After Lu Song was born, He Weihong took over as the host.

"I believe that everyone has a very clear understanding of Dong Yi's strength at this moment, and the next assessment is the form, do you have confidence in Dong Yi?"

"Yes!"

"Dong Yi!

"I'm going to give you a monkey!"

......

The students in the audience have fallen into a complete madness, and if someone told them that you would fall in love with someone because of their talent and temperament, they would never believe it.

But now, the facts are in front of their eyes, and the sense of seeing is believing is constantly impacting their perception of the previous world.

Seeing that the huge playground was already crowded with people at this time, He Weihong had to notify the security personnel in the school to come over to maintain order.

In case of any conflict, this is what he does not want to see.

After a simple interaction with the audience, He Weihong turned his head to look at Dong Yi.

"Xiaoyi, what else do you need in the physical assessment?"

Dong Yi groaned slightly and spoke.

"I need a white top hat, and the BGM is Da

ge

ous！”

When Dong Yi's voice spread through the microphone throughout the playground, whether it was the candidates who had already watched Dong Yi's assessment or the students who had just entered the playground, they all shouted excitedly.

Because of Da

ge

ous is a song sung by the famous singer Michael Jackson in the United States, although it is a song in itself, but the most eye-catching thing is its dance.

The difficulty coefficient of the dance is so large, and the dance movements are so complex that even if the song has been decades ago, few people will choose to challenge.

Especially for a formal assessment like the art examination, the slightest mistake will be infinitely magnified.

And to complete the action under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes on the scene, the difficulty has risen another notch.

Could it be that Dong Yi is crazy?

Except for a few people who had great confidence in Dong Yi, this thought popped up in the hearts of everyone else.

Even a few people who have confidence in him have some worries in their hearts, including He Weihong.

“Da

ge

That's not easy, are you sure?"

Dong Yi didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

Although he was just a singer in his previous life, and he didn't have much knowledge of singing and dancing, if he wanted to get a full score, he had to put in 200% effort.

Just because others don't dare to do it doesn't mean you can't do it!

Of course, Dong Yi is not untargeted, in his previous life, he imitated and danced the most, that is, Michael Jackson, it can be said that he is one of the people who know him best.

When the white top hat came, Dong Yi flipped it three times, and then put it firmly on the top of his head.

With this hand alone, some people in the audience already understand that he is an insurmountable mountain for himself.

After He Weihong returned to the judges' seat, the accompaniment of music also sounded at the right time.

From the initial slowness and melodiousness, it gradually became exciting.

When the first drum beat sounded, Dong Yi's neck began to move sideways from side to side, and the whole person also stepped on the drum and moved forward.

“The way she came i

to the place~I k

ew

ight the

a

d the

e~”

The screams at the scene also sounded in an instant, and their momentum was huge, faintly covering the accompaniment.

Dong Yi was not disturbed by off-court factors, and the rhythm of his arms, elbows and legs perfectly integrated the drumbeat.

“The

e was somethi

g diffe

e

t~about this gi

l~”

Raising his right hand high and stretching his five fingers, he slapped his thigh suddenly, and his whole body began to dance to the rhythm of the music, and at the same time, his feet began to slide with the frequency of the drum.

“The way she moved~he

hai

he

face he

li

es~”

At the moment of turning sideways, the left hand is in the pocket, the right leg is kicked forward, and the moment it lands, the drum beat is also immediately sounded.

When the sound of the accompaniment came, Dong Yi suddenly lifted the hem of his clothes, his right fist was clenched, his right arm was diagonally upward at a 45-degree angle, and his left hand was holding his elbow.

“Divi

ity i

motio

~as she stalked the

oom~”

Just before everyone could react, Dong Yi let out a low shout, his waist sank, and his legs were parted into a horse step.

With the beat of the drum, the whole person also jumped forward slightly, when he jumped, his right hand was also placed on the small stomach, but when he landed, his hands were in the shape of fists, and after crossing a small circle in the air, the whole person turned around suddenly, and his arms shook with the beat of the drum.

“I could feel the au

a~of he

p

ese

ce~”

“Eve

y head tu

ed~feeli

g passio

a

d lust~”

Looking at the white figure on the stage that fluctuated with the music, everyone was a little confused for a while.

They were even a little unable to tell whether the young man in front of them was Dong Yi or MJ himself.

Because of the exact movements, the tension of the visual senses, and the grasp of the rhythm of the song itself, etc., are all unimpeccable.

They asked themselves, even if they learn this dance for a month, five months, or even a whole year, I am afraid that they will not be able to be as easy as Dong Yi.

The shock of a layman is still like this, and for the head of the dance department who is a dancer herself, Cao Xiaohui is already excited in her heart.

Originally, I saw that Lu Songsheng and Wang Xinyu had a lot of love for Dong Yi, and they thought they were making a big fuss, after all, no matter how good the other party was, he was just a young man with good qualifications.

It's not worth it at all, to surrender one's identity in front of so many people.

But now, she has only one thought in her heart, that is, to pull Dong Yi into the dance department, even if she teaches it herself, what does it matter?

But she can only think about this idea in her heart.

Cao Xiaohui is not sure, she stands out among several directors and lets Dong Yi choose herself, but if she has the opportunity, she will not give up!

“The gi

l was pe

suasive~the gi

l I could

ot t

ust~”

“The gi

l was bad~”

“The gi

l was da

ge

ous~”

The high-intensity exercise made Dong Yi's breath a little unstable at this time, and he also regretted a little at this time that he didn't add attribute points to his physical fitness at the beginning.

However, fortunately, the time of this song is not long, with Dong Yi's stage experience over the years, as long as you pay attention to the timing of ventilation and the priority of breathing, it is difficult for others to distinguish their lack of breath.

With a slight press of the top hat, everyone in the audience can only see below his nose, while he can only see the brim of the hat, leaning forward slightly, and swinging his limbs backwards to the rhythm of the drum.

“I

eve

k

ew but I was~walki

g the li

e~”

“Come go with me~”

“I said I have

o time~”

With the more and more compact drum beat, Dong Yi's movement frequency is also getting faster and faster, turning, bending, arm trembling, he is like a broken machine at this time, in the process of retreating, every time the drum beats sound, he will pause in mid-air for two beats.

The whole person seems to be a high-quality imitation robot, wooden, sluggish, and even has achieved a realistic effect.

At this time, everyone in the audience was already stunned, and they thought that Dong Yi might be strong.

But I didn't expect him to be so strong!

The purpose of his coming to Jingying was to smash the field?