"Thank you all for your love for our "Dazzling Dance" cheerleading team. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the gold medal winner of the 6th National Michael Jackson Imitation Competition. I came here this time because I heard that the Yucai "Charming Dance" cheerleading team is also here. Performance. Everyone knows that the "Charming Dance" club has always been the best dance club in colleges and universities. Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to discuss with my "Charming Dance" friends. How about the "Charming Dance" students are willing to accept the challenge? ?"
The whole place was silent, and it took a while for everyone to understand the meaning of each other's words. I bet they were just here to kick the field!
The New Oriental Stand immediately burst into cheers and cheers. With such a powerful party in their own camp, they would of course be happy to see Yucai suffer.
In terms of talent cultivation, they are not to be outdone, and everyone is enthusiastic and unanimous in communicating with the outside world.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, on the other hand, seemed to be aloof from the incident at the moment, with all his attention focused on the live broadcast platform.
Michael Jackson: What are you doing? Who is calling me
Zhang Xiaoqiang: Brother Mai, those little bastards are not calling you. The "King of Dance" they are calling is that... ah~ the guy who is holding the microphone and squeaking vigorously.
Michael Jackson: Him? Is he a good dancer
Zhang Xiaoqiang: I can’t say whether it’s great or not, but he not only imitated your face, but also imitated your face. Uh, no, it's dance, your dance.
While Zhang Xiaoqiang was explaining, three people walked out of the "Charming Dance" rest area, and they were none other than Long Dongqiang's trio.
Then the music started, and Long Dongqiang led the two followers in a very cool street dance performance.
At the end of the performance, Yucai's side burst into thunderous applause.
But when the opponent's "Man in Black" played Michael Jackson's "beatit", the situation on the court suddenly reversed.
This time, not only did New Oriental applaud, but many Michael fans from Yucai couldn't help but turn against him.
To be honest, we can't blame the audience for defecting, the man in black's performance is indeed lifelike.
Although, the street dance performance of Long Dongqiang's trio was also very good.
But it's like being in a cafe with an elegant environment. Even if you drink the boiled water in your hand, it will never be as good as others drinking grinding iron. Cappuccino has an emotional appeal.
There is no doubt that this time the "Charm of Dance" has failed again.
At this point, it stands to reason that the man in black should have stopped as soon as he saw fit, but I don’t know if it was because of the warm atmosphere on the field that the man in black not only had no intention of stopping, but instead picked up the microphone again and greeted the Yucai camp: "Friends of Yucai, if you think your dancing level is good, are you welcome to come down and challenge me?"
Good guy, as soon as the man in black said this, New Oriental was completely excited.
This is Chi Guoguo’s provocation! Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the "Charming Dance" rest area. Ice Beauty and the other girls looked serious.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt angry for no reason.
The uncle dared to bully his future wife, and the Y must be too damn arrogant.
"What kind of plane are you doing! Boy, why are you so crazy! This is a basketball game, you think it's a dance competition!"
"Yucai, are you scared? What's wrong with having a dance competition to cheer up the entertainment during the halftime break? Besides, even if you compete in basketball, you guys don't seem to be opponents. Hahaha!"
"That's it, if you have the ability, send someone with the ability to come up and wander around. Don't just talk nonsense, these useless people can only spin in circles on the ground!"
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Relying on the men in black to control the situation, New Oriental was confident, and all kinds of unpleasant words came out one after another.
On the other hand, Yucai, although he was angry, no one dared to challenge him.
The second fat man's teeth were itching in frustration: "******, this is so annoying! I can't dance, otherwise I will definitely do it. Hey, do you dare to masturbate?"
Amidst the "sound of waves" from the enemy, which was like a vast ocean, Erpang's shouts could not stir up any waves at all.
"Dance King! Dance King! Dance King!"
The mischievous students in the front row took the lead in shouting slogans, and the whole audience was immediately covered by the word "Dance King".
Zhang Xiaoqiang: Brother Mai, we can't bear this anymore, that guy is trying to steal your name right away!
Michael Jackson: It’s just a name, I don’t care about it a long time ago.
Zhang Xiaoqiang: You can't say that, Brother Mai! It would be fine if the guy across from you was praised for his own abilities, but he was using your name to deceive you. What do you mean by that... Well, art cannot be blasphemed. Look at his arrogant look. If you don't come forward to show him off now, you'll just rely on that kid's behavior. I don't know how he will show off to you another day. You may not care about the title of "Dance King", but he is still your imitator after all. If he causes trouble in the future, it will also smear your face, right
Michael Jackson: Well, that makes sense. It seems that it is necessary to give that kid a wake-up call.
Zhang Xiaoqiang: That’s necessary, absolutely!
Super management: Rewards start, and the person with the highest number gets to manage.
"Hahaha, Yucai, are you scared? There are so many people and no one dares to stand up and challenge?"
New Oriental is still provoking Yilanglang.
Originally, there were people on Yucai's side who stood up to retort, but now... looking around, they all looked wilted with the widow.
At this time, Su Lengche's face was as frosty as ice. As the president of "Charming Dance", she had never been so humiliated before.
Obviously, her opponent came prepared this time and made it clear that he wanted to embarrass her dance club.
"Sister Su, why don't we come?" Girls have never been crowded like this. Whether in school or outside, they are all stars.
Frowning as he glanced at the angry sisters in front of him, Su Lengche looked solemn and then shook his head: "No need."
"Why! Are we going to let them humiliate us like this?"
Su Lengche smiled bitterly: "The other party's dance is that of Michael Jackson, and he just said that he won the gold medal in the National Imitation Grand Prix. Do you think you can beat him?"
"This..." The girls were speechless. Undoubtedly, they had no chance of winning in the competition with Michael's dancing.
"We don't have to compete with him in Michael's dance. We can dance other dances."
In response, Su Lengche smiled helplessly again.
Of course she knew the abilities of her sisters, but it was simply impossible to dance beyond the "King of Dance" right now.
Unless the "legend" is reborn, because only the "legend" itself has the capital to break the "legend".
But everyone knows that Michael Jackson has passed away long ago, and he will not and cannot come to the scene.
Seeing that Yucai was silent, the man in black raised his hand with satisfaction to stop the noise in his own camp, and then held the microphone in a slightly playful voice and said loudly: "Don't any of Yucai's friends dare to stand on the stage and show off?"
As the words fell, a "shining" in the air drew a long and narrow arc under the dazzling lights, and landed steadily in the center of the court.
Everyone looked away and saw a coin spinning on the floor.
Just when everyone was curious about who lost the coin, a lazy and slightly playful voice rang out: "Haha, how about I try it!?"
(End of chapter)