dance dance let me up

It was all kinds of happiness, and finally said: "This kind of scene really prolongs life, I can live for five years! Dance with you once and live for five years, dance with you and live for five years, hehehe."

Du Ye said: "A large-scale bastard breeding site."

Smoke rose above Deng Xiaodan's head: "Roll it, I know you can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth."

Du Ye squinted at him: "Spit it out for me."

Deng Xiaodan held back for two seconds, "haha" laughed dryly, and changed the subject forcefully, "Oh, by the way, I think we are going to prepare for a dance fight. It seems that the possibility of advancing is relatively high."

From the game till now, Deng Xiaodan has also seen some tricks.

To see if the work is good, first to see whether the audience's reaction is enthusiastic, second to see if the captain is embarrassing, and third to see if the referee Wan Changming will speak.

Especially for Wan Changming, the final results of the programs where he basically spoke were not bad.

Anyway, the audience responded enthusiastically today, the captain sincerely praised it, and Wan Changming also spoke.

Deng Xiaodan decided that they could enter the final.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't make it to the finals with your work.

They, Du Ye, are the Great Demon King known as the "Arsenal of Arms", and they are afraid that they will not get the last place to advance.

"Let's go! Let's practice coordination." Deng Xiaodan yelled.

"Let's go." The others happily cooperated.

Don't worry about Bai Lian at all, everyone is full of energy, and they can fight for another 500 years.

A group of people walked back, and many people in the background were watching them.

There were those who celebrated them, and those who observed them vigilantly. Of course, there were those whose faces remained unchanged but felt that they were too exaggerated in their hearts.

But so what?

When you have enough strength, even if you just do your own thing step by step, you will still arouse the envy of others.

The strong are not qualified to be low-key at all.

Now that the competition has come, Du Ye has shown his sharpness. Who doesn't know that Du Ye is a strong opponent?

Even if he just walked in front of them, he might be envied by others.

Just like Brother Dian.

Brother Dian was the first to dance down, sweating already, and smoked at the door with his brothers.

They looked at Du Ye, and followed them until Du Ye's back disappeared.

Someone said: "You don't like that kid?"

Brother Dian didn't speak.

The man said: "It's okay to make him unable to participate in the next competition."

Brother Dian lifted his eyelids, glanced at the person who spoke, spit out smoke from his mouth, and said flatly, "I'm here to dance."

The man stopped talking.

Brother Dian withdrew his gaze, looked at a man around his age, with a shaved head, a kind-looking man who looked like a Maitreya Buddha, and said, "It's been three months, and the house hasn't been taken back yet?"

"There is no one at home, and they all hid out, but I found out about the school his children go to, and I will go back and find someone after this place is over."

"Looking for a child? Where are his parents?"

"My parents went to other places to work, but I can't find them. The children live in school directly. I heard that they send back living expenses every month."

"Then there's nothing we can do. He's unlucky to have such a parent. By the way, how old is the child? What's his name?"

"My name is Wu Yijun, a senior in high school this year."

"Hey, college students..."