Chapter 114: Heartbeat, It's a Little Messed Up
"Wow! Mr. Han and Miss Bai Yingying's scores are out! Their average score is 987 points! 987 points! ”
The miniature intelligent robot VIVI, with a beautiful sound like a spring water, has been significantly raised by an octave, making people fully feel its "extremely excited" mood at the moment.
Tonight's hip-hop dance competition has reached the highest point of blood boiling.
The cheers, screams, whistles, and applause of this dreamy blue world were all mixed together.
This is the only space that belongs to the enthusiastic youth.
On the brightly lit stage, Old Han reached out to hug his honey, and when Vivi announced their final score, he kissed her rosy lips hard:
"Honey, I love you."
Against her smooth forehead, he met her eyes with extreme tenderness, and the warm breath that was still breathing unsteadily, with urgency, brushed her smooth cheeks.
Looking at the beloved in front of him, the corners of Bai Yingying's lips gradually flew up, and next to the delicate lips like flowers, two sweet dimples were slowly revealed. That little whirlpool made him deeply fascinated and intoxicated by it.
"I love you too, Yumu."
The eyebrows of the two made the audience so excited that they turned into a group of werewolves, and their howling wolves were like a surging wave, completely submerging the two at the bottom.
Looking at each other and grinning, he took her little hand, bowed deeply to the judges and the werewolves, and walked off the stage.
He couldn't help it, he wanted to have a good ear and sideburn with her immediately, immediately, immediately.
He wanted to open up a new strawberry base and plant it until they could produce sweet and attractive fruits in a 372-degree environment.
Lao Han took Honey's hand and walked directly into the boss's studio through the back door of the stage.
Vivi's icy blue eyes flashed, and after seeing the figure of the boss disappear from the stage, it continued to pick up the burden of the host.
"Let's invite the third group of players to play, and everyone's warm applause will ring."
The third group of players is Mu Danchen and Luo Yi.
Finally, it was their turn again, and Mu Danchen and Luo Yi stood up from their positions calmly.
After tidying up the clothes on her body, Luo Yi raised her eyes and received Li Suyuan's encouraging eyes, the corners of her lips raised, she followed Mu Danchen's tall figure, turned around and stepped on the blue ribbon leading to the stage.
Based on their excellent performance in the first half, the audience still remembered it. As soon as they appeared on the dazzling blue stage, they caused everyone to roar excitedly.
The lights went out, and on the gray stage, Mu Danchen and Luo Yi stood opposite each other, long and petite, causing the ultimate contrast in height, but forming an indescribable harmony.
Although the light was dim and unclear, Mu Danchen's eyes were shining, as if there was a bright starlight, flowing brightly under his eyes.
He was preparing for the shape of the beginning of the music, and at the moment when he lowered his head, he quietly floated out a whisper that was as tender as water and as light as a white feather:
"Loy, I like you."
As soon as the words fell, the dynamic rhythm of heavy drums and electronic instruments sounded, and a blazing white light was projected on them, Mu Danchen stretched out his slender and warm hand, and gently pushed her shoulder, he slid backwards in the opposite direction, leaving a blank distance of 3 steps from her.
They have practiced this action countless times, but there has never been a time when it can bring Luo Yi a feeling of heartbeat palpitation and two beats like now.
It was as if he was going to leave her
Luo Yi's heartbeat was a little chaotic
Seeing that he turned his back to her, his broad, sturdy back stood up straight, and the heavily rhythmic drum beat again.
Quickly retracting her suddenly complicated thoughts, Luo Yi also stood up, her slender fingers on the brim of her hat, her chin raised, and her eyes closed.
"Bang"
With a heavy drum, Luo Yi's head suddenly lowered, and the pretty high ponytail exposed outside the hat flicked, and her body moved.
Her facial features are exquisite, her expression is cold, as if she is soaked in the cold ice and frost, flying in the endless silver makeup, she looks so warm, so charming, and contains an alternative eye-catching beauty.
She danced casually, quickly and smoothly, with great enthusiasm. The writhing posture like a wave expresses the purest and most free and unrestrained in her heart.
Her uniqueness also comes from the whole body, a unique style between the charm of a woman and the beauty of a girl.
With the advent of the ** part of the music, Mu Danchen spun behind her, and the two of them twisted their soft bodies like water snakes with the tenderness of cool music, showing the soft rhythm of the whole body coordination, as well as the tacit understanding between the two.
As soon as the tender music turned, the movement was restored, Mu Danchen's long arms were ringed, hugged Luo Yiying's small waist, and shook her to the left, Luo Yi turned over and came to his side, and his slender long legs were close to his strong legs.
Luo Yi jumped in a 360-degree spin, lowered her body forward, and saw that she was about to touch the smooth floor of the stage, Mu Danchen's long hand at the right time fished her back into her wide embrace. Luo Yi caressed his handsome face with both hands, and the bodies of the two seemed to be close to each other, and there was only you and me between their eyebrows.
The wolf howls in the audience continued, and Li Suyuan, who saw this scene, frowned. He unconsciously clenched the goblet in his hand, and between the slender knuckles, he was tense because of the force.
He understands that street dance is a kind of aerobic exercise that is beautiful and casual, and creativity is brought to the extreme. It not only pays attention to the tacit cooperation between the two, but also the performance of the dancer as he wishes, without any dance norms.
Seeing them dancing together and fitting their body language, seeing the excitement in Luo Yi's eyes, he had to admit that he was jealous, jealous of the man who could dance with Luo Yi on stage.
He knew he didn't have a chance, but that didn't stop his heart from yearning.
Raising the elegant goblet in his hand, he tilted his head and drank the wine in the cup, which was sour and bitter in his heart.
He sensitively felt that there was a slight strange emotional fluctuation between the two of them.
From the perspective of "best friend" and good friend, he is very much in favor of her pursuing her happiness again; From the perspective of his emotional support for her, of course he didn't want her to accept a new emotion.
He was very conflicted, and the contradiction made him a little out of control.
He had long expected that if she really began to accept a new emotion, could he really pretend not to mind, bury the scars in his heart, and accompany her like a spring breeze?
Pinching the clear glass, he raised his head again and drank a fifth of the wine, his eyes resting on the petite figure on the stage that was both elegant and wild.
His heart was very uncomfortable.
His depressed mood did not affect the excitement of the others around him, who invariably let out bursts of cheers when they saw Mu Danchen standing upside down, letting his head and hands turn quickly on the floor.
Such an excited atmosphere made Li Suyuan's small and dusty depression instantly drowned in a small corner of the wave of pleasure, and buried one hundred and eighty layers tightly.
One-fifth, one-fifth, one-fifth, seeing the mellow color of the wine bottle gradually decreasing, his heart felt more and more impetuous, like a burning fire, crackling and sparkling.
He suddenly felt that he couldn't take it anymore, and he stood up.
On the stage at this moment, Luo Yi and Mu Danchen looked at each other, and the two were arm in length, like two lovers in love, watching each other.
Retracting his affectionate gaze, Li Suyuan quickly turned around and walked towards the service desk of the bar, and with thunderous applause, his figure disappeared into the blue world of "rosemary".
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