Click on "This is Hip-hop", and the beginning is a plot review and a review of the situation in the last season.

The mysterious black-clad dancers during the audition, the charismatic dancers during the duel, the victory or defeat when half of the group was happy and half of them hid their faces and cried, the pale but resolute eyes during the resurrection war, and the champion who finally lifted the trophy in the center of the 10,000-person stadium...... These pictures appear one by one, and easily mobilize the audience's memories of a year ago.

Then back to the present, a few shots quickly skimmed by.

The familiar streets, the many billboards, and the set are almost the same as last year, except for graffiti on the walls, newspapers on the ground, and wanted notices on telephone poles, proving that a year has passed.

With the infectious background music, the show has not officially started, and it is impossible for the audience not to be enthusiastic, and they are looking forward to the excitement of this season of "Street Dance".

Unless the person doesn't like to dance.

"Skip ......"

"Skip ......"

"Ah, why haven't you arrived yet, uncle. ”

Zhang Yiman put on a mask, stretched his little face, calmly and brutally pressed the fast-forward button, skipping one wonderful review after another for five seconds and five seconds.

Zhang Yiman's purpose is very clear -

She doesn't really like hip-hop, she just likes Han Jue, so she doesn't hate dancing by the way, click on this show to watch.

Therefore, only the appearance of a picture about Han Jue could make her stop fast-forwarding.

For example, the mysterious black-clad dancer who appeared at the beginning.

For example, the camera swept over the wanted warrant affixed to a telephone pole.

For example, everyone looked at the dancer named Tang Ye, exchanged their heads and ears, and secretly poked and poked that Tang Ye was really miserable, and picked a soft persimmon and picked Han Jue.

Another example is that the program team shuttled through the lively central square, asking the dancers which captain's street they planned to go to for assessment, some people said not necessarily, but they definitely wouldn't go to Gu Fan's street, because they were afraid that Han Jue would end up alone.

When Zhang Yiman saw these pictures, he would pause and watch them repeatedly, carefully with a happy mood, and then continue to watch.

Half of the reason why she didn't jump big sections was because she didn't want to miss any details about Han Jue, and the other half was because she came to investigate with the feeling of knowing herself and knowing her opponent and being invincible.

When fast-forwarding to a certain place, Zhang Yiman's eyes froze, and he secretly said [Coming!], withdrew his fingers on the fast-forward button, and looked at the screen seriously.

"[What kind of results do you think you can get this year?]"

This is the question asked by the program team when interviewing the four captains in the small black house.

The first to answer was the captain who had brought out the champion dancers, and naturally he was proud of the spring breeze, and he vowed to defend the glory of the title while talking and laughing.

It was the captain's turn to bring out the third-place dancers to answer the questions, humble and aggressive, ready to fight for one.

The new captain is menacing, and his ability to lead the team is not known for the time being, but the goal is to aim for the championship.

When he arrived at Gu Fan, in the face of the questions thrown by the program team, he sighed before he spoke.

【Alas~~】

Although Gu Fan brought out a runner-up last year, and the results were not bad at first glance, even Zhang Yiman knew through public opinion that dancers relied on their own ability to win the runner-up, and Gu Fan did not play a big role in it.

Gu Fan didn't deny this, so after sighing, he began to reflect:

[Last year, the members of my team were eliminated one after another, and soon only the last player remained. The players who were eliminated were not bad, mainly because I made mistakes in decision-making, which caused them to go out early, and I am sorry for them. 】

Having said that, the program team was very cooperative and flashed back groups of black and white tones, all of which were moments when the members of Gu Fan's team were eliminated, hugging, tears, and reluctance, like a knife with precision, mercilessly piercing into Gu Fan's heart.

[After there was one person left in my team, there were still three or four people in the other teams at that time, and the pressure was all on the last person, which meant that he had to jump several more games than the people from other teams, which led to a lack of follow-up in the finals, and finally won the runner-up, which is really a reflection of his personal strength. Here, my responsibility cannot be shirked. 】

Gu Fan sighed deeply.

When everyone wanted to take the route of low-key introspection and accumulation of experience in this season of "Street Dance" in the future, Gu Fan changed his words and raised his head suddenly.

[But!] Gu Fan's spirits perked up, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

Zhang Yiman blinked his eyes and recognized that the original [Eyes Radiating] was a special effect added in the later stage.

At this moment, Gu Fan is like the protagonist of the movie who has bottomed out, and the background music has also begun to become excited.

[After knowing that my shortcomings were in the choreography, I specially invited a backup to help. 】

[This choreographer is not a well-known dancer, just an ordinary assistant to me.] But with him, I'm confident that I can win the title this year. 】

Gu Fan's bold words were loud, and the audience seemed to know who the so-called [assistant] represented, so the barrage was overwhelming here.

"Okay, you Gu Fan!!" Zhang Yiman was simply angry, his eyebrows raised, his mouth opened, his nose wrinkled, and the mask on his face instantly became loose.

"I don't want my uncle to be tired, so I took the initiative to reduce the number of dates and videos, just to let my uncle rest more, but you didn't politely use it!!, good you Gu Fan, with yours, you really have your !!"

Zhang Yiman gritted his teeth and clenched and released his fists, clenched and loosened.

Zhang Yiman knew that Han Jue would be very busy and tired before the end of June, and there was a lot of work to be done, "singer-songwriter", movies, and commercials, he would be very busy. Therefore, she endured the desire for a date, and planned to let Han Jue rest for a while in July.

However, some time ago, when she asked Han Jue what arrangements she had for July and where she didn't plan to play, Han Jue said that she was busy and couldn't play.

Zhang Yiman was surprised what else to be busy with.

Han Jue said, dance.

Zhang Yiman wondered if the advertisement for [Xiangyun] didn't start filming in May, could it be completed in June?

Han Jue said that it was not an advertised dance, but a dance of "Street Dance".

Zhang Yiman now listens to what Gu Fan said, and he can think that with Han Jue's character, after agreeing to things, he will never help Gu Fan only in the semifinals and finals. Although the mid-term team battle is mainly choreographed by the participating dancers themselves, the big ideas and directions can be guided as the team leader.

"I'm angry, I'm angry. Zhang Yiman pulled off his mask and lay on the bed, his legs hanging in the air and fluttering vigorously.

As the uncle's brother, this is too ignorant!

Next, you will choose your own assessment street according to the performance of the four captains. "The sound of the announcement came from the computer. "[The Captain's Show] is ready to begin. ”

Zhang Yiman immediately got up and stared at the screen to continue watching.

The screen has turned back to the scene, and the dancers who were originally scattered in various streets have gathered in the central square, ready to watch the [Captain Show]. Zhang Yiman boldly guessed that Han Jue would start to help Gu Fan from the first game.

The first to appear was Gu Fan's team.

The lights of the street have dimmed, and several white screens stand in the center of the street.

The music full of cherry blossom wind sounded, and two black-clad ninjas walked out from both sides of the screen, and the dance began.

Zhang Yiman was quite familiar with the characteristics of the neighboring country, and recognized the dancers as ninjas. And in the movement of the screens, the dancers behind the screens followed the moves, flickering and flickering, acting very ninja indeed.

In the sound effect of the collision between the soldiers, the white-robed ninja and the black-clothed ninja appear.

"This must be Gu Fan. Zhang Yiman almost didn't have to think about it to guess that the one wearing a white robe and a hat must be Gu Fan.

After that, there was the dance part of several black-clothed dancers, looking at the lead dancer in the center when dancing together, Zhang Yiman intuitively felt that it was Han Jue, opened the barrage, and sure enough, it was: [Rewatch it for the seventh time!], [When I watched it, I felt that the level of the lead dancer was more prominent than the one on the side, and now I came back for the second time, and finally understood why......].

In addition to these rewatching a few times and a few times, the most in the barrage is [High Energy Warning !!]

Zhang Yiman turned off the barrage and was mentally prepared for the high-energy clip.

But no matter what kind of psychological preparation she made, when she saw the scene of the [Doppelganger Technique], Zhang Yiman still couldn't help but say "Wow!", and was amazed.

After the [Doppelganger Technique], it is a high-level Qi dance.

It's still the lead dancer who has a better movement texture than the others, dancing with the other ninjas.

After the dance, the dancers standing in the square excitedly waited for the floor to be hot, jumping, running, shouting, and unable to stand still.

They took off their masks one after another.

Han Jue was mixed in.

opened the barrage, and almost all of them were posting [My boyfriend is amazing!], [It deserves to be my husband!], [I announced that this is my new husband], [For Han Jue, I think I can bend ......]

Zhang Yiman gasped, with pride, and quietly mixed a sentence in the barrage:

[My husband is the best!]

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't reveal her identity, she would most like to post this sentence in Weitri at this time, instead of quietly touching it in the barrage.

But the relationship can't be exposed for the time being, and there is no way but to satisfy the hunger.

"My husband is the best!" Zhang Yiman smiled, ready to continue watching.

However.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a sudden knock on the door.

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