dance dance let me up

swaying.

The people there shouted in unison, "One, two, three! Come on, Du Ye! One, two, three! Come on, Du Ye!"

The support from the fans was too sudden and powerful, the entire stadium seemed to be thundered and rumbled.

The players and referees all looked up in surprise, and even Joel stopped and looked into the stands.

Only then did Joel realize who the person who had just passed him and was walking towards the stage was.

It was him.

He was a little embarrassed at first.

Then this mood quickly calmed down.

Huaguo has a world champion, but they all know how high this champion is.Huaguo's street dance is far from the highest level in the world, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with what he just said.

3 fly only.

It's not that hard to make.

As for praising a person because of a skill?

This level of noise, in his opinion, is just a kind of self-indulgence.

Leaving Kod, going to the international competition, most of the world champions in Huaguo are not enough to watch in any international competition.

Especially Wod, so far, no one from China has ever won the world championship of Wod.

Joel is an American.

A person from the country where hip-hop dance originated, he is proud and confident in his heart. In the field of hip-hop dance, he is a person standing at the top of the pyramid.

thus.

When the audience was shouting a person's name, Joel sneered in his heart while being upset.

Is this Du Ye?

Forgive him for being unable to distinguish the almost identical looks of the Hua people.

But so what if you recognize it.

He will still say what he has to say.

It would be an insult to compare the clown skills of these second-rate dancers to his.

Du Ye had already come to the middle of the stage amidst the shouts.

The host raised the microphone and was about to speak, but Du Ye stretched out his hand to him, and he handed the microphone to Du Ye in a daze.

Du Ye held the microphone to his lips, was about to speak, but stopped again, raised his hand and made a downward movement.

So the shouts that resounded throughout the venue just now disappeared.

At this moment, the entire arena was so quiet that the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Du Ye turned to look in the direction Joel left, smiled and said, "Thank you Joel for paying tribute to my dance."

pay tribute! ?

Paying homage?

Is this word being used too much?

Du Ye's fans didn't feel anything yet, but the hip-hop dancers felt Du Ye's provocation.

You are a young dancer, why do you let the world-famous hip-hop god pay tribute to you, you have this face?

Is it too arrogant?

Du Ye said: "Please translate for me, I only have good hearing."

The translator froze for a moment, and translated, "Thank you Joel for dancing."

Du Ye opened his mouth and emphasized, "It's a tribute, thank you, my hearing is very good."

The translator pursed his lips and looked helplessly down the stage.

Brother Gao had already stood up and looked at Du Ye in warning.

Don't make trouble.

Du Ye ignored him, saw the interpreter and didn't speak, thought for a while, his tongue was very bad, and he said in English, "Thank you, Joel, for paying tribute to my dance."

This time, the language is correct.

Ensure correct delivery.

Joel understood.

He looked at him, with his arms folded across his chest, from a distance, his eyes gradually turned fierce, like a beast.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air and sparks exploded.

The audience was instantly excited!

After a while, they already realized what Du Ye was talking about.

I should say...

Ahhhhh!My younger brother is still so daring to say and do!

Yup!

You danced our younger brother's signature move, and insulted our contestants who only do somersaults. Why don't you say you copied your younger brother's idea!

right!You are a tribute!

Must be a tribute to our little brother!

For a while, the excited nostrils of many spectators in the stands became thick.

This is too much fun!

Especially when Du Ye opened his mouth, the contest party wanted to whitewash the peace, and Du Ye himself opened his mouth in a nasty manner.

Ahhhhh!What a fairy brother!

Just be so tough!

When you come to our country to make money, people who want to insult our country will do somersaults, no one will punish you, our brother will punish you!

That's it!

Don't be cowardly, go for it!

We'll support you forever!

The audience, who were not familiar with Du Ye at first, were just hip-hop fans, and at this moment, they were also blown away by Du Ye's daring and provocative hair.

A layer of goosebumps scrambled to spread all over his body.

A powerful hormone was produced from the kidneys, which made them scream up to the sky.

That's it!

On the issue of the country's face, we will never give up an inch!

What happened to our street dance?

What happened to hip-hop somersaults?

We have improved the difficulty skills of hip-hop, do you think you don’t like it if you don’t get used to it?Feel sorry!Hurry up and learn to do somersaults too!

The audience cheered up. Although they didn't make any noise, those who had light sticks in their hands shook the light sticks, and those who didn't took out their mobile phones and lit them up.

In short.

Although we can't let foreigners think that people in our country are rude and xenophobic, we can't let them think that we are softies.

For Du Ye who dares to speak out, we must support him!

After Du Ye finished speaking, he lowered his eyes to organize his words, and then said in English: "Next, let me pay tribute to you."

The voice fell.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly lifted up, and the black eyes were like knives like swords, looking straight at Joel in the distance.

His gaze gradually became sharper, giving birth to a compelling aura.

Offenders.

He must be killed!