"Isn't it a joust? What's going on? Er Meng pouted and looked at Qu Jialin's movements depressedly.

Nightshade and Nightshade glanced at each other.

Feelings they think wrong?

Isn't that martial arts compared to others?

"Brother, it's miserable, my brother won't do this?" Xiaobai pouted, worried about Da Rui.

Several brothers and sisters looked at Da Rui on the stage at the same time.

Seeing that he looked at Qu Jialin calmly, the worry in his heart was somewhat patient.

"Why don't you jump?"

Qu Jialin played street dancing in front of Da Rui for a while, and when he saw that Da Rui was just looking at him, he didn't move and shouted.

Da Rui frowned.

Feelings: What they say is a good contest is not a contest?

But...... Than dance?

Scold.

People talk about a dance competition, but he thinks it's a martial arts competition, and what they say is not the same thing at all.

It turns out that this dance competition is not a competition.

Da Rui stretched his little face and stared at Qu Jialin, who provoked him again, because he was bullying him for not being able to dance.

He hadn't studied hip-hop before.

Although he sometimes danced a few movements, compared to Qu Jialin's, he had already lost without making a move.

Da Rui's brows furrowed tightly.

"Come on! Are you throwing in the towel? Qu Jialin heard the cheers of the teachers and children around him, and he was very proud.

The jumping movements are becoming more and more difficult, attracting countless applause.

"It's so good to jump, it's not a loss, it's a prize!"

A few of the two cutes were on the side, very angry.

It's obviously bullying Da Rui.

Admit defeat?

Inexistent!

Da Rui quickly flashed in front of Qu Jialin, and under his stunned expression, he tugged, and then bent over.

A beautiful over-the-shoulder fall, and that's it.

In the next moment, Da Rui pressed on his body tightly, easily cutting Qu Jialin's hands, making him powerless to resist.

Announce it loudly.

"You've lost!"

Da Rui was condescending, staring at Qu Jialin.

Qu Jialin looked at him with a confused expression, unconvinced, "It's obvious that you lost, how can you beat someone?" ”

He doesn't know how to dance at all, so how can you beat him?

Qu Jialin's eyes were red in pain, but he didn't dare to cry, his mother didn't allow him to cry.

Bai Yirui is too bad!

"Isn't that what jousting is all about? Let the other party have no ability to react, or do you want to be beaten by me with a blue nose and swollen face before you are willing to admit defeat? ”

Da Rui hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at him unscrupulously as a little poor guy.

"It's a martial arts competition, but you beat me! You mean, you're a foul like this! Qu Jialin roared back.

The onlookers and teachers didn't know what was going on, and they were shocked to see this scene and didn't come back to their senses.

Quiet as a chicken.

There was only the sound of the two of them arguing.

"I'm talking about a joust that fights, who told you to dance?" Da Rui rightly slammed back.

"It's clear that you can't say it yourself, do you blame others? In short, you lose! ”

He let go of Qu Jialin's hands and stood up, looking arrogant.

The teachers came back to their senses and stepped forward to check if Qu Jialin was injured, he was a child in the school who won awards in the competition.

"My knee is bruised, hurry up and get the medicine to deal with him!"

The teacher was nervous, so he hurriedly asked the teachers of other classes to get the medicine.

"Teacher, he fouls, he hits!" Qu Jialin insisted that Da Rui beat people, and angrily complained to the teacher.

The teacher was on the side just now, and he figured out what was going on.

Martial arts and dance sounds the same, but they are not the same thing.

A child said it was a dance competition.

The other thought it was a joust.