Chapter 2: The Soul Flies Away
In June 2002, the "Asian Dance King" competition held by "LEC", the largest dance company in Korea, came to an end, and in the team competition, the undisputed "LEC" group won the championship, and the leader "Asiko" won the title of king of dance.
Although there are some insiders in this, its three hip-hop masters do have unique skills, "locking (lock dance) all tin". "Poping" Hyunjun. "Breaking (hip-hop) Han Shang". It was the outstanding performances of the three of them that established the championship of this competition.
"Xiao Ke, are you nostalgic"?
Standing in front of the glass window of the airport, Yan Fan looked at Xiao Ke beside him and asked softly.
"No, I just want to linger on the memories for a while, this contest will be the starting point for my future"!
Xiao Ke, full name Xiao Ke, is a native of Shanghai. One of the members of the Shanghai "Dazzling Dance Paradise" Dance Troupe, he is good at locking and is known as the first of the three "dancing souls" of Xuanwu Paradise.
The team won the runner-up in the Asian Dance King Competition, and failed to enter the final in the individual "Dancer" competition and failed to achieve the best results, but for China, for the newly established dazzling dance paradise, it is already a good result, after all, the hip-hop style has not yet reached the peak of a trend in China.
"What! Xiao Ke is gone? ”
"Leaving Dazzling Heaven? Where did he go?! Fast.. Get it back for me."
The person who was anxious in front of him was the Xuanwu Heaven agent, Manager Cheng Qiang.
And he is mainly responsible for the overall operation of Xuanwu Heaven, I don't know if he heard this sudden news, which is giving him a slap in the face.
Standing in front of him were the two dancing souls of Xuanwu Heaven and Xiao Ke, one was called Zhang Shuo and the other was Yan Fan.
"I don't know, the letter left for me today didn't even tell us where to go and the phone number." After speaking, Zhang Shuo threw the letter to Mr. Cheng.
"How unreasonable"!
Cheng Qiang tore the letter to shreds.
"Leaving the dance troupe that cultivated him without even letting go of a fart, it's really, really hard wings, if he wants to fly solo, where can he fly"!
"Since winning the runner-up of the dance troupe, Xuanwu Paradise is famous in Shanghai's generation, and its reputation has risen, many people who have signed up to learn dance abound, and you also have your own fans, and the business world is also undergoing a rapid development trend, but this Xiao Ke is gone...
"Oops"! Cheng Qiang slammed the table.
"When Xiao Ke is gone, will the sky fall? Wouldn't he be able to function properly if he was gone? Or do you recognize that Xiao Ke can dance alone, and we are all foils to eat dry rice!"
Zhang Shuo's sharp eyes looked at Cheng Qiang, who was sitting on the sofa right now, and slammed his fists the coffee table.
I tell you: "Xiao Ke is gone, there is me, there is Yan Fan, there are many dazzling dance players who want to dance on the front line, I want you vulgar people to see what a dazzling dance paradise would be like without Xiao Ke"!
"Yan, let's go", the two of them left Mr. Cheng's room in a dashing manner.
"You stinky boy, who are you yelling at"! Cheng Qiang stood up and shouted at Zhang Shuo.
The two of them walked out without looking back, and Cheng Qiang seemed to feel that an unusual dazzling dance paradise was coming.