Idol trainee Jia Zheng girl walks sideways

The day of the competition coincided with the Chinese New Year, and the instructors brought dumplings to everyone but left after sitting for a while because of their respective schedules.The rest of the group of children were the masters who threw the house alone and wanted to overturn the roof. When they saw the leaderless group, they immediately liberated their instincts.

The little ghost was chewing on dumplings, his legs were shaking like Parkinson's, looked at Zhu Xingjie and said, "Can you show me a Huba spitting a gun?"

Zhu Xingjie glanced at him sideways, picked up two dumplings with his chopsticks, stuffed them into his mouth together, his cheeks swelled up, and he was about to spray on the boy.Reflexively, the kid raised his hand to cover his forehead, leaned back his neck and drew back his double chin, and repeatedly refused: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!"

Zhu Xingjie raised one corner of his mouth and sneered contemptuously.

Little boy, I can't cure you anymore!

However, the boy didn't eat obediently for a few seconds, he touched him with his elbow again, and asked sincerely: "Can you show me a Huba with your head retracted into your body?"

"..."

Zhu Xingjie pursed his lips, put down his chopsticks, and was about to speak when he was distracted by a coaxing cheer from the door.

The gates were double opened, and Zhu Yuning was brought in by the staff together with several other teaching assistants who did not go home. The children in the front row immediately stood up and cheered when they saw this. They slapped the chest in the same way, and abandoned Huba in the blink of an eye.

"Teacher Gita! Huh~~~"

After all, today is the Chinese New Year, and the girl has changed from her usual cold face, with smiles on the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Shall we... play a more upbeat song?"

"it is good!"

Amidst the applause, the girl connected the prepared player to the amplified speaker, and the densely rhythmic melody immediately ignited the venue. Seeing this, the dance teacher couldn't help booing from the side: "From the dance group! Come to the battle!"

"Battle! Battle!"

After all, two-thirds of the audience were not members of the dance group, and in line with the principle of not taking too much trouble to watch the excitement, the sound of booing and wanting to battle resounded through the room in an instant.

In such an exciting activity of cheating brothers, Fan Chengcheng still carried out the good habit of "I don't hate brothers without me", and shouted the name "Zhu Zhengting" hoarsely.Seeing this, Fu Guier also jumped up, shouting "Ding Zeren" with a volume comparable to Cheng Cheng's, while turning around to encourage the people in the back row to follow suit.

Poor Zhu Zhengting and Ding Zeren were both sitting in the first row, the dance teacher almost effortlessly locked his eyes on the two boys, and walked up to them and lifted them out.

The music in the player is the classic fighting dance music in "Step Up". Almost as soon as Ding Zeren heard the music, he controlled every part of his body and started dancing to the rhythm.Good dance music is to popping dancers like water is to fish. From shoulders to fingertips to knees, the boys move freely and smoothly like an artist.People who have practiced dancing can make a wa*ve no matter how good or bad it is, but from the left fingertips to the rhythm and sliding across the left half of the body, to the w□□e ending with the drumbeat on the lower right knee, it takes a lot of physical strength. Strong control.

The boys in the front row were speechless for a while because they were too surprised, and it took a few seconds for Justin to scratch his neck and howl the boy's name again.

"Ding Zeren~~~"

The boy whose name was called turned around on the spot, slid his right arm in a half circle in the air, and slid his body along his left foot towards the edge of the stage, leaving the position for Zhu Zhengting.

"Zhu Zhengting! Zhu~zheng~ting~~~cough cough cough..."

Cheng Cheng propped his hands on the table, the veins on his neck popped out from shouting too loudly, the next moment the boy choked on his own saliva because of the broken voice.

Zhu Zhengting was in a bit of a dilemma. After all, this style of dance was not his specialty, so he didn't know how to start. Justin probably saw the boy's hesitation, and shouted without thinking: "Somersault! Zhu Zhengting! Somersault!"

Later, Li Xikan's friend, who is full of love for acrobatics, also seconded after hearing the sound: "Somersault! Somersault!"

Zhu Zhengting stretched his chest with both arms, stretched his neck, and straddled with one leg. His body beautifully left a semi-arc parabola in the air, and he landed steadily in the next second.

"Huh~~~Zhu Zhengting! Zhu Zhengting!" Justin and Fan Chengcheng raised their arms and shouted a few times, looked at each other, and began to harm other children.

"Lin Chaoze! Go around! Lin Chaoze! Go around!"

In this way, a good dance battle turned into an acrobatic show under the lead of the two little ghosts, but fortunately, the dance teacher had a balance in his heart, and made a timely stop before the acrobatic show continued to deteriorate into a circus.

"Our dance group has made a fool of ourselves, shouldn't the rap group show a bit!"

"Battle! Battle! Battle! Battle!"

I don't know who led it, and I don't know how it was pushed to the forefront. Anyway, when Zhu Yuning was pulled to the center of the stage, the kid had already climbed onto the table, crossed his arms, swayed and shouted.

"Teacher Gita! If I win, you will cooperate with me in a song, and if I lose..." The boy rolled his eyes, "Zhu Xingjie will perform Huba with his head retracted into his body for you!"

Zhu Xingjie: "..."

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