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Chapter 918

Ghost step dance, a first-grade dance skill of the lowest level, and social dance are called two basic dance skills.Social shaking exercises upper limbs, ghost step dance exercises lower limbs.The way of dancing is to practice the basics. If you master ghost step dance and social shake, you will have no worries about dancing, but if you master both, you will be talented.

When jumping, the legs are flexible, quick and powerful, and at the same time have the "remnant image" corresponding to the social shaking hands. The small afterimages are three afterimages, and the afterimages are six. When the jump is extreme, the six afterimages flicker. technology.

"Three afterimages are not bad."

On the viewing platform, Lin Tianzhu nodded with a smile, the more outstanding these juniors were, the more gratified he felt.

"Who is fighting him?"

"Lin Gan, son of Lin Ku..." The Great Elder next to him replied in a low voice.

"Queer..."

Lin Tianzhu was stunned, his old eyes flashed some memories, and he searched for that figure in the auditorium.

At this time, on the stage, Lin Dadao's panting gradually increased, and the wavy fat with strange beauty became heavy.

Because Mu Su didn't move at all, strange conversations gradually sounded in the auditorium.

On the side, Zitansu clenched her hands tightly, her little face full of worry.

The referee on the sidelines, Lin Shengton, frowned. If Lin Sen didn't move anymore, he would be sentenced to lose.

Amidst the anxious, concerned, or waiting to see a joke, the stage finally had a new change.

Musu suddenly squatted up lightly, stretched out his hands caressing his chest, and sang softly:
"Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm~"

A smile appeared on Lin Zitan's delicate face, and in the audience, Lin Ku's clenched fists under his sleeves gradually loosened...

The slightly immature singing echoed over the dance floor.

"Is that why you invited me here?" Patriarch of the Chai family stroked his long beard with his hand: "Although he is still young, he has already seen the music...and this dance step is unprecedented..."

The Patriarch of the Chai family suddenly paused in his hands, and said in surprise: "Could it be a dance technique created by myself!"

Lin Tianzhu laughed a few times like an old fox, but said nothing.

Shaking his head and laughing, he said, "You have a unicorn in your family. You may see this unicorn on stage at this year's dance competition."

Lin Tianzhu nodded first, but remembered the failure many years ago.That failure caused him to lose his son who was in the prime of his qualifications, and also interrupted his extravagant hopes.

Will this time be different...?
"Give you a little heart, send you a flower~"

The duel on the stage is drawing to a close.Lin Gan's breath is flowing continuously, and although Lin Dadao's body shape makes dancing more visually impactful, endurance is a flaw that cannot be ignored.

"No... no more fights!"

Lin Dadao stopped panting, dripping sweat like rain, and couldn't catch his breath: "If this continues, I won't be able to dance before you finish singing...you win!"

Feeling relieved for the younger generation, Lin Shengton came to the stage and announced: "Lin Gan vs. Lin Dadao, Lin Gan wins!"

As soon as Lin Shington finished speaking, there was loud applause and applause in the trial hall.

Everyone can see that Lin Gan has "tricked".

But no one will criticize this kind of trickery, because it is the wanton release of talent!

"Brother Gan, can you teach me to sing this song?" Lin Dadao grinned.

Mu Su retreated: "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Hearing this, Lin Dadao clapped his hands sternly: "I am so convinced that Dadao lost!"

In the auditorium, Lin Gong felt that this scene was full of déjà vu, and a trace of haze flashed across his cold eyes...

"Possess virtue and ability, I'm afraid your Lin family is going to ride the wind..."

The Patriarch of the Chai family saw it, how could he not be envious, he didn't see Lin Tianzhu next to him like an old fox, smiling so hard that he almost lost sight of his eyes.

"Brother Lin Gan, that's awesome!"

Looking at Mu Su who was walking back to his seat, Lin Zitan gave him a thumbs up.

In the arena, after Musu's competition ended, new competitions started one after another.It's just that it was a dance competition among juniors after all, the shock after the first singer's appearance made people less interested in the following competition and dance competition, and the cameras frequently shot Musu on the sidelines.But as the game progresses, the atmosphere gradually heats up, and the camera's focus returns to the stage.

The four competitions are over, and the next one will be Lin Zitan's turn.

"Brother Gan, it's my turn."

Musu and Zitan clapped hands and watched her step onto the stage.

"Lin Zitan."

Lin Zitan is still young, but her slim figure can already tell that she is a beauty.

The audience's slackened attention from the previous boring and fierce battle regrouped, which made the atmosphere of the dance hall as enthusiastic as when Lin Gan won.

"Lin Gong."

Lin Gong, who accidentally became Lin Zitan's opponent, replied: "Lin Zitan, I will tell you next, how big the gap is between us!"

Lin Shington raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not stop the scene, announcing as before: "The competition begins."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Gong's originally lazy complexion turned cold, and he twisted his waist and hips as soon as he said what he said.
Lin Zitan strode forward with her slender legs, posing in a social rocking posture.

If Lin Zitan's society shakes like a gurgling spring, swaying the vitality called youth, in contrast, Lin Gong is as quiet as a virgin and moves like a rabbit, full of strength and rhythm between pauses and pauses.

The social swing of young girls is certainly pleasing to the eye, but anyone can see that Lin Zitan is at a disadvantage.

Lin Zitan didn't want to be outnumbered by Wu at the beginning, and started to follow Lin Gong.

"Too bad, Zitan has fallen into Lingong's rhythm."

Lin Ku suddenly shouted in a low voice.After all, Lin Gong was in the seventh level of body training, and Lin Zitan, who only had the second level of body training, couldn't keep up with Ling Gong's rhythm.

Lin Zitan, who had already sensed it, was about to admit defeat, when Lin Gong suddenly raised his arms above his head, with his wrists pressed against each other, posing in a gesticulation!
There was an uproar in the dance hall.Because, increasing the intensity when the opponent is about to lose means... humiliation!
Misty water appeared in Lin Zitan's eyes, and he bit his pink lips lightly, unwilling to watch Lin Gong roll up his hands.

One rotation...two rotations...three rotations...every wonderful rotation of the wrist driven by the palm is like a giant hammer hitting the bottom of Lin Zitan's heart.

Four turns... five turns!
The audience gradually became astonished at Lin Gong's shamelessness.

If it is said that the afterimage strength of ghost step dance is small enough to be three afterimages, and the big one is six afterimages, then the Huashou Jin of social shaking is also three turns to small success, and six turns to great success.You Qi looked at Lin Gong's hands like lotuses, perfectly rounded as a whole, it didn't seem like he had no stamina at all.

"There is one, you, Lin Tianzhu, really didn't hold back your fart when you invited us here." The Patriarch of the Chai family snorted coldly, and when he thought of the gang of unsatisfactory juniors in the family, he felt depressed.

...Six turns!
At this moment, Lin Zitan, who had a pretty pale face, "plopped" and fell, slumped on the stage exhausted.

To the regret of the audience and the media, Lin Gong let go of his hands at this time and stopped at the sixth round.

Lin Zitan bit her lip and said puzzledly: "Why are you doing this..."

Lin Gong jumped up suddenly, landed on his hands and knees at the same time, swung his hips, and continued the competition...and humiliation.

Because Lin Zitan didn't shout to admit defeat, Lin Shengdun had no choice but to continue the competition.

Lin Gong, who was lying in front of Lin Zitan, mocked harshly: "Look at your expression, this unwilling expression."

(End of this chapter)