After a few breaths, I kicked my legs up, supported my hands hard, and once again used inertia to quickly rotate with my hands.

“…… If you love, love and don't cover up ......"

At this time, the music and rap were also coming to an end, I controlled my inertia, pushed the ground hard with both hands, and stood firmly on the ground, holding my ribs with a cold face.

“…… I don't want to wait for a person to wait for ......."

At this point, the DJ ended the show with an accent, and I stepped on the ground with my right foot while pointing my right hand straight into the sky, receiving the constant screams and shouts of the crowd.

"Abin, I'm going to have a baby with you......"

"Abin, I want to ...... too"

"Ah Bin...... Abin ......"

At this moment when I felt that my self-confidence and vanity were infinitely inflated, a discordant voice appeared in my ears: "I am going to challenge him!" ”

The audience, which was originally full of voices, became silent at this moment, but soon there was a louder sound wave than before, and it is no exaggeration to say that the wind brought by this sound wave even reached the point of not giving up without lifting the ceiling.

This person is obviously here to smash my field, the performance is not the same as the fight, the people who are generally invited to perform are this bar sign, it is good that there is no accident, there is an accident, and the challenger overshadows the limelight, not only is it as simple as deducting wages, but even unemployment is possible.

Although I don't have such concerns, the feeling of being smashed on the field does make me very uncomfortable, after all, today is my home field, I have to take a good look to see who is so short-sighted.

I followed the voice and looked at the man, and saw that he was wearing a mask, and he was looking at me with the same unruly.

Oops,.

What breed is this?

Could it be that this is a master I haven't met?

No, I've seen all the people in this bar, I've never seen such a strange person, and I carefully looked at what this person was wearing.

When I saw his outfit, the corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily.

Oops,.

This person is not Wang Ziwei, who else?

I didn't know who else but him was wearing stockings and sandals, but it dawned on me that his mask was just to hide his swollen pig-like face......

Just when I was like being scorched by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, standing on the spot in a daze, the DJ and Ah Zhu were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and under my stunned, they quickly cut a song, I scolded in my heart, you two are really interesting, it is true to stick a knife in the ribs of your brother, but why do you want to insert me twice for this pig's head!!

Wang Ziwei stepped onto the stage under everyone's gaze, standing there with a smile, dressed in a suit, shorts, sandals, and stockings, he seemed to be a little out of place in this world, completely no different from a stunned person who had just come out of a mental hospital.

However, I suddenly found that when Wang Ziwei took the stage, the audience suddenly fell silent, and the originally noisy bar became silent.

Wang Ziwei walked up to the woman who had been beaten into a pig's head because of her, and said slowly, "Do you believe that I will win?" ”

The woman snorted coldly, "As long as you win, my mother will accompany you tonight!" ”

Wang Ziwei smiled, and the smile was very magical.

He raised his hand and slowly took off his suit without a tie, revealing a deep V T-shirt, and his solid chest muscles were in full view.

Then he slowly stepped back, closing some distance between him and the woman.

He took the wheat from Ah Zhu's hand and said provocatively to me, "Ah Bin, thank you."

Thank me?

Thank me, what?

I'm confused.

He sneered, "Thank you for letting me settle tonight."

The audience burst into laughter, whistles, laughter one after another.

He nodded to the DJ to change the song, and while nodding, he spread his legs apart and touched his chest with his right hand.

The audience screamed, this is the rhythm of fighting popin with bboy?

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The drum beat with a strong sense of rhythm suddenly sounded, like a human heart beating, and the irritable but unusually regular rhythm echoed in my ears.

The audience, including me, held their breath and watched Wang Ziwei's every move, Wang Ziwei's palm on his chest continued to rub against his chest with the rhythm, and his chest rose and fell exaggeratedly with the rhythm, as if his heart was about to jump out.

At this time, the lights of the whole audience were quietly extinguished, and only one beam fell on him, which was naturally my decision.

Here, it is already his stage.

The dignity of the dancer made me involuntarily want to make his performance more perfect, and with the accent that made people's hearts tremble, the expression on Wang Ziwei's face began to change, it was an expression full of obsession, as if he was looking at his beloved, and his heart was full of longing.

But he's dancing with me right now, what do you mean by looking at me like this, I really want to throw up.

Wang Ziwei suddenly moved, took two huge strides forward, and then opened his arms as if to hug me.

I subconsciously resisted a little, but I resisted the feeling of disgust, thinking that it was a fight, so I put aside the so-called cleanliness for the time being, leaned forward, and wanted to hug him politely.

But Wang Ziwei's hugging only paused half a meter in front of me, and then his body twisted under my embarrassed gaze and continued to dance to the rhythm.

Oops,.

I was tricked by this kid, this is a fight, and our every move is watched by everyone, so for a while, laughter and boos came and went, and I stood in place embarrassedly trying to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

Compared with my previous powerful breaking, Wang Ziwei's dance at this time is full of elegance and stretching, not so strong in power, but the whole person gives people a wonderful feeling.

His body is like he can speak, and every movement touches people's hearts.

At first, I was very disdainful, a popin dancer and a bboy fight, this guy is here to find frustration.

However, as Wang Ziwei continued to dance with the rhythm, I felt that although the dances of the two of us were completely different, Wang Ziwei seemed to have learned dance systematically, which was really inferior to him on the basis of those self-taught bboys.

What touched me the most was that he was different from other popin lovers, he didn't seem to use popin as a tool to pretend, but used his whole body to show his love for dance and life.

A dance piece is about to come to an end, and on the dance floor, Wang Ziwei's body slowly bends backwards, following the fluctuation of the rhythm, retreating his center of gravity, falling down little by little, and every drum beat snaps and pauses until it is almost close to the ground.

At the end of the dance, the sound wave of the audience once again reached the point of lifting the ceiling, applause, cheers, whistles, and screams one after another.

"Ahem."

Wang Ziwei cleared his throat, looked at the woman who had not taken his eyes off him, and said softly, "I can't get up, can you help me?"

The woman's face flushed, and she stepped forward quickly, reaching out to help her, when Wang Ziwei stood up violently, stood up again, and her thick lips were fiercely reflected on her red lips.

After a long time, Wang Ziwei smiled, took a step back, and licked his lips unsatisfied.

"It's too bad."

The woman was also quite interesting, and threw herself into his arms, blushing and gently hammering his chest.

"Bang bang."

I applauded sincerely, and the audience immediately applauded, and I signaled to Ah Zhu, who nodded knowingly and announced that Wang Ziwei had won.

It doesn't matter if he wins or not, after all, the beauty of a gentleman as an adult should be worth some virtue.

When the woman heard Ah Zhu's words, her face turned red and she wanted to run, but she was grabbed by Wang Ziwei, and as soon as she bent down, she copied her and ran to the hotel opposite the bar.

As he ran, he said, "You just said that tonight, you are mine." ”

At this moment, I could only hear the heartbroken voices of the men in the audience, and the woman turned her head away from him, her face flushed, but she did not resist at all.

Wang Ziwei walked to the door and hugged the woman with one hand, and waved at the crowd in the bar with the other.

Cheers, whistles, and suddenly rang out.

Wang Ziwei is finally going to become a man today, and when I need to find a boy to pee in the future, who should I find?

Oops,.

At the end of the day, I'm still the one who gets caught.