Zhang Shuo patted Yan Fan on the shoulder and said, "It's time for us to go back to Shanghai, this is never the place for us to stay", and then turned around and walked in the direction of the backstage, at this time, Zhang Shuo stopped and said to Yan Fan sideways: "You go and say goodbye to Xiao Ke, after all, he used to sweat with you, I don't think he will treat me", Zhang Shuo left Yan Fan's sight with a wry smile.

Xiao Ke and Phoebe came to the backstage talking and laughing, at this time Yan Fan came over, looking at Xiao Ke who was intoxicated with happiness, Yan Fan still walked over, he smiled slightly: "Congratulations to you, Ke, and your Benge Dance Troupe."

Ke looked at his teammates left and right, and then said, "Well, the victory of our Benge Dance Troupe is all due to everyone's concerted efforts"!

Yan Fan smiled bitterly and asked, "Ke, can I talk to you alone?"

Xuan Pheasant said to everyone in a playful manner: "Let's go out, there are a lot of our relatives and friends outside who want to meet with you, you can talk", after speaking, Xuan Pheasant gently patted Ke's shoulder.

Backstage, except for some finishing staff who were cleaning up the scene, there was no one, Yan Fan and Xiao Ke stood in an empty corner and looked at each other.

"Do you still hate Shimmer"? Yan Fan asked first.

Ke raised his head arrogantly and said, "Hate? It should not be used for this purpose now, it is too extravagant for someone who has nothing to do with me."

Yan Fan looked at Xiao Ke with disappointment, he lowered his head, sighed softly, and said: "Relief, Shuo has done this, I think you should also learn to do this, in the past two years, do you know what happened in Shuo's world, which will make him stand on this stage so firmly now."

"What happened to him, I have a dime to do with it"! Ke still had a haughty look.

Yan Fan ignored Ke's personality, he insisted: "For the past two years, Shuo has been obsessed with the matter of conceiving Zixuan, and the most he writes in his diary is the guilt of Zixuan and you. That's right, I didn't tell you about Zixuan in time, Shuo didn't do too much of a friend, but later I learned that it was Zixuan who begged him not to tell you, Shuo tried to tell it several times, but he hid it in his heart, he silently suffered the crime of betraying his friend alone, he was afraid of completely ruining your dance future. In the past two years, he has often haunted bars and discotheques by himself, and every time he is drunk, he hopes to forget about it, so as to recreate a new dazzling dance paradise, he told me that dazzling dancing paradise flows with the blood of the three of us! He didn't want to destroy it so easily. Shuo privately danced in the bar to earn money, cultivated some people who love hip-hop, and invested all the money he saved into this dance troupe, he got rid of Cheng Qiang, an old money fan who only recognized money, and no longer became a puppet under him, he would rather suffer these abuses against him silently alone, and did not understand, but in the end he did this, these members of the team who are standing on this stage today are purely dancing hip-hop, there is no huge supporter behind the scenes, just a group of young people who simply love hip-hop"!

Yan Fan didn't take into account Xiao Ke's expression in front of him at this time, and finished his words in one breath, he was for Shuo, and also to resolve the person in front of him who had always hated Zhang Shuo.

Yan Fan looked at Xiao Ke and said: "Ke, I hope you can live well in Benge in the future, and I also hope to develop your hip-hop dance to the whole of Asia, and even further, Shuo and I, as well as my teammates in Xuanwu Heaven, will support you, and I have not forgotten the friendship during the period of the three dancing spirits." After speaking, Yan Fan turned around and prepared to leave.

"Inflammation"! Ke shouted to Yan Fan, who was about to leave, and looked at his back with a blank expression, but he never opened his mouth when the words came to his mouth, just stared at Yan Fan's back persistently.

Yan Fan didn't turn around, he said softly: "Don't have any worries, dance well in the next finals, and win the championship in Asia on behalf of China, which is also my long-standing wish of Shuo and I."

Ke still couldn't say what was in his heart, and silently watched Yan Fan's disappearing figure, "I'm sorry", "Thank you"... Are these words that hard to say! Ke's heart was tumbling like a river.

The main castle of the Holy Dance Troupe, due to the poppy incident, has been lonely for a long time. The members went their separate ways, and the few members who stayed behind are now preparing for the Chinese Dancing Classic with their leader, Qiu Jun, and they finally made it to the finals with their outstanding team performance, and they will compete with the Benge Dance Company tomorrow for the final championship, so as to represent China in next year's Asian Dance Championship!

Choo Joon snuggled up to his domineering chair, leisurely, and the other four sat relaxed on the side, everyone listening to songs and rummaging through the latest news magazines in their hands.

"Hello everyone", the chairman of Shengda pushed open the door and walked in with a smile, everyone immediately put down the magazine in their hands, got up and bowed to the chairman, and Qiu Jun also said on the side: "Godfather, you are here."

Chairman Shengda patted Mulan, who was closest to him, on the shoulder and said, "Young men, it's hard work. You go out and rest first, Joon and I have something to talk about."

"Yes, Chairman". Mulan left the room with the other three people.

In the room, Chairman Shengda lit a cigarette, he took a puff, slowly spit out the smoke ring, and then looked at his godson and said softly: "Jun, tomorrow's final, the champion will give up." Then he expertly snapped the cigarette ash from his hand.

Qiu Jun's expression was of course surprised, but he quickly came to his senses and asked, "Godfather, is there any deal with Tianshun Group"...

His godfather didn't answer him directly, just blindly smoked his cigarette, "You don't have to worry about anything else, just do what I say, I believe you won't disappoint me."

"I'm afraid I'm going to really disappoint you this time", Qiu Jun replied without thinking about it.

"I can't say the word give up to the other brothers, maybe their desire for victory is far more than you think", Choo Joon denied his godfather to his face.

"I'll give you 100,000 yuan as a reward for this competition, and when the Shengda company grows, shouldn't these all be yours! Joon, what are you still hesitating about"!

His godfather is emphasizing his Shengda company, and these huge temptations are also testing Qiu Jun in front of him again and again.

Qiu Jun paused, and then said, "100,000 yuan? The five of us are worth 100,000 yuan? Or is it because your 100,000 yuan will allow you to increase your assets by tens of millions"!

Chairman Shengda smiled disdainfully, looked at Qiu Jun and said, "What, think I gave you too little money?" Now I start to care about my assets, let me tell you boy, what deal do I have with Tianshun Group, you don't even have the qualifications to listen, the stinky boy who has not dried up still dares to shout with me, do you think you dare to shout slogans to win the championship if you have a very high level of hip-hop? You are so naïve, Xuanwu Heaven is not backed by Cheng Qiang, aren't they also obediently going back to Shanghai when they are strong! Holy Dance Order? If I put it out as if it were a fart, it would go away like a fart"!

Qiu Jun stood up from his seat angrily, and his fierce eyes glared at the godfather in front of him, who once upon a time regarded him as his own son, and now he said sad words like this.

Qiu Jun walked in the direction of the door, and the moment he opened the door, he suddenly stopped, leaned sideways slightly, and said: "I didn't expect the victory of money, and I also saw the cruelty of reality, but I didn't expect to be reduced to the Holy Dance Troupe to be the last puppet." "100,000 yuan? You'd better keep it for the elderly"! After saying that, Qiu Jun walked out of his room in a dashing manner!

"Autumn less".. The teammates hurriedly walked over, and everyone looked at the tense face of their regiment leader, and they were very puzzled about what was going on.

Zhao Yang asked with concern: "Is there anything tricky for your godfather to find you?"

Qiu Jun's previous serious expression immediately disappeared, and he quickly reconciled, looking at the teammates around him who cared so much about him and the dance troupe, their leader immediately put a smile on his face, and then said: "My godfather said that if we win the championship, he will reward us with a sum of cash." After speaking, he took out one of his bank cards, "This is an appointment in advance." Qiu Jun's face was once again full of confidence, revealing a smile that could not be guessed.