dance dance let me up

Brother Quan left in anger, and turned around to find a real "fate" friend.

Du Ye was still at the back of the line, walking back slowly.

It's not that he doesn't understand the weak's newspaper group to keep warm. Sometimes when encountering the same people, they gather together to complain, and it will always give people a feeling that they are not the worst.

But Du Ye has never been interested in joining such a team. Instead of crying with the losers, he should try his best to squeeze into the team of the winners and revel.

What's more, he is in a mess right now.

Returning to the position where he stood at the beginning, Du Ye restrained himself from looking north, and focused on Quan Yang.

Quan Yang held up the materials under the street lamp and said loudly: "Next we will prepare the popular ring, I need a choreographer and Breaking (break dance).

Next I will call your names, I hope you can play to the best, and go to the central block with me. "

When Du Ye heard this, the arc of twisting his neck and shoulders increased, making no secret of his state of going on stage, and his momentum gradually increased.

Huang Dayong in seat No. [-] behind him noticed his movements.

Adam's apple slides, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

I have told myself that I have nothing to look forward to. I don't know dance at all. I am a pure layman who can tell what is good or bad.

But... He suddenly became very nervous, and his heart beat extraordinarily fast.

Is it finally the boy's turn to play?

At this time, Quan Yang shouted under the spotlight: "Milie."

Du Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man who walked out.

This person is obviously not very old, there is no trace of age on his collagen-rich face, and his round eyes are full of star-like confidence.

Tall and handsome, standing gracefully.

This is a dancer who stands on the stage like a leading man.

At the same time, someone screamed loudly: "Prince!"

Quan Yang was stunned for a moment and asked: "What prince? Did you call me prince just now? Why are you called prince?"

Millet stood under the spotlight, smiling neither humble nor humble, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Du Ye happened to be within his line of sight, and inevitably collided with Mi Lie's gaze. Mi Lie's gaze stayed on Du Ye's face for a moment, and then retracted.

Someone explained for Milie: "He is super handsome! He dances beautifully! He can also dance ballet!"

Some were laughing, others were amazed.

Hip-hop and ballet are two dances with huge differences, one is extremely classical, the other is modern trend. Hip-hop dancers have always had complicated feelings about ballet. They can neither deny the nobility and elegance of ballet, but also cannot accept the rules and constraints of ballet.

For a moment, in the middle of the group of dancers, expressions were different, and there was an instant silence.

Milie was a little embarrassed and at a loss, Quanyang helped him smooth things over: "It's amazing, did you learn ballet first? How many years have you studied?"

Millie said: "I learned ballet at the age of six, and decided to dance hip-hop at the age of 15. I have been working hard to change the traces of ballet on my body, so they say I am a prince, which is probably the reason why the traces have not completely disappeared."

Quan Yang waved his hand: "Believe me, don't question it, this is your personal characteristic, only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, prince, please start your performance."

Milie was elated by Quanyang's high EQ statement, and the smile returned to his face.

He took a deep breath, came to the middle of the stage, and signaled for the music to start.

As soon as the music started, it turned out to be classical piano music for ballet.

Millie stepped on his feet and stretched his arms along with the dance, and it was the beginning of a ballet when he came up.

Du Ye raised his eyebrows, just like this, I'm afraid he can't wait to show his own characteristics to everyone.

The little pride in my heart is full.

Mi Lie is a senior student of Nanwu. He was a member of the same hip-hop training center as Du Ye in the early years. He is three years older than Du Ye and has always been a model child in the teacher's mouth.

Later, the two were admitted to Nanwu one by one, and became alumni again. They are definitely old acquaintances.

However, old acquaintances do not mean a good relationship.

With Du Ye's temper, being pushed on top of his head, and being arrogant day after day, he must fight back.

So in the last year of the training center, Du Ye successfully counterattacked and was pulled out by the teacher as an example. Milie lost his position and felt ashamed, so he stopped participating in that training class.

Later, when I went to university, when the school team was formed, the teacher praised Du Ye in front of Mi Lie, which caused Mi Lie to lose face every time he saw Du Ye.

Seeing Milie's focus on jumping, Du Ye slowly moved forward, and then stood in the position closest to the front.

He didn't know if Milie could see him, but when someone stared at him, Du Ye would only choose to stare back more directly and fiercely.

The audition dance is about 30 seconds long, and it is all choreographed in advance.

Millie's street dance elements are integrated with ballet, especially in the extension of the legs, so he never hesitates to show off his beautiful long legs, and even found another way to play with fancy legs.

People are flower hands, he is flower legs.

There was thunderous applause for a while.

The corner of Milie's mouth curled into a smile, and he became more and more confident as he jumped more and more. He stared straight at Quanyang, and his aura gradually increased.

After dancing to a song, Quan Yang took the lead in applauding: "Good!"

Milie panted, stood still with a smile, and was ready to receive the promotion bracelet.

But Quanyang held the bracelet in his hand, but didn't hand it out immediately.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked loudly, "Anyone want to dance?"

The smile on Millie's face disappeared instantly.

This is a matter of course.

Next, there will be a more important center stage fight dance. Quanyang thinks more, and naturally hopes to find a contestant who is good at fight dance, instead of just giving away the precious promotion quota just based on the dance choreographed by the other party in advance.

Hip-hop is a sport that is too random.

Quan Yang looked around, but no one raised their hands.

Only people were pushing and shoving: "Go."

"Do not."

"Go."

"Forget it, Milie's personal style is very special and quite strong. And I just saw Milie being interviewed alone backstage. Maybe it's all decided by default. Whoever goes up at this time will accompany him to run."

Seeing this, Quan Yang moved forward with the hand holding the bracelet.

Milie's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward.

At this moment, someone came out from the crowd and said with a smile, "I'll do it!"

A teenager in a white T-shirt came to the middle of the stage, the spotlight illuminated his face, his bangs cast heavy shadows on his eyes, and his complexion was gloomy.

Everyone looked away, but few people could recognize him.

"who is this?"

"do not know."

"You're not that old, you're a rookie."

"You are very courageous."

There was no atmosphere in the rare dance fight.

The contestants were talking in low voices, which was very different from the excitement of the great god appearing on the stage.

Quan Yang took the time to look at the direction of the director team and said that he did his best.

That's right, the big masters are all over, and the rest are young people with little fame, and the atmosphere won't be heated up no matter how heated it is.

The assistant director, who was sitting cross-legged, rested his chin on one hand, and said to the people around him, "Give me more shots on Milie's side, I think it will be useful."

The instructions were transmitted to each camera position through the earphones, and for a while, the boom slid silently above the head like a python, dropped from three directions, and aimed at Milie.

Only the No. [-] camera landed stubbornly on Du Ye's face, and the camera even advanced within half a meter at one point.

The face in the camera is unremarkable, even not energetic because of the light, but if you take a closer look, the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth reveals the brilliance of confidence.

His eyes were dark and determined, as if stars were twinkling in the middle of the night.

Take it easy.

Huang Dayong has photographed countless amateurs and participated in the recording of hundreds of variety shows, but no matter how talented he is, he couldn't hide his excitement when facing the camera for the first time.

Just look at Milie, because the three cameras are in focus, the smile on his face can't be suppressed, and the arc of his chin makes people vaguely see a row of "Barons" standing by the wall.

Millie is very aggressive.

He made no secret of his hostility towards Du Ye.

And because this is on the stage, in front of the camera, it is infinitely enlarged.

He shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly, made a gesture of [cutting the neck], and provocatively gave up half of the stage.

When Du Ye came to his side, he was like a rock, neither overbearing nor humble, and seemed to return to the basics, leisurely and at ease.

Quan Yang asked, "You are?"

Du Ye introduced himself.

Quan Yang raised his eyebrows: "You guys are from the same school? Did you know each other before?"

Du Ye nodded.

Quan Yang said again: "He is actually very strong, do you know that he is very strong?"

Du Ye continued to nod and said, "That's why I came out."

In a word, it smells like gunpowder.

"Wow wow wow!"

The contestants screamed, and the atmosphere became a little warmer.

Brother Quan vented his anger and shouted: "Brother Yingyuan, you are very fierce!"

Du Ye turned his head to look at him, smiled, and didn't want to make any noise.

Quan Yang didn't hear clearly, and didn't know that this sentence would be edited into the feature film later, so he missed the good opportunity to increase the broadcast volume of the program.

After Brother Quan finished yelling and no one spoke, Quan Yang raised his hand to signal.

The music is ringing.

"Doremisso..."

It's the sound of the piano.

The crisp sound jingled to my ears.

Two-quarter beat.

very slow.

It has a more typical ballet style.

Although three seconds later, the music changed, and the hip-hop-specific heavy metal instruments were added to the piano music, and the rhythm became clear and clear. The DJ played discs skillfully, and the style of the music gradually changed.

It is still Milie's style that people can hear.

The dancers around looked at each other.

The meaning of the program team is obvious, it is to keep Milie and let him show off in his own field.

Millie didn't feel ashamed, but looked at Du Ye provocatively.

Du Ye shrugged, stepped on the beat to the music twice, closed his eyes and thought for a second, and made up his mind.

He came to the middle of the stage, shrunk his shoulders, clawed his fingers, swayed his body and walked towards Quan Yang step by step.

This is...【Raptor】?

Do not!

This is 【Zombie】!

He moved his arms away, tilted his head, and had a piercing smile on his face.

With a set of skilled [Nanako] steps, she walked out.

Feet turned inwards, thighs clamped, stepping out of the dance, the body suddenly stopped.

Then, trembling violently.

【Touch switch】

"Zizzizi!"

Just at this moment, a series of smooth piano notes sounded like an electric current.

He fits the music perfectly, and the card is spot on!

There is no doubt that the boy is familiar with this tune.

He swayed his body along with the music, as if getting an electric shock, he swam all over his body, paused from time to time, turned around and jumped suddenly, with one leg straight and the other bent, as if the battle uniform had fallen, opening up the world!

"Whoa!"

Whistles came and went.

Very good Locking, and a distinct Hip-Hop style.

So far, apart from jumping out of [Tomahawk], the boy has hardly used any big moves, but no one would say that he didn't jump well.

For an excellent dancer, it is instinctive to move the body along with the song. No matter how simple the basic skills are, it is natural for a young man, as smooth as the clouds rolling and relaxing in the clear summer sky.

Shun.

Just one word!

The sound of the piano suddenly became high.

It was supposed to be a scene where the prince went out and cheered along the road, but Du Ye immediately turned it into "Ghost Night Tour", and the ghostly spirit rushed towards his face.

"Wow."

Quan Yang touched his chin and nodded.

It was found that the beautiful piano music was performed in a different way, which turned out to be dark and cold, and under Du Ye's precise and smooth body control, people were substituted into a ruined ruin.

The heavy industry-style stage and Du Ye's performance blended together in an unexpected way.

Lonely wandering zombies roamed the streets, bloody limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and the smell of rancidity came to the face.

Du Ye shook his head violently, his flying bangs revealed a dazzling white face, a ferocious twisted body, and bloody scenes everywhere.

As if smelling food, the shrunken limbs spread out, and he let out a salivating growl, scratching forward.

Quan Yang's expression changed, and he took a step back.

At that moment, he found that the boy's eyes were completely turned up, leaving only white pupils.

Fierce and unusual.

It actually gave Quanyang goosebumps all over his body.

What the hell!

This person's expression control is simply perfect!

But apparently the attack of zombie hunting was stopped.

The young man twisted his body, "electric current" flowed through his whole body, and danced crazily with the music, but his twitching fingers deftly made "flower hands" one by one.

The upper body is sometimes smooth and sometimes stuttering, but the movements of the feet do not hesitate for half a second, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

He struggles!

He is angry!

Then he was afraid and wanted to retreat.

He backed away, trying to escape for his life.

However, at the next second of escaping into the darkness!

"Crack!"

A pair of hands supported the top of his head and chin, and wrung his head off completely.

[Break head]! !

The body is like a bow full of strength, full of tension, but in the next second!

The bowstring cracked!

His body tensed and fell straight backwards, and he hit the ground heavily, making a "bang" sound!

The dead zombie slowly tilted its head in the direction of Quanyang.

The white eyeballs gradually receded, revealing black and white eyes.

stop……