Chapter 144: Control, a Little Show! (Ask for tickets, ask for collections)
One boy immediately raised his hand, he bent down and raised the speaker from behind him, and then waved his mobile phone: "Big brother, is Beat it okay?" ”
"Yes." Ye Hao nodded. The boy in front of him is the one who was threatened by Wang Chuanfeng to smash his mobile phone yesterday.
The boy and girl in the rehearsal room took the initiative to give up a circle with a diameter of ten meters, and the speaker was placed next to it, the boy picked up his mobile phone to connect to Bluetooth, and then looked up at Ye Hao, his fingers had been raised on the play button.
Ye Hao glanced at Wanjun and smiled: "I haven't skipped it for a long time, try it." ”
He turned and walked towards the middle of the circle, stood still, without any warm-up, and nodded to the boy next to the speaker: "Let's start." ”
Ding, a low prelude immediately came from the speakers, like a string pluck, like a dull percussion, and then the fast-paced sound of a drum kit.
Ye Hao slowly lowered his head, and at the moment when the song started, he raised his head, stepped out with his right foot, and spread his hands on tiptoe, one hand behind his head and the other on his abdomen, which was Jackson's signature move, which had fascinated thousands of men and women around the world.
To be precise, Ye Hao is professionally trained in dance, and the teacher invited by Dragon Soul is also very famous. The teacher said that the highest level of dance is not how explosive it is, how good the toughness is, how accurate the rhythm control is, everything is only in the three words "control"
The so-called control is the brain's precise control of every part of the body and even every muscle, which can make every part of the body rise and fall with the rhythm of the music at will, so that every part of the body can express accurate emotions to the audience. This is similar to practicing ancient martial arts.
So this is not a difficult thing for Ye Hao. Later, the teacher who taught them even invited him to participate in a world tour after watching Ye Hao's dance. This matter was naturally rejected by Ye Hao!
At this time, as the music gradually became superb, Ye Hao's movements became more rapid and fast, and the students around him were stunned, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of shock and excitement.
One threw his arm, one turned, and one straightened his chest and abdomen, all of them were so crisp and powerful, and the sharp-eyed classmates even saw Ye Hao's fingers dancing with his body.
When Ye Hao walked out of the space step backwards, one girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and screamed, and a second girl screamed, he danced so well that everyone who watched it could jump up with joy, and they all wanted to rush up and dance with him.
Ling Xia's eyes widened, she couldn't believe that a retired soldier had such a strong sense of rhythm and control, as a professional and excellent dance student, she could naturally see that every movement Ye Hao made was very standard. She was shocked!
And the tall and thin boy next to him has a black face. The screams and excited gasps around him had already told him that Ye Hao's dance had conquered everyone present.
As soon as the song fell, Ye Hao jumped lightly on his toes, put his feet together, crossed his waist with his hands and turned his body three times in place, and then stretched out his arms and bent down to express his gratitude to the audience.
Wanjun was directly ossified, and when Ye Hao stopped her figure, she still had the dancing figure in her mind. Why, why is Brother Hao dancing so well?
"Oh, you're so handsome, do you have a girlfriend, little brother? I'm serious. A girl with peach blossoms in her eyes ran to Ye Hao, revealing a cute face.
Thunderous applause rang out all around, and screams continued.
Ye Hao raised his hand and pressed it, and when it was quiet, he walked in front of Ling Xia and asked softly, "If you think you are very powerful, we can also try our hand at fighting dance." Or, the two of you can go up together. ”
The tall and thin boy didn't dare to look directly into Ye Hao's eyes anymore, and lowered his head to look elsewhere, obviously he was timid.
Ling Xia took a deep breath, glanced at Wanjun, and returned her gaze to Ye Hao's face: "Don't be complacent, let's see." ”
If Ling Xia hadn't seen Ye Hao's section just now and wanted to fight, she would not hesitate to agree. But now, she doesn't have any certainty.
Ye Hao became a little angry, and the rehearsals behind him couldn't continue, because this group of classmates was too enthusiastic, and they all chattered around him, adding WeChat, asking for autographs, asking for phone numbers, and making late-night snacks.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening when I came out of the art building, Wanjun and Ye Hao walked downstairs side by side, Wanjun suddenly stopped and said to Ye Hao: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's hard for you." ”
Wanjun knew that if it weren't for Ling Xia, Ye Hao would never have shown this dance tonight.
"Fool, I did this because I didn't want you to hold your head up in front of your classmates. Brother also knows that Wanjun is also very good at dancing, isn't it. ”
Hearing this, Wanjun raised her head and smiled shyly.
Ye Hao is right, Wanjun began to learn dance when she was in high school, and during the college entrance examination, she was favored by a teacher from a famous art college in Yanjing, and specially recruited her to go to Yanjing to study dance. Later, Wanjun refused, because the finance major was easy to employ, and Xihai was close to home.
In the early morning, in the Long family manor, in the study, Long Qinghuai sat on the log back chair, and there was sandalwood floating in the incense burner, which had the effect of calming the mind.
Wen Chaolong, who was dressed in formal clothes, looked a little restrained, he was sitting opposite Long Qinghuai, and from time to time he picked up the purple sand cup in front of him and took a sip of tea.
"Chaolong, you are a young leader in the Jiangnan area." Long Qinghuai chuckled, Wen Chaolong had already talked to Lao Zhang before he came, and Long Qinghuai was very satisfied with taking it, so he invited him to his home.
Some things still have to be interviewed in person to be reassured.
"Mr. Long has won the award, and it is my honor to be able to drink tea with you." Wen Chaolong chuckled, neither humble nor arrogant.
Long Qinghuai nodded with satisfaction and said softly, "I heard that you have been fighting for a piece of land with that girl from the Mo family recently?" Donghu Bay, that's a treasure land of feng shui. ”
Hearing this, Wen Chaolong was shocked, what's the matter, could it be that Long Qinghuai also fell in love with that place?
Seeing Wen Chaolong's nervous appearance, Long Qinghuai stood up, picked up the Hongtashan on the table and lit one, spit out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "I think it's good that the land is done by your Wen family, the little girl of the Mo family and the bodyguard next to her, I am not very happy about what I have done recently." ”
Hearing this, Wen Chaolong immediately frowned, the confidence in this sentence was very large, and soon, his brows stretched, and then he raised his eyes to look at Long Qinghuai: "Mr. Long, it's not a secret, I don't deal with Mo Ziyun and her bodyguard, but there has been no good way." ”
"Haven't you already prepared for the martial arts conference?" Long Qinghuai squinted at Wen Chaolong, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Seeing this, Wen Chaolong's heart tightened, could it be that Long Qinghuai even knew this? How could he even notice such a thing?
Wen Chaolong's brain began to spin rapidly, and after contacting Long Qinghuai, Wen Chaolong immediately made a judgment that Long Qinghuai had already set his sights on Mo Ziyun and Ye Hao.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster, and then said to Long Qinghuai: "Mr. Long, what do you need me to do?" As long as it can be done, Xiaowen will definitely do it. ”