Tonight, it is the Spring Festival of the Year of the Ox, commonly known as the "Chinese New Year's Eve".

Time flies quickly, and before he knows it, it will be the New Year, and he is ready to download the opening song of the dance album of the Phoenix Dance Nine Days Music Factory that was popular all over the world, which is the popular dance song:

《walkinginthesun》！

As soon as I thought of this poem and dance, I thought of myself in the past, when I was also sought after by countless people, but because of life, he gave up the naivety that can bring happiness to people.

In fact, he didn't want to grow up at all, but as a child he dreamed of growing up.

After all, I still lived the last person I wanted to be.

This style of boredom is based on memories and sentimentality, which can easily mobilize people's emotions, brainwash empty ears can make people feel more happy, and by mobilizing people's meetings, so as to achieve a feeling of surrounding passion.

"Do you have any ideas?" The girl looked at the six old classmates and said.

"Girl, could it be that you let us go back to the era of playing with mud?" Zhang Buzhan said a little complicated.

"Of course, I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to do it all over again, and I can make a little extra money by the way."

Zhang Buzhan gritted his teeth, glanced at the people present, and said slowly: "I'm so old, I'm also out of the way, old girl, just ask me." ”

"That's right, everybody sit down."

Everyone looked at each other and sat down around the deceitful heart, and at this moment the deceitful heart seemed to have become the center of the circle.

Everyone is a child of the last century, and naturally understands the joy of the past, but when did that joy disappear?

The deceitful heart took out scissors and a piece of cloth, and said slowly: "Now I will give you a haircut, and the new generation of the funeral family will be passed on in my hands, so that our glory will come to an end in this era." ”

As an ancient funeral family, the number of people was also countless back then, and tens of millions of young masters who killed Matt danced in brilliant colors all over the world.

While recalling this past history, the deceit did not stop, and sorted out the explosive hedgehog head, cockscomb head, etc., and finally brought back the fuel for the old Wang's house next door to paint, and dyed it colorful for everyone.

As a paint, it is now regarded as a combination of gel water, hairspray, hair wax, etc., and it will not fade for a long time.

In the end, Zhang Buzhan dyed the red of passion, the iron face became the green of vitality, Huo Qiyue was dyed the yellow of money, Pan Jiansheng was dyed the purple of the light, Kunle was dyed the blue of the conductor, and Fujiwara Saiyu was dyed the orange of the epic.

Now everyone has been completely reborn and has become the nobles of the people, and their identities are unified as the reserve personnel of the funeral family.

With a domineering hairstyle, everyone walked with the steps of six relatives who did not recognize it, and followed the deceitful heart to the deserted field.

When spring comes, everyone is busy preparing for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and there is no one in the field at all, and they can dance to their heart's content.

Yesterday it rained, but the crops had been harvested, and there was still a lot of water in the fields, and the fields were like mud ponds left after the rice harvest.

Remembering history is what everyone should do to kill Matt, and everyone can naturally understand the good intentions of the deceitful heart.

The day passed quickly, and everyone finally chose a very suitable place...... A canyon where vegetables are grown in the mountains behind the dormitory!

The canyon is at the foot of Swallow Mountain, and it is said that the shrine maiden Tsubame Tsubame liked to play in the mud there when she was a child, but later because she inherited the mission of the shrine maiden, this game did not appear, and it seems that it was to maintain the status of the shrine maiden.

The girl has no relatives, and it is said that they grew up in an orphanage, but because the orphanage was not well managed, it eventually led to the disappearance of the dilapidation, so they have been living in Qingfeng since then, and there is nowhere to go.

Every Chinese New Year has a new trick, but this year's Spring Festival is very lively, because several of them get together!

"Do you know what I want you to do?" Looking at the gradually dark night, the girl sighed with emotion, but her eyes looked at the back basket behind Zhang Buzhan, where a broken sound quality stereo from the seventies was placed.

The history of large audio is very long, coupled with the development of science and technology, now only need to connect one or two small batteries of the battery car, you can work for several days and nights.

The big sound was donated by Ye Feifei to the orphanage, but later the orphanage ended, and the director gave it to the deceitful heart, which was regarded as a souvenir.

"The new stage is ready, now it's up to me to draw the mark of completion."

"It's tasted from the inside." Zhang Buzhan touched his beard with emotion.

"Tell me?" The deceitful heart looked at the crowd.

"My name is Huo Qiyue."

"My name is Iron Mask."

"My name is Kunle."

"My name is Pan Jiansheng."

"My name is Saiwa Fujiwara."

Don't look at everyone's names, at that time, they were also known as the existence of the top tyrant of the field, all of them were dance wizards, and the one who believed in it was the dance king Nicholas!

Huo Qiyue wore a red cape, wrapped in a thick sweater, and wore such a pair of black long-barreled waterproof rain boots, and took the lead in stepping on the muddy mud pond field.

Zhang Buzhan was wearing a purple suit and vest, a string of gilded handicraft chains around his neck, many rings on his ten fingers, and large gold teeth inlaid with him, and a nouveau riche breath came to his face.

For temperament, Zhang Buzhan has always been stubborn, after all, he has been a principal for many years, even if he retires as a janitor, but your uncle is still your uncle.

As soon as the two stepped into the mud field, the shabby sound sounded under a tree.

The girl adjusted the sound quality, took off the fur coat on her body, and jumped into the mud.

"How can a handsome guy who is in the spotlight of all eyes be without our lime and cement?" Tie Mian took out a handful of cement from his pocket and threw it into the sky.

At dusk, the dust shines in the light, like gilded stars, which is amazing.

After the dynamic singing sounded, the group danced awkwardly in the mud field.

"I love to dig a pit and stuff it around, Ike Barrier Laiwulai is firm, I dig a pit race around it, I dig a pit race I get around it, I ...... I dig a pit race."

With the addition of BGM, the muddy water splashed for a while, and the heavenly demons danced!

Kunle squatted and swayed, holding the lime in both hands and spinning like a spinning top, spilling out countless golden smoke, unexpectedly brilliant and colorful.

Pan Jiansheng held her sword and provoked the first set of broadcast gymnastics for elementary and middle school students, and one of Fujiwara Saiha's big feet kicked over.

"Bold and demonic, the carving insect small skills also dare to get the axe, the mighty dragon, the great Luo spell ......"

"I am the iron face under the Qingfeng seat, and I am the prisoner of the Great Wilderness!"

"Kill for a thousand years, huh!"

"Look at my evil king's true eyes!"

……

From the beginning of the fighting dance, to the later awkward dance, and then to the final Heavenly Demon Dance, the canyon has become a mess.

Kunle comprehended the true meaning of cement, reached into his pocket with one hand, took out a handful of cement, and began to make smoke effects.

Little by little, the cement was sprinkled, and it fell in the air mixed with gold, dyeing the mud fields gray-green.

Everyone moved with their hearts and hands, drawing mud circles in the mud fields, and then bursting out of the mud and sewage...... In addition to the color of their hair, several people can be seen, and they have almost become clay figures.

Seeing such a scene, Xin Xiaomeng was envious, and slowly ignited the fire of dancing in his heart!

He is also an orphan, and he planned to sleep in the dormitory during the Spring Festival, but he accidentally saw the deceitful intention to gather everyone, and he was very curious, so he secretly followed, but he didn't expect to see such a scene...... He couldn't help but think of the happy times in the past, when he was so relaxed.

With a burst of determination in his heart, Xin Xiaomeng tightened the broken belt, stood up and released a "divine declaration" to everyone: "Friends! ”

The deceitful heart and the others paused, looking at each other differently one by one.

Sharp eyes, domineering gestures, and arrogant looks!

Is that...... Scalloped charts!

"Who is he?" Zhang Buzhan stroked his mud-stained beard, and asked his girlfriend on crutches.

The girl thought for a while, and said: "He is Qingfeng Orphanage, number 580 tons No. 18 single orphan, Xin Xiaomeng ......"

Everyone looked confused, as if they had never heard of this person.

Without any accidents, Xin Xiaomeng also joined the funeral family.

In the ensuing flurry, he shows everyone Thomas Roundhouse Kicks, Standing on the Ground, Dioce the Wolf, and more.