"Wow!"

Du Lijuan was the closest, the first to be shocked by Tang Ze's dancing, and then she sank deeply into it and couldn't extricate herself.

is worthy of the person I fancy, and it is extraordinary as soon as he makes a move!

A greedy light appeared in her eyes, like a jackal, tiger and leopard, trying to devour Tang Ze alive and peel it off!

What is talent, this is called talent!

The other members of the square dance team didn't bother to look at Tang Ze at first. Even if Du Lijuan's boasting is amazing, seeing is believing and hearing is false, not to mention Du Lijuan's eloquence of saying black and white, and dead saying that she is fire!

Then came the next beat.

Tang Ze stepped out his legs, shoulder-width apart, standard and elegant, like a sculpture from a European master of the Middle Ages!

It's like a pile of dull stones, and suddenly a piece of gold emerges, glittering, shining!

This time, he was immediately noticed by others!

"He's an old fellow, has he secretly practiced square dancing by himself? How does he feel even better than me who has been dancing for ten years?"

"This is too exaggerated, isn't it, at this age, the movements are still so neat?"

"This old man, really never danced? Maybe what Sister Du said is not wrong...... He's really a square dancing genius!"

All kinds of doubts took root in the hearts of most of the members of the square dance troupe.

Just now, they were still very suspicious of Tang Ze's strength, and even looked down on it.

But now, their minds have already changed, and they have begun to become curious, so they have given Tang Ze great attention.

The first section of music, the performance is perfect!

Sections 2, 3 and 4...... Perfect!

In the middle of the dance, all the members of the square dance troupe opened their mouths wide enough to stuff a big duck egg!

At the beginning, some people had the idea of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, but Tang Ze's performance completely dispelled their doubts!

Every movement, every beat, is so natural, all so precise, just like a clockwork machine, but from the inside to the outside exudes a unique human vitality!

It seems that what is dancing now is not a dying old man, but a young man who is full of energy!

The rich male hormones, with Tang Ze's every move, escaped to the audience!

The old lady in the square dance troupe can't help but want to scream, want to cheer, want to go crazy!

Tang Ze at this moment, in their eyes, is a poppy-like psychedelic existence!

Even in a trance, their thoughts involuntarily drifted to the distant, dusty girlhood!

Fantasy!

Fine!

Only then did they understand why their daughters and granddaughters would pursue a star so brainlessly, which is simply empathetic!

As for the other old men, their eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

Your neighbor is a millionaire, and you may be jealous and will denigrate. But if your neighbor is the richest man in the world, you'll be convinced. Just because the gap between the two is too big, there is no possibility of comparison at all.

"Good spirit old man!"

"Sister Du has really dug up a treasure!"

"I have to go back and look through the marriage certificate, I want to divorce my old man......!"

All kinds of crazy emotions quickly fermented, and everyone's eyes ignored all the scenes around them, leaving only the dancing figure.

Tang Ze occupies the most important central position, and no one feels any discomfort, and that position seems to be tailor-made for him.

As for Tang Ze, he can't be bored in his heart.

It was so simple, the action of stretching his legs and stretching his arms was not difficult for him, and he could not even arouse the slightest interest.

He only reluctantly moved twice, and he didn't think that it would cause turmoil in the hearts of others.

Finally, the song ended.

Tang Ze didn't even take off his coat, not only that, but from beginning to end, he didn't even sweat a drop.

Anyway, it's training, just pay for it.

"Tang~~Big~~Brother~~"

A "creepy" voice came out, Tang Ze felt like he had been hit by a stick, his head was black, his legs were weak, and the bones in his body were directly numb to half of them, and he almost fell to the ground with one heel.

Holding back the goosebumps all over his body, Tang Ze turned his head, Du Lijuan pounced on him like a tiger, took out the handkerchief in his arms and wiped Tang Ze's sweat: "Brother Tang, you're tired, I'll wipe it for you!"

"Alas, Sister Du, you are usually busy with our team, how can such a trivial matter trouble you can be replaced, for me!"

"I haven't used this handkerchief I just bought, let me. ”

"Brother Tang, are you thirsty, I have warm water here. ”

The old ladies rushed over, and the warblers were not very appropriate, more like a flock of hens clucking in their nests.

Be reserved, big guys have to be reserved!

Tang Ze was almost knocked down directly by them, and even doubted that he would become the first character to be drowned by fans spitting on Xingzi.

Even Nadu Lijuan was squeezed directly to the periphery by the attentive crowd.

Her eyes smiled like crescent moons, and Tang Ze, who she had worked so hard to pull, was recognized by everyone, and she was naturally very happy.

It can be said that with this joint practice, Tang Ze has completely proved his strength.

As for Lin Qiang's problem, which he was worried about before, he had long been thrown out of the clouds by Du Lijuan, and it was completely inappropriate.

At this moment, a sound that overwhelmed all the speakers in the open space of the community came from far to near.

"You are my little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky......"

The deafening sound managed to attract everyone's attention.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, only to see a neatly dressed square dance team, coming from east to west, slowly coming over.

Every aunt is dressed up with flowers and branches, and the trembling waist branches are like autumn winds blowing through ripe fruit trees, with simple and rough dance movements, and the madness of one by one impact everyone's retina.

On the periphery of the team, there was a group of cheering and shouting fans, which can be described as firecrackers and gongs and drums. Even when I heard the soundtrack of the spit, it seemed to have a bit of the atmospheric taste of the march.

This posture, this aura, those who know think it is a square dance team, but those who don't know, think that they are going to crusade against a poor tribe in Africa!

And in the center of the first row of the team, that is, where Du Lijuan asked Tang Ze to stand, it was Lin Qiang who was standing.

He changed into a tunic, the folds on it were still clearly visible, and he didn't know how many years he had pressed the bottom of the box. The vigorous steps seemed to be back to eighteen years old, his gray hair was all dyed black, and he was trimmed so neatly that even Tang Ze, who had a few mustaches, suspected that he had waxed his hair.

"I'm here to find fault!" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.