music."

"It's obviously a piano piece, how did it come out of the dark wind? It's not abrupt at all."

"I really like this tune, it's so personal."

"Teacher Lan, please tell me."

Lan Qing, who was sitting in front, was still watching the TV screen, turning a blind eye to their discussions.

So everyone followed his gaze and found that the player on the field had changed, and there was no problem with jumping in a satisfactory manner. They should be considered good seedlings, but the gap in strength between them and the youngsters in front was still very obvious.

The boy seemed to be on his own path long ago, while his opponents, including the students sitting in the classroom today, were still learning from others, or imitating others, and still dancing in a proper manner.

"Did you see it?" Lan Qing looked back at this moment and said, "I always say, dance from the heart, and I also said that the master leads the door and practice is up to the individual."

Everyone thought about it, then nodded.

Lan Qing added: "So I have been correcting your basics. You blame me for not teaching you too many moves, saying that I cheated of money, but if I teach you every move one by one, you will be dancing my dance. It is my way, and it is difficult to form my own characteristics from my way."

Speaking of this, he paused and said: "So, you will never be able to surpass me, and you will never be able to surpass those dancers who have found their own characteristics."

Everyone was silent for a longer time this time, some blushed in shame, some thought in confusion, some didn't take it seriously, and some had sparkles in their eyes.

Lan Qing saw the changes in everyone, and said with a smile: "This is my last extra class, and I won't charge any money. It's late, so let's all go back."

Everyone got up and left.

Lan Qing was the last to send them downstairs, waving goodbye.

The girl who walked at the end was reluctant to part with tears, and finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Lan Qing, you teach very well, and I will definitely come back."

Lan Qing smiled and nodded, watching her leave.

At this time, a colleague came over, looked at the group of students, and sighed: "Send away a batch, and leave a few hearts. I think that girl is about to confess her love. You are single again, have no idea?"

Lan Qing looked at Zhou Jiaqi's slightly thicker back, with goosebumps on her back, and said sternly, "Stop making trouble, am I that kind of person?"

"Hehe." The colleague sneered and stopped talking.

The two walked upstairs, and then returned to the classroom, looking at the screen on the projection screen, "This show is not bad."

Lan Qing nodded: "It's okay, half a bucket of water is still more, but some of them are not bad."

"for example?"

Lan Qing didn't speak, but looked at the screen.

The boy appeared again.

He stood in the line with his hands raised high. Captain Quan Yang was in front of the line. He glanced at the young man several times, but turned a blind eye.

The expression on the boy's face gradually condensed, and the camera zoomed in, and his eyes could be clearly seen.

The eyes are long and narrow, with the tails of the eyes slightly raised, and the eyelids are thin, sharp as a blade.

Cut out a pair of black and white, bright and eye-catching eyes.

Lan Qing's attention was completely captured by those eyes, and she unconsciously held her breath, full of anticipation in her heart.

He wasn't quite sure what he was expecting.

He could feel the youth's repression, the desire to confide in an explosion, like the accumulated anger, gradually brewing.

Just watching him dance, he knows that this is a person who is willful and self-confident.

He will never bend to the rules.

Not even in obscurity.

then.

It's like a stretched line.

The longer the thread and the tighter it is stretched, the greater the tension.

until a certain moment.

"Boom" break.

The boy said loudly: "Captain, do you have some misunderstanding about Dou Wu?"

The voice fell, and the audience fell silent.

Lan Qing cheered loudly and couldn't help applauding.

He actually waited until the "second shoe that fell"!

said!

He really did!

It really exploded!

This temper... good!

he likes!

……

"Du, Du, Great God Du." Seeing this, Deng Xiaodan opened his eyes wide and looked at Du Ye with a distorted expression.

Not just him.

The eight people in the room all looked at Du Ye.

The only thing left was the "buzzing" sound from the TV.

Deng Xiaodan almost bit his tongue: "Did you really say that? You dare to hate the Quan team? Why didn't he wear shoes for you?"

Concubine Shao recalled: "It was very noisy at the time, I didn't hear this sentence, I said why did the Quan team suddenly call you up? You are too handsome."

Gaga snorted, "You kid can really show off."

Fang Zi sighed: "I was so embarrassed at the time, you don't know how embarrassed I was, especially after losing. Du Ye, can't you go up earlier? You have to wait until I play to embarrass me, do we have a grudge?"

Du Ye clasped his hands together: "Brother Fang, I was wrong. I was too anxious at the time. And I really didn't think it would be broadcast here. I'm sorry."

Gaga covered her mouth and smiled: "This part can be broadcast, Xiao Dudu, you are going to be popular!"

So everyone went to see Du Ye again.

The eyes are mostly envious, but not jealous.

Those who came here today are all Concubine Shao's friends, and they were also members of Du Ye's team. They knew very well how strong Du Ye was.

Du Ye could become popular with the show, of course they envied them, but they didn't think about suppressing Du Ye, but secretly thought about what they should do to be as good as Du Ye.

Even Fang Zi nodded and sighed: "From the beginning to the end, except for the four captains who took the most shots, the contestants didn't give many shots. Even Longlong just introduced his resume and didn't say much. But Du Ye, you This is the highlight moment, starting from today, I don't know how many people will remember you and pay attention to you." Deng Xiaodan hugged Du Ye's thigh: "Master, please follow each other on Weibo."

Concubine Shao: "I also want to connect with each other."

Gaga: "Then I want it too."

All of a sudden, everyone went to take out their mobile phones and surrounded Du Ye three times inside and outside three times.

"This is my Weibo."

"this is mine."

At the same time, Fang Zi on the TV had already appeared in the dance, but not many people in the room paid attention.

Even Fang Zi himself took out his mobile phone and squeezed beside Du Ye, but occasionally he would pay attention to the expressions around him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Du Ye was in the middle of the crowd and couldn't watch TV at all. He could only take out his mobile phone and open his Weibo account.

This is an old account that has been registered for several years, and the name is [Dancing on Your Grave].

There are some short videos of dancing practice on his Weibo account, but there are not many, and the content of the videos is mostly dancing, with no communication and interaction, and no text mood.

There are only seven or eight fans.

They were all Du Ye's classmates.

If someone looks at the previous records, they will find that there are two picky comments under the first video.

[The dance is very average. 】

[I can't move, I still have to practice. 】

In the latest dance video, there are no such critical comments.

The boy who has grown up danced the original dance again, which is no longer the same.

Of course, that level is still far from the current level.

Gaga said: "Hee hee hee, you actually gave yourself such a name. There are very few fans, but I like the feeling I cultivate the most. I follow you."

Du Ye's eyes fell on the number of fans on Weibo. Seeing the number of fans in that digit, he blinked, still a little unaccustomed.

Almost all the companions around him paid attention to Du Ye, and the number of fans finally broke through double digits.

Du Ye was about to pay attention and go back. At this time, Fang Zi was defeated on the TV. He came to Du Ye and said angrily, "You can do it."

"Wow!" There were strange voices all around.

Jia Jia covered her mouth and smiled: "Looking at Fang Zi's face, I didn't beat you up at that time, it was very self-restraining."

Fang Zi covered his face: "Don't mention it, I'm so ashamed."

Everyone laughed.

Du Ye also laughed.

Smiling and laughing, the attention fell on the TV.

He saw himself finally stepping out from the crowd.

It was a skinny look that I didn't even like to see, with empty clothes on my body, eyebrows covered by thick bangs, and a shadow over my eyes.

Suddenly looking at it, he is a very gloomy person, not likable.

Quan Yang stood beside him, holding the corner of his mouth and smiling lightly, and said, "Our team is Du Ye."

He raised his head slightly.

The camera lens advances.

It caught my own eyes, and I was a little numb, not like a young man who was about to challenge with passion.

Fortunately, the music sounded again.

Du Ye saw himself quietly walking onto the ring stage of the fighting dance.

The light fell on the top of his head, illuminating his eyes, and the light gradually appeared in his eyes, and soon started a prairie fire.

Then a row of black text appeared under his body.

——Du Ye [Venom]——

——Modern Street Dance——

Modern Hip-hop: The fusion of hip-hop and other dances, mostly works, is the pioneer of hip-hop and is walking on a different path from the past.

The author has something to say: Sheng Yao: I didn't make an appearance today.

You are out.

Sheng Yao: It's not this appearance, I didn't talk to Dudu.

Since ancient times, many talents have been commented on.

Someone left me a message saying.

Sheng Yao and Du Ye, holy medicine and venom... "Poison CP".

Someone also left a message saying that it was a "poison circle CP".

To be honest, I still understand why this CP is called so after reading the comments in the back.