Chapter 208: The Dream of the Dreadnought Boy
Stomp and tread.
The beginning of the movie is a black screen, and a crisp sound is heard from the stereo.
It's the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.
"Huh?" The dreadnought boy was a little confused, and a little lazily leaned behind the tree.
The movie screen is still black, and the sound of banging is starting to rush in.
If you listen closely, you can hear a little rhythm.
Then the rhythm became clearer and clearer, and the owner who could hear the sound became more and more proficient.
At this time, the picture also began to brighten.
It was a dimly lit room.
The windows are almost all covered.
A faint glow spilled through the cracks in the room.
The room is small but very tidy.
To be precise, there is very little furniture.
The bed, the table, it was as if everything in the room was already there.
In the center of the room, a man dances with his eyes closed.
He wore a black, faded suit, but underneath was a pair of small white shorts.
The trousers may have been lost.
He wears a pair of leather shoes on his feet.
The leather shoes were polished black and shiny.
His face was covered in stubble, but his hair was neatly combed.
He hummed a small tune in his mouth, and his whole body was very intoxicated.
"Chirp, Quack, Boom, Jenny!!" The elves watched attentively, and the opening scene of the movie captured their interest.
"Chirp (is he a psychopathic killer)!" A rattan snake said excitedly.
"Ga (should...... Yes). A small fire dragon held his chin and pretended to be deep.
"Hmmm." The dreadnought straightened up and looked at the screen seriously.
His instincts told him that this movie was different from the ones he had seen before.
The film continues.
The screen jumps to the company.
The male protagonist wears casual clothes and applies for a job at a dance club.
He walked with a slightly rusty step on his feet, and his face was intoxicated.
Then he jumped for less than a minute before he was impatiently stopped by someone else.
"I'm sorry, you're not the person we need." With indifferent words, the man was thrown out.
He let out a long sigh and looked at the blue sky.
The sun is warm, but it's a little cold on your body.
He didn't know where he was going from here.
"Chirp (it's sad)." A rattan snake pouted, she didn't like this kind of sad movie, she didn't like it very much.
Then the plot jumps, the man picks up the garbage in the morning and practices alone in the afternoon and night.
He applied to countless dance clubs, but was rejected.
"I want to dance." The man wept bitterly.
"Laugh (dance)" Fearless Boy looked at his slender feet, he tried to lift them, and gently stepped on the grass with his toes.
The grass was soft and didn't make any sound.
After hesitating for a moment, the dreadnought lightly stepped on the plank beside him with his foot, making a somewhat dull sound.
But he wasn't happy with the voice.
He wanted something brighter and more cheerful.
After several unsuccessful attempts, he turned his attention to the film again.
The film continues.
Men practice alone to the end of proficiency and mastery.
Finally, he stood on the stage and danced the dance of his dreams.
There were only a few dozen people in the audience.
And quite a few people are absent-mindedly playing with their phones.
There were also a lot of people talking in low voices.
It's not a concert atmosphere at all.
In fact.
It's not a concert either.
It's just an amateur musical performance.
And it's free.
But it means a lot to men.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes as he looked at the somewhat dim lighting and the rudimentary stage.
He imagined himself standing on the Viennese stage and performing his dance with all his heart.
Tap dance.
Stomp and tread.
The crisp sound echoed in the somewhat chaotic environment.
The bright rhythm flows.
The man looked intoxicated.
Bang bang bang
The elves applauded.
It's a food for thought.
Unlike gangster films, this literary film has won the love of all Tutu dogs.
What is art!
That's art.
This literary film uses the use of various different lenses, giving people a feeling that although they can't understand it, it seems to be very artistic.
For these ignorant elves, they only think that this film looks very lofty!
It's amazing.
Of course, many militants are dismissive of the film.
"Chirp (it's boring)." Fujito crossed Erlang's legs and leaned on Li Qiuran and muttered.
"You, you've been hanging all day long, give me a serious point." Li Qiuran angrily picked up the vine vine and reprimanded.
But when he saw Fujito's eyes that pretended to be innocent and cute, he had no choice but to withdraw the words from his mouth.
A thousand words turned into a sigh.
When I grew up, I couldn't control it.
"Ga (really boring, agreed)." At this time, Xiaohuo also let out a long yawn.
Xiao Huo first singled out a group of elves in his daily training.
He also exercised dramatically, and he had to experience long-distance running every day.
Not to mention the amount of food.
Every day, big fish and big meat are served.
Now Li Qiuran doesn't know how strong Xiaohuo's true strength is.
Under the daily training, Xiaohuo's strength is increasing day by day.
In the ranch, most of the elves are strong people, so many elves are not interested in art movies.
The Dreadnought Kid race was also dismissive.
"I want to watch a fight movie." The dreadnought boys were a little dissatisfied.
But the alternative fearless kid doesn't feel it.
On the contrary, he felt that this art film was very appetizing to him.
He wants to dance.
Describe your own art with your fingertips.
He had a sudden impulse.
This is the first time since birth.
He wants to dance!
He wants to dance!!
Night.
Li Qiuran entered the gene code in the laboratory, meow, Fuji Teng and Xiaoge lay on the small bed in the laboratory and fell asleep.
Xiaohuo is too big, so he sleeps by the lake.
Bell, bell, bell.
There was a crisp knock on the door of the laboratory, so piercing in the silence of the night.
Li Qiuran couldn't help but be a little puzzled.
How could someone knock on the door at such a late hour.
Because of his instructions, the staff will never bother him in this world.
Even if there is an emergency, he will be notified by phone.
Is it an elf?
Li Qiuran thought, so he walked to the door.
Click
After the door was opened, the figure of the fearless boy appeared in front of Li Qiuran's eyes.
"Huh? Is there anything wrong with me so late? Li Qiuran was a little puzzled.
This fearless boy, he knew, was the most unique of the group.
At the time, he was still worried about the fearless boy who didn't like martial arts.
Now that he has a request for himself, Li Qiuran is even a little happy.
The dreadnought kid has finally found something he likes.
The dreadnought scratched his head timidly, a little hesitant.
Li Qiuran didn't urge, just looked at the fearless boy patiently and gently.
After a long time, the dreadnought boy spoke, "I want to dance." ”
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