Chapter Seventy-One: The Streets
"What does he mean by giving his middle finger?" Xu Chunqiu turned his head and asked Xie Lang.
Sheron's reply was urging and forceful: "FUCK."
"What do you mean?"
"It's your mother. β
The cameraman stood aside helplessly with the machine in his hand, faithfully recording the whole process of this scene, thinking that the teacher would be silent throughout the whole process of this audio post-production and listen to the beep.
Latinos heard Xu Chunqiu and Xie Lang conversing in Chinese, and squeezed out a sentence in an extremely contemptuous tone, "CHINESE."
When Xie Lang was a child studying abroad, he had never encountered such undisguised racial discrimination, and he replied in English without saying a word: "THE TIMBERLAND ON YOUR FEET IS ALSO MADEINCHINA." β
"If you want to scold, take off your shoes first. β
This time, the Latino did not use words, but impolitely pointed his index finger at the tip of Wu Hanxing's nose, and then pointed his thumb down.
βComeon!β
The onlookers were coaxing her to go up to face the battle, but Wu Hanxing didn't dare.
Xu Chunqiu pushed her behind her, her thin shoulders looked equally thin and slender, but her straight back was like a knife out of the sheath. This action is full of protection.
The Latina index finger moved away from the tip of Wu Hanxing's nose and aimed at Xu Chunqiu.
βYouοΌβ
Xu Chunqiu calmly stumbled in not very standard English and said, "Weareateam."
This is the first complete sentence she learned in addition to "hello", "thank you", "sorry".
Weareateam.
We are a team.
The Latino turned half of his body and stretched out his hand, and Xu Chunqiu followed him to the center of the circle formed by the crowd. The speakers on the floor began to play rhythmic music, and the sound of heavy metal instruments and drums made people a little panicked, but the crowd of people suddenly became excited.
It's time for the show to begin.
He can look down on Wu Hanxing with such contempt, he actually still has a few brushes, the dance honed on the street is very aggressive, and the basic skills are slightly weaker, but probably because he was born in parkour, and he is eager to crush the other party, so he keeps doing all kinds of flips to show off his skills from beginning to end.
Those somersaults look fancy, but in fact, because of the limitation of the flexibility of his crotch, several of them are out of shape, at best, they are just scaring and scaring the flowers in the greenhouse that Wu Hanxing has infiltrated and grown in the practice room.
He flipped to a paragraph, stopped, and provoked Xu Chunqiu with his eyes.
And the skinny Asian girl in front of her smiled, smiling peachy.
Then she did a backflip on the spot, then ran a few steps, picked up a front bridge in the clouds, and practiced a brute.
IF THEY SAY THAT THEIR BATTLE IS JUST DANCE, XU CHUNQIU MAY HAVE TO WORK HARDER, AFTER ALL, SHE HAS ALWAYS RECEIVED IDOL-STYLE DANCE TRAINING, AND IT IS VERY LIKELY THAT SHE WILL BE AS UNACCUSTOMED AS WU HANXING ON THE STREET.
But now that the other party wants to show off his skills, this is easy to do.
The dazzling somersaults are one after the other, her somersaults are very solid, completely different from the random flips of these street dancers, the legs and kicks are very neat, and in the process of taking off, she can still have the spare energy to pick up the broken hair in front of her forehead, and the landing is as light as a cat.
The most jaw-dropping thing is her flexibility, to complete a word horse in the air, when splitting on the ground at least two hundred degrees to be able to complete it with ease like her. Her brute was different from these people's deformed side flips, her legs were flattened in the air, and her movements were agile and stretched, and she was as beautiful as a cloud.
The movements are clearly soft and tough, but the softness is rigid, and the aggressiveness and aggression are not discounted at all.
The camera teacher watched from the sidelines, remembering the thief who was beaten by Xu Chunqiu a few days ago, and the hand holding the machine seemed to be a little sour somehow.
The crowd of onlookers gradually smacked the taste, and this series of show-off skills, which is better and which is inferior, is immediately apparent.
Latino stood in the center of the crowd with a blushing face, and the admiration for Xu Chunqiu from all directions was tantamount to an insulting torture to him.
"Look at her, how beautiful she is!"
"This is Chinese kung fu!"
"Bruce Lee?"
β......β
At this moment, the misunderstanding that Chinese can do kung fu can be completely washed away, and the group of "six-pointed star girls" watched from the sidelines, thinking secretly in their hearts.
When the music ended, Xu Chunqiu stopped by the beat of the drum, leaned over slightly and hugged his fists at the other party.
THE LATINO LOOKED EMBARRASSED, HE DIDN'T RETURN THE SALUTE, HE DIDN'T LOOK AT HER, HE JUST USED TIMBERLAND ON HIS FOOT TO GRIND THE HALF OF THE CIGARETTE BUTT HE HAD THROWN ON THE GROUND.
Xu Chunqiu didn't stay too long, she returned to the crowd, and disappeared after a while.
The people gathered together smacked their lips, as if they were still reminiscing about Xu Chunqiu's beautiful movements, and gradually dispersed. The "six-pointed star girls" ended their last night in Las Vegas, and after a six-hour rest in the hotel, they boarded a flight home early the next morning.
On the evening of the same day, "Meet the Hexagram" finally aired an issue of Xu Chunqiu's gambling stones to earn start-up capital.
"She's gambling, isn't she?"
"Is the program team promoting gambling by cutting this paragraph into the feature film?"
"According to what you say, isn't Beijing Liulichang a big casino, the kind that is even more mixed than Macau casinos?"
"Gambling stones are not strictly gambling, professional knowledge and rich past experience are usually more important than luck!"
"But Xu Chunqiu opened that stone completely by luck, she also gambled all the funds of the whole team!"
β......β
There are different opinions on the Internet about Xu Chunqiu's gambling stones, some agree with it, some people disagree, but those people all reach a consensus, believing that she opened the yang green jade purely because of good luck.
An idol artist, where did he come from those professional experiences about gambling stones.
And at the same timeβ
"Old Xu, you said she ......"
Before the words fell, Xu Lao rubbed his chin, and before he could finish this question, he answered the other party's curious question.
"In my opinion, it's not just luck...... This kid, there's something. As if he remembered something, he turned his head and asked, "In the next issue of "Pondering Like Grinding", I think this girl is good." β
The producer was miserable, and replied with a stomach: "Yes, she received a very good response to the show last time, and I expressed my willingness to continue to cooperate with her before the show was broadcast, and guess what, with such a big brand as "Pondering and Grinding", the agent said that he would push it, and he also found a basket of bullshit excuses. β
Xu Lao squinted his eyes at him: "I don't know if I refuse to invite him again?"