“12，345，1＆2＆345…”

Eight drill men practiced under the orders of the choreographer Martin, and Ah Xiang, Tong Tong and the line dance assistant watched from the sidelines.

"Look ahead, don't keep staring at the floor!" Martin shouted.

"Look up, there's no gold to pick up on the ground, Come On!"

Martin walked around the drill man, observing his posture and dance steps.

"Pay the insurance, pay attention to your expression!"

"Peng Jie, you are in the middle, and your actions should be more in place. ”

"Jiang Yang is slow!"

“… Point > Point, up, jump!"

In the last movement, the eight drill men jumped up, and the footsteps of the landing were uneven.

"What the hell! Come again!" Martin was very strict, and he made a mistake once and did it again.

"567 points & points, up, jump!"

Eight boys leapt to their feet.

"The more you go to the back, the more messy it gets, what's going on?" Martin walked up to Ba Shao with a dark face, "Especially you..."

Eight young people covered their cheeks, and it was unspeakable.

Martin stared at Ba Shao, closed his eyes and tried to focus on it, and the angle of his head couldn't help but deviate a little more: "You jump high to show me!"

"Uh, don't want it!" said Ba Shao with a bitter face.

Martin clapped his hands: "Quick! ready-1-2-3!"

Eight young people jumped hard.

"How can you cover your face and jump high? Raise your hands when you jump, and come again!"

Eight Shao's tense face jumped.

"yes! that's it..."Martin said, tilting his head a little more than he could...

"Oops!

"Martin, what's wrong with you?" asked Peng Jie, who was standing nearby.

"It hurts!" Martin pressed his neck in pain.

Peng Jie swept over Ba Shao, and turned back in an instant, his gaze fell on Ba Shao's face, and his head tilted, fixed at a 45-degree inclination.

The others noticed something unusual, why did the two of them pestle opposite Ba Shao, like a stiff neck, and their heads were tilted to the side?

Several people surrounded them together, facing Ba Shao alone, and the first to find that something was wrong, he turned his head sideways and shouted: "Ba Shao!

The pair next to him tilted his head: "It's not the chin, it seems to be the nose." ”

Uncle Fu is like a puppy, his head is crooked to the left and right, and his eyes are becoming more and more confused: "It's like a nose, and it's like a chin, I can't tell it!"

Ba Shao nervously touched his cheek, stroked his chin again, and cried out: "My face!

Ah Xiang reacted the fastest, and hurriedly caught up: "Eight Shao!

"Tut-tut! Picasso is an abstract pie!" said Mak Shao.

"Will something happen?" Jiang Yang was shocked, he never imagined that a normal person's nose and chin would be displaced like a puzzle.

"It's okay to have money with your nostrils facing the sky, what can happen!" Gao Minghua sneered.

After the words fell, no one continued, and Gao Minghua noticed the unkind gazes of the others, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to squeak again. After the desert island incident, no one else gave him a good look, and his current sense of existence is zero, or even negative.

After a while, Ah Xiang came back on the phone: "... Eight young people won't let me accompany you... Well... You wait!" she handed Martin her phone, "Fifi is looking for it." ”

Martin rubbed his neck and took the phone.

"What's wrong with the eight young people?" asked Tongtong.

"He had someone take him to the hospital and wouldn't let me follow. Ah Xiang drummed his mouth, "I don't know when I can come to rehearsal." "It wasn't a big deal to regroup, but she was worried that it would affect the game.

Penggerala Axiang's hand comforted: "It's not the first time he's used a knife. ”

"Five times!" Mai Shao held up five fingers.

"Wow!

"It's a piece of cake for him. "Mai Shao didn't shrug his shoulders.

Fu Shubao shuddered, and moved his palm-sized face five times?

"Could it be that we beat him up that time?" asked in a low voice.

"It can't be a sequelae, right?" both frowned.

The others couldn't help but be a little nervous when they heard it.

"Cut! He had a bad cold, and he blew his nose too hard, and his nose collapsed! What does it matter to us!"

"Oh! Peng Jie said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After listening to what Sophie said, Martin immediately understood, no wonder he looked at Bashao's face, and felt that something was wrong, staring at his nose to the right, and looking at his chin to the left.

Martin hung up the line, moved his neck, and shouted, "Everyone rest for fifteen minutes and come back!"

The drill boys lazily responded, the difficulty of the group dance in the final was higher than that at the opening, and Martin was still not satisfied after practicing for a few hours, and everyone was tired and tired.

"It would be nice if there was a master to guide me when I rehearsed the opening dance!" Peng Jie remembered that time when Mai Shao called the top students of the art school to spar, so he taught himself a few tricks.

"Those beauties are really good dancers. Shuangshuang also said.

"Sparring?" Mai Shao suddenly came to his senses.

"At least refuel!" thumped his legs.

Mai Shao raised his eyebrows, propped himself up and went to find Martin, and the two bit their ears.

******

Sophie and the black bear came to the dance studio, and before they stepped in, a Hawaiian grass skirt flew towards them, Sophie didn't have time to turn her head to dodge, and was blocked by the black bear's big hand, he reached out and grabbed a... Cheerleading ball?

Then a delicate female voice came: "I won't play anymore!"

The two looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding, and Sophie said in a deep voice: "Wait for me to come this time!"

"Good!" replied the black bear with a black face.

Sophie took a deep breath and rushed in and shouted: "Public security investigation!"

The person was stunned on the spot.

The seven drill men stood, and there was no trace of the demon girl beside them.

Sophie's golden eyes swept to the sidelines, Ah Xiang's mouth opened into an O-shape, the cheerleading ball in her hand was held in the air, Tongtong sportswear jacket wore a Hawaiian grass skirt, wearing a garland on her head, neither male nor female, more shemale than a ladyboy.

The voice of the black bear behind him was a little unsteady: "You... What are you doing?"

Ah Xiang dropped the cheerleading ball and cried with a sad face: "They forced us to be cheerleaders!"

Tongtong stomped her feet, her straw skirt swayed, and she complained sharply: "I said I wouldn't play!"

The corners of Sophie's mouth twitched.

Martin hurriedly stepped forward: "I'll explain, I'll explain, I saw that there was a cheerleading squad and they practiced more energetically, so I let them go." ”

Sophie was always quick to respond, especially when she was embarrassed, and she quickly shouted, "Cheerleaders, hehe! Boost morale! Nice! Not bad!" and applauded.

The black bear also clapped vigorously: "Rape dad!"

"Together, get together!" Sophie praised.

"Fei Fei, why don't you come and cheer us up?" Jiang Yang laughed.

"Fifi leading the way is even more inspiring. Peng Jie shouted.

Uncle Fu rolled his black eyes, ran to the sidelines and brought the cheering ball to Sophie: "Work together!"

Ah Xiang smiled slyly, and also picked up a wreath and wreath for her to wear: "Mingle!"

Others joined in, and in a short time Sophie had been transformed into a colorful Christmas tree.

Looking back, the black bear's face was as black as charcoal, and there were a lot of garlands on his neck, she shrugged helplessly: "Give me a smile, adulterous father!" After speaking, she walked to the sidelines.

Sophie shook the cheerleading ball to the rhythm of Ah Xiang and Tong Tong, the grass skirt on her slender waist danced with the movements, and with this eye-catching Christmas tree cheering, the morale of the drill man really increased greatly, except that Fu Shubao sometimes slowed down his dance steps, Jiang Yang would forget the rhythm again, and the rehearsal was finally much smoother than before.