Yulia, the queen of samba

Time flew by quietly, everything was silent, the white clouds in the sky dreamed lightly, and the memories of waking up were all in the red dust. The audience of the pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info King of Fighters competition gradually increased, the melodious singing was rippling, and the melody of the guitar was in the breeze, as if telling the faint affection. The singer of love is singing, the sad eyes, the tenderness of the veins, all have that tranquility in the vastness.

The host walked back to the stage, "Ladies! Gentlemen! Thank you for your support to the King of Fighters competition, and I announce that the first to appear is the Inner Mongolia Wrestling King**! ”

Appearing in front of the people with a tired face, he walked slowly to the ring, stretched out his arms and waved vigorously, and then sat quietly in his chair and waited for the game to begin.

The host then said in a mocking tone: "Paul is invited!" Hi! A new generation of boxing champions is about to be born! Everyone must pay attention to this game, the only qualifying spot will be between ** and Paul! ”

Paul ran out of the backstage to the cheers of the audience, waving his hands in high spirits. Paul jumped to the ring in three steps and two steps, took off his clothes, and ran a few laps around the arena with a roar, and the crowd cheered higher and higher. The referee looked at the watch on his wrist, counted the time, blew the whistle in his hand, and walked up to him with Paul. The two men looked at each other, unconvinced, and their fists struck each other up and down, and the referee timidly jumped to the side and hurriedly shouted: "Start!" ”

Paul punches quickly 'smack, smack, smack!' Hit ** on the cheek continuously, ** didn't react and stretched out a pair of big hands like a dustpan and pounced on Paul. Paul hurriedly dodged, flew up sideways, and kicked ** firmly in the shoulder. **'s body shook, the soles of his feet slipped, and his center of gravity was a little unstable. Paul threw another heavy punch to **'s chin, then quickly turned around to dodge **'s fist, blocking **'s attack with one arm, and hitting **'s jaw with a clenched fist with the other arm. ** Instantly lost his center of gravity and staggered backwards, Paul flew into the air and hit his shoulder with a heavy flying kick. **Fell face to the air in the ring, limbs were unconscious, and he fainted in front of his eyes.

After falling to the ground for a long time and not getting up, Paul scored another knockout to get the victory. The cheers soon became entangled and the mood grew, and the scene of the King of Fighters became particularly hot, and Paul's supporters danced their silk scarves with great excitement. The cheers at the game scene turned into a cacophony of noise, which made people feel a little unbearable. Paul waved his arms and shouted loudly, clenching his fists to prove to the audience that he was the best.

The host danced and cheered for Paul, "Come on Paul, come on Paul, we all love you!" ”

Paul nodded and smiled at the audience with satisfaction, took a boxing pose, and showed off his granite-like muscles to the audience, muttering to himself, "It's perfect!" Even I didn't expect ** to be so vulnerable, it disappoints me so much, I'm as unshakable as a god. Paul waved and kissed the gloves, and many female fans screamed loudly for him. Several staff members walked into the venue and shook ** to give him artificial respiration, and after a while** finally came to his senses, "I lost, you don't know how uncomfortable my heart is now?" I...... I'm sorry for the fans who love me, I ...... "** wanted to say something more, but suddenly it was like a fishbone stuck in my throat and couldn't say a word. **Now the circles under my eyes are red, I am patting my chest with my palm, and suddenly I can't hold back anymore, I ...... woo, woo ......, like a child crying sadly. Coach Gent Muller handed ** a hand towel, "Don't cry, **, my heart is also very uncomfortable now, I said you don't cry anymore, I can't stand it anymore, ah...... Woohoo...... "Ghentmuller and ** helped each other out of the ring and waved gently to the crowd on the steps. An audience member shouted at ** with swollen and crying red eyes: "Be strong, we all support you, don't be too sad!" “

The host saw the touching picture and sighed, "**Let us understand the true meaning of the existence of a contestant." That is, never give up and dare to challenge the strong! Let's all cheer for **! We all love you! Give a round of applause to ** and thank him for bringing us a wonderful boxing match! ”

Thunderous applause suddenly sounded in the arena, and the audience watched the departure of **, somewhat sad. The host said: "There are many touching things on the field, more than the competition itself, because we have fought for it, because we have had it, because we have been moved, because our persistent world is changing profoundly every day!" The host raised his hand and whistled, "My dearest viewers, The King of Fighters is a chance for us to come together and enjoy the best of free fighting, and we should thank the organizers and sponsors of the King of Fighters." Now let's forget about the unhappy things for a while, let's dance together, let's dance samba together. Let's take it easy and enjoy the wonderful samba performance of Samba Empress Yulia for everyone. ”

The lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and then a crazy samba sounded. Yulia, the queen of sambas, walked to the center of the stage in a golden dance dress, and countless lights focused on her. Yulia shook her shoulders to the rhythm of the music, her legs trembling with the dress on her body. Shouting a cheerful voice in her mouth made the audience involuntarily infected by the rhythm of samba. Yulia wore the queen's laurel crown on her head, and her charming eyes flashed and flashed at the audience. Raise your arms, turn in circles, and the dress on your body trembles briskly. A group of men and women in fancy clothes ran out from behind the stage, shouting loudly around Yulia and samba together. Men and women flashed alternately in front of Yulia, the ringing of bells around her waist and ankles making a crisp sound. The boys are enthusiastic and unrestrained, the beautiful girls are full of charm, and Yulia is the queen of the carnival surrounded by them. Yulia shouted in a sweet voice, "Hi! Let's come to Samba! Yulia walked ahead, followed by a large crowd behind her. Shake your head, turn around, shake your body, shake your hips, and shake your whole body. Yulia's sexy thighs, white skin, and bewitching demeanor make people fascinated. She waved softly to the audience, kissed again and again, and sent crystal eyes. The unforgettable smile and the mesmerizing dance are like winged angels fluttering in front of your eyes. Samba is like a wave in the water, and Yulia's dancing is so beautiful. Yulia shouted at the audience, "Hey! Hi! Let's dance samba together. Yulia's dancing posture swirled and fluttered, and her jade feet frequently hit the ground, the rhythm was cheerful, turning, swaying, and graceful dancing was free and light. She is the beautiful queen of samba, she is like a rainbow. She was like a burning flame that made the crowd boil. All men and women are crazy about her, like a rose, like the fragrance of rain and dew. Her enthusiasm is contagious to everyone, and Samba is so enthusiastic and unrestrained. Come on, come on, let's dance and samba together! Come on, come on, let's dance and samba together!

Yes! The beautiful queen in my heart, your passion, your inspiration, your intoxicating moments, with majesty. Hi! Samba, all the excitement is flying with your beautiful shadow, and there is a feeling of fluttering. It is like a swan playing in the water like a mirror, lingering, like a fresh and beautiful poem without regrets. Yes! Beautiful girl, you make me fascinated and fall in love, like the light of the morning glow, like the seven-colored lotus in a dream. The tenderness you send is doubly ecstatic, and your charm flies through my heart. Yulia's dancing was so beautiful, her shadow everywhere, whirling, gently fluttering in my heart. Hi! Hi! Let's dance samba together, Yulia's enthusiasm infected everyone on the scene. Waving his hand, turning around, chic and beautiful, swaying, trembling, the men and women around him surrounded the empress in his heart like flowers.

Emotions are stirring, flying, drifting like clouds, shaking off the lingering affection. The beautiful Yulia is frequent, and her body language is intertwined with fiery passion. Dancing charm, tender emotion, love and beauty are intertwined to form the psychedelic of the mind. The hands full of aura and smiling are like a crystal stream jubilant in the mountains. There are seven-colored feathers on his body, and his bright eyes are shining with affection. Yulia is like a fairy in the only place between passion and fanaticism, and her joyful singing and happy singing are like the flames of youth. Oh samba, your charm ignites my heart, oh samba, joy and hope creep in, like a floating golden moon, amorous twilight. The fiery samba rhythm came to an abrupt end, and Yulia stood quietly in the center of the stage, her feminine expression a little delicate, and a bright smile on her pink cheeks. The lights of the stage suddenly dimmed, and the lights converged on Yulia's body, changing into a golden light. The dancers slowly slipped off the stage, leaving Yulia alone, and there was a brief silence. The lights on the stage were suddenly golden again, and Yulia waved enthusiastically to the audience. All the people at the scene were boiling, and everyone was fascinated by Yulia's samba dance, and the agitated emotions set off waves and surged. A middle-aged man was moved to tears, and he said excitedly: "She is the queen in my heart, I love you Yulia, please accept my love." I'm willing to do anything for you, even if I die! Yulia walked off the stage with beautiful eyes in a wink, and people's hearts, captured by her, became obsessed in the blink of an eye.