Everyone looked sideways, looking for the source of the sound.
At this time, I saw the Yucai camp as calm as water, and a medium-sized man with a dark face slowly stood up.
The second fat man was stunned for a moment, then he raised his cheeks and said, "Qiangzi, what do you want to do?"
"Go down and play." Looking at the court, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked like he was leading the world.
"Holy shit! You're crazy! Can you dance? You don't think our school has been embarrassed enough! Stop making trouble and sit down!" Erpang covered his face and gently pulled Zhang Xiaoqiang's trouser legs.
Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled "hehe": "It's just for fun, and I won't get pregnant, so I'm afraid of a bird."
"That classmate in the stands, are you going to come down and challenge the show?" Seeing someone from the Yucai department stand up, the man in black was obviously a little surprised, but after confirming the appearance and even the temperament of the standing person, he immediately felt relieved.
No way, Zhang Xiaoqiang has nothing to do with dancers at all.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his hand and waved it happily from side to side. His posture was like a funny clown, which made everyone burst into laughter.
"Haha! Boy, can you dance?"
"Stop dancing? Can Y Dao'er walk straight?"
"Yucai, you two can't even send out the goods?"
"Girls of Charming Dance, don't stay in that shabby school. Come to our New Oriental. Our brothers will take care of you."
…
Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance gave the opposite stand the opportunity for another wave of abuse and attacks.
Not to mention those on the other side, even those on Yucai's side felt ashamed of Zhang Xiaoqiang's volunteering.
In the eyes of his classmates, Zhang Xiaoqiang's behavior is that he disregards the school's honor, is completely egoistic, and simply wants to be limelight and create a topic.
In line with the principle that family scandals should not be made public, although everyone was not allowed to speak loudly and sternly, through their eyes and whispered reminders, they were all dutifully ordering Zhang Xiaoqiang to return to his seat and give up his current embarrassing behavior.
"Go back! Just forget about your embarrassment, don't embarrass us all!"
"You can't dance, so why are you pretending to be a big-headed idiot?"
"Boy! You'd better be honest, or else go back to school and see how your brothers deal with you!"
"Damn it! If you don't go back to Mao's school right now, I will break your legs today!"
…
On the one hand, he was teasing and mocking, on the other hand, he was threatening to stop, but the person involved in the two vortexes kept smiling slowly downwards as if nothing was wrong.
But no one knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention was not on their "rumors" at this time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang kept sending streams of consciousness to the old man: "Hey! Have the reward results come out? Who is the final manager?"
After waiting for almost ten seconds, the old man replied: "It's out, it's out, the one with the highest reward amount this time is... Dang Dang Dang," with its own sound effects.
"Fuck! Don't be fooled, it's burning your ass, tell me the result quickly!!" Zhang Xiaoqiang urged anxiously as he was about to leave the stands.
"Oh, you brat, you don't know much about style. Come on, the one who gets the reward this time is the King of Dance, Michael Jackson."
"you sure?"
"Sure."
"It's Michael Jackson, the King of Dance, not Nicholas Zhao Si?"
"certainly?"
"Can you look carefully?"
"I am old, but I am not stupid or blind!"
"I… "
Just as he was about to say something else, a person suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, forcing him to stop in a hurry, only to narrowly avoid the awkward situation of embracing him passionately.
"Long Dongqiang? Are you okay?"
That's right! The person standing in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang is Long Dongqiang, who made him look embarrassed in public last time at the dance club.
Since he had seen Zhang Xiaoqiang's "weird" dancing before, Long Dongqiang's eyes showed obvious contempt: "Go back!!"
Concise and concise! Long Dongqiang glared and shouted without any politeness.
Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled bitterly and scratched his head: "You are sick."
"I don't have time to be poor with you, so get back to your seat immediately!"
"You are really sick."
"You... think I'm joking with you!?" Long Dongqiang's face turned more ferocious.
"Do you think I'm joking with you? Oh, forget it, let me tell you directly. The scientific name of your disease is nosy, and the specific symptom is "you have nothing to do when you are full."
"you… "
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me going down to dance next to you?"
"You know how much you weigh! I don't care how you behave in other places! But today, you'd better not embarrass us, Mei Zhiwu and Yucai."
"Haha, I really don't see that Brother Long has a sense of responsibility. Then I want to ask, this... Now in Yucai, or in other words, does anyone in your Charming Dance have the guts to compete with that guy on the field?"
"Then...it's not your turn!!"
"Tsk tsk~, what Brother Long said is wrong. You don't make the rules. Besides, just because you can't do it doesn't mean that I can't do it. Didn't I tell you that although I'm not talented, I'm still good at dancing. A little bit stronger than you."
"Zhang Xiaoqiang! You..."
…
"Yo yo, what's wrong with you people who educate talents!? Are you too scared to fuck?"
"Haha, it can't be internal strife. Boy, you're not good enough. Even my own people look down on you!"
The New Oriental camp in the stands did not miss any opportunity to tease and ridicule.
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Did you hear that, Brother Long? You asked me to go back now, which really embarrasses everyone!"
After saying that, he patted Long Dongqiang on the shoulder and Zhang Xiaoqiang walked sideways.
Arriving off the field, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced intentionally towards the "Charming Dance" rest area.
The icy beauty in her eyes had a solemn look on her face. Zhang Xiaoqiang then nodded his head lightly, then raised his head and made a slight arc.
Don’t worry, let me complete this gorgeous reversal for you!
"Haha, this friend is very courageous. What kind of dance do you want to perform?" Although the man in black spoke respectfully, he could not hide the contempt in his eyes.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't hesitate and walked straight up to the man in black. Without saying a word, he grabbed the microphone from the other man's hand with one palm.
In response, there were boos on the court.
"Damn it, I knew that kid would do something wrong!" Long Dongqiang clenched his fists tightly, feeling regretful that he should have punched Zhang Xiaoqiang down just now.
As if he didn't hear the boos on the court, Zhang Xiaoqiang said softly: "Since you won by imitating Michael Jackson and everyone likes it, let me also do Michael's dance to cheer everyone up."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience once again booed enthusiastically.
Even Su Lengche in the rest area closed his eyes in silence.
It’s over! This is the most intuitive reaction from everyone in the Yucai camp.
No one thought Zhang Xiaoqiang could do anything on the field. In everyone's eyes, he was just a clown who wanted to stand out.
The man in black raised his hand to suppress the noise in the stands, then smiled and asked: "Then what soundtrack do you need?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied loudly: "I don't want any music."
(End of chapter)