Chapter 7 Competition (1)
Zhou Yunxiang because of his nephew Zhou Ruocheng's request, specially left early from the dinner, and when he arrived at Qingya Garden in time, the scene was already lively, Zhou Yunxiang thought of his nephew's character, and guessed in his heart that the kid had made a new trick, and immediately walked into the store quickly.
Zhou Yunxiang saw Zhou Ruocheng who was about to play at a glance, Zhou Ruocheng looked back at him and waved his hand: "Uncle, here, I'm waiting for you." ”
On the other side, Zhao Quan and the others saw Zhou Yunxiang come in, and then heard Zhou Ruocheng's name, and several people changed their faces at the same time!! Zhou Yunxiang also noticed the faces of Zhao Quan and the others opposite, and he knew what a few people thought, so he didn't say anything and entered directly.
When Zhou Ruocheng talked to Zhou Yunxiang about changing the rules, Zhao Quan and the others were a little anxious.
"What to do? They are relatives, no wonder Zhou Ruocheng invited them to come. ”
"Don't worry, I know Zhou Yunxiang, he is fair and will not take sides. I think Zhou Ruocheng is using psychological tactics against us, deliberately letting us know his relationship with Zhou Yunxiang, and making us mess with ourselves. Wang Zixuan was not in a hurry at all, and slowly analyzed.
Hearing Wang Zixuan say this, Zhao Quan's heart also settled down a little.
Zhao Quan: "The first scene is Zhou Ruocheng, can you handle it?" Wang Zixuan curled his thin lips: "Just try it." ”
Zhao Quan wanted to say something, but the music in the hall remembered, it was the DJ version of "My Future Is Not a Dream", Zhao Quan was glad that at least Zhou Ruocheng did not do anything in music.
On the other side, Zhou Ruocheng had already jumped out of the music. He first clapped his hands and walked around the field, his head and body swaying as he walked to the music, then he went back to the field and squatted down with his feet, leaned back and supported his hands, raised one foot and kicked it into the air, kicked it a few times, jumped back with both feet, and turned over to stand up. Jumped on the spot twice, then stood upside down with one hand, spun quickly, and the audience shouted.
Mu Mengling had studied hip-hop dance for more than a year when she was in country R, so when she was pointed out by Zhou Ruocheng, she didn't have a trace of fear, she was just excited. Now that she is watching Zhou Ruocheng's performance, she suddenly wants to get off the stage quickly, to be honest, she still has a aggressive factor in her bones.
After a moment's effort, Zhou Ruocheng stopped for about ten seconds, still holding the ground with one hand, kicking his legs up for a while, and suddenly froze again, and his legs were brought together in an L-shape. This is followed by alternating hands to perform gymnastics-like spins, commonly known as Thomas. After doing this set of movements, Zhou Ruocheng shook his hands into a fist and placed them on his chest, swinging up and down, and his chest also moved back and forth, like a big drum hit by a mallet, which seemed to have special tension.
When Zhou Ruocheng was performing, Wang Zixuan put his hands in his pockets and leaned on the tables and chairs superimposed behind him and watched intently. When Zhou Ruocheng used his chest as a fulcrum and stretched his hands forward, spinning like a windmill, someone in the audience whistled, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm. When he stood up straight to the music, one hand stretched out like a snake and slid to the other, and in an instant his whole body felt like an electric shock. Then he hooked his finger towards Wang Zixuan, ending his performance.
"Borrow a hat." On the way to the field, Wang Zixuan casually took a certain junior's cap and put it on his head, and walked towards the field. Mu Mengling looked at Wang Zixuan, did he want to perform a brushing windmill? When the music sounded, Wang Zixuan jumped on the spot twice, and quickly rotated upside down with both hands, which was faster and more stable than Zhou Ruocheng's one-handed handstand spin just now.
"Wow wow, come on, senior! Seniors are great! Immediately, the girls shouted one after another.
In about a few seconds, Wang Zixuan finished spinning, stood on the spot with one hand, straightened his whole body in a straight line for two seconds, and then turned over and stood up. His left hand slowly stretched out, and his right leg slowly lifted, walking like a slow-motion robot, and then "Dong Dong" fell apart, and then Wang Zixuan played a space step and slid back into the field. He stood and looked up at Zhou Ruocheng, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he pressed the brim of his hat with his hand, followed the music with his hands upside down and his head to the ground, with the head of the hat as the fulcrum, his hands pushed and rotated, and the whole movement was so smooth that it was pleasing to the eye.
The audience shouted!!
It seemed that Wang Zixuan was not idle enough, and in an instant, he exchanged his hands, his head was off the ground, and he rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and finally jumped up with one hand, turning over a somersault cloud along the way, and drew the curtain of the performance. Mu Mengling shouted obediently, what kind of arm strength is this!! The audience went crazy, and everyone shouted in unison: "Again, again." "There is no doubt that Wang Zixuan won the first match.
Zhou Ruocheng on the opposite side had a blue face, and his eyes shot at Wang Zixuan like a torch. Wang Zixuan walked down, and Zhao Quan and others immediately greeted him: "Real people don't show their faces." I don't see you still have this hand. ”
Wang Zixuan's chest was still undulating, and because of his movements, sweat stains appeared on his red vest, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He didn't say anything, took the mineral water handed over by Shen Hao, unscrewed it and poured a few sips on the mouth of the bottle, before he felt relieved. Some of the water trickled down his mouth, over his Adam's apple, and down his delicate collarbone into his heaving chest. Wang Zixuan raised his hand, the whole action was handsome and elegant, and at the same time, it was indescribably sexy. caused some girls to scream again. Mu Mengling "tsk" twice, and Shen Hao suddenly leaned over to her: "Senior Sister Mengling, have you taken a fancy to him?" ”
Mu Mengling glanced up and down at Shen Hao: "I'm just thinking that spring should be in spring!" ”
"Huh!" Shen Hao froze for a moment, and then laughed.
Compared with the jubilant spirit of Fujida, Ontara seems a little out of place. Everyone was as quiet as a cicada, Zhou Ruocheng beckoned to Jia, bowed his head and said a few words to Jia, Jia was surprised, then nodded, and then stood in front and shouted: "In the second game, we will send Han Yan to play, how about the woman to the woman?" "Because the first competition was performed by Onda, the second game was changed to Fujida.
Not only Zhao Quan and others were stunned, but even An Dazhong was stunned. An people looked at the stunned Zhao Yan with sympathetic eyes, while Fuji people looked at Mu Mengling with sympathetic eyes.
Zhao Quan looked at Wang Zixuan with a puzzled face: "What are they doing?" Wang Zixuan, who was resting on the table and chair, gently touched the mineral water bottle with his hand, swept the reaction of the public, and his peach blossom eyes flashed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and he didn't respond to anything.
"Cut, what else can you do, engage in intrigues." Shen Hao's tone was full of disdain for An Da's behavior. Zhao Quan turned around and walked in front of Mu Mengling: "Senior sister, it's okay, you go up and stand, and come down when the time is up." Don't be afraid. Mu Mengling felt very helpless, was she scared written on her face, she would play first, it was necessary to look at her with such pitiful eyes? It was as if she was going to hell; Besides, is she that vulnerable? Mu Mengling didn't know that Zhao Quan and the others felt so in their hearts.
"Zhou Ruocheng is in a hurry." Wang Zixuan suddenly said something, and then turned his head and looked directly at Mu Mengling: "Are you afraid?" ”
Mu Mengling looked at Wang Zixuan's starry eyes like a black mule, and his heart jumped suddenly, Damn, what are you doing when you look so handsome. She looked away: "If I'm afraid, I won't come over just now." ”
"Good, come on." I don't know if what Wang Zixuan said very well refers to her good mentality, or whether she is not afraid of the field, Mu Mengling didn't have time to think about it, because the music of the second competition sounded. She stepped into the middle of the field amid the worried gazes of the crowd.