Lin Ke smiled confidently when he heard this: "Why can't you?" ”

Turned around and looked at the matchmaker with a smile, waiting for her reply.

When the matchmaker heard this, her face, which couldn't see much expression, was even more wrinkled, but there was a flash of light in the depths of her eyes.

But the women next to the matchmaker had different expressions.

Between the echoes of various words, they all felt that Lin Kekou was bragging, and he didn't believe that he could dance at all.

"Who is he? Can he dance? ”

"How could he dance like that?"

"His tone is too loud, I don't think he can dance at all!"

The girls whispered to each other inside the door, and their voices did not shy away from Lin Ke at all.

Lin Ke turned a deaf ear, the confident smile on his face remained unchanged, and he just looked at the matchmaker.

The matchmaker knows that there are not no men in the capital who learn to dance, but there are very few of them, and most of them know it, who is the young man in front of her?

Do you really know how to dance?

Then she looked at the young man with a beautiful face in front of her and asked, "Childe, I don't know your surname?" ”

Lin Ke smiled slightly: "I'm not a son, my name is Lin Ke, I live in the deepest part of Chaoyang Street, you can call me Xiaolin." ”

"Live here?" The matchmaker looked at Lin Ke with a smile, nodded with a smile, and said with a smile: "That's okay, Mom, I promised Lin Gongzi you...... But I'll have to ask them who would like to dance with Childe. ”

Lin Ke also secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the matchmaker say this.

The matchmaker then turned around and looked behind her:

"The girls have heard it, this Lin Gongzi came to me to ask for dance advice, you all know Mom, I haven't danced for many years, who wants to show this son?"

The girls who were a little eager to speak just now suddenly scrambled to raise their hands one by one:

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, let me teach him a lesson!"

"You can't, mom let me come."

"Hee-hee-hee, Mom, Mom, I can too!"

"You're more worthy than dancing? Stinky Puxin man! ”

Behind the matchmaker, some people sneered, some jumped up and shouted with fighting spirit, some people were eager to try, some directly made disrespectful remarks, and some directly chose to ignore them.

Of course, Lin Ke was not affected by these words, because he felt that their words were so weak and powerless, and they didn't scold the point at all.

I've seen a lot in my previous life!

Seeing that her girls were not reserved at all, the matchmaker was helpless and couldn't cry or laugh.

And when I was making a fuss, I saw a woman in a white shirt and a big red dress slowly walking out of the girl's pile, and her red lips opened slightly:

"Mom, I'll do it."

Suddenly, the other girls around saw the woman walk out, and they all fell silent in an instant.

And the matchmaker saw the woman who came out, and the smile on her face was even thicker: "My good daughter! ”

Lin Ke looked at the person who came out, and was also stunned for a moment, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Bingbing girl, meet again." ”

Bingbing?

This is when Lin Ke was in the painting workshop at the end, when Wang Lin wanted to see his chest muscles, the girl who saved the scene - Bingbing!

Bingbing heard Lin Ke call herself, although she had seen it before, she still replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

Lin Ke was a little embarrassed to hear this cold answer, withdrew his hand and simply crossed his hands on his abdomen, standing in place.

The matchmaker didn't expect the two to know each other, so she pulled Bingbing's arm, pulled it aside, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this kid?" Have you seen it? ”

Bingbing nodded lightly, said a little more to his mother, and replied softly: "I only know that he is a disciple of Sister Wang Lin, and I only saw him when I went to Sister Wang Lin's place today to paint for me, but he was in Sister Wang Lin's inner room at the time, and he ......"

The matchmaker narrowed her eyes when she heard this, and said a few words fluttering in Bingbing's ear, only to see Bingbing glance back at Lin Ke, and then returned to her cold appearance.

The two then turned around and returned to the door, and the matchmaker said to Lin Ke: "Lin Gongzi, you come to ask for advice, I will let our girl take it, and Lin Gongzi already knows the rules of dancing?" ”

Lin Ke was about to ask, but the matchmaker asked herself, thought for a while and said: "Because my mother usually only teaches me alone, she has never mentioned the rules to me, I don't know what to pay attention to when competing with others, please let the matchmaker's sister know!" ”

The matchmaker was stunned.

You're just a fledgling, boy, you don't even know the rules of dancing, and you still come to ask for advice?

Immediately, I saw the matchmaker's eyes looking a little puzzled: "Lin Gongzi is afraid that he is not here to entertain my matchmaker, right?" Don't know the rules of dance? All prostitutes in the world should know. ”

You can't blame the matchmaker for being angry.

Because it's equivalent to a person who doesn't know the rules of chess running over and saying that he wants to play chess against himself, isn't this a pastime?

Lin Ke was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had made people angry, so he said: "My mother died when I was ten years old, and she didn't teach me the rules of the competition at that time, I'm sorry. ”

Died at the age of ten......

Although there are many miserable people in the world, matchmakers have also seen a lot.

But seeing Lin Ke putting on a low posture like this, and being very honest and not lying to her, the matchmaker's eyes couldn't help but soften.

She looked at Bingbing: "Good daughter, you come." ”

Bingbing nodded, and his tone was cold: ""Dance Journal" has clouds: dance, should be coherent, quality, and beautiful!" ”

Bingbing, although the name is cold, and the tone is cold, but at this time, he is very enthusiastic about explaining the rules.

"The words of continuity, quality, and beauty in the "Dance Journal" are all used to evaluate the superiority of the dance, and the consistency is whether all the movements of the whole dance are coherent or not;

And quality is the quality of the action, this quality can be strength, difficult movements, or beautiful;

Beauty is the feeling that the whole body and movements are displayed, which is beauty. ”

Speaking of this, Bingbing paused, hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, there is another one, called 'law', because it is not recorded in the book, but every time the Oiran competes for the poetry meeting, there will be it, that is, the fit between dance and music, the fit is higher, and it gives people the synchronization of vision and ears, so as to affect the mood of the viewer, but we definitely don't need it today." ”

Lin Ke was stunned.

At the beginning, he understood the law and beauty, but he didn't understand the quality and consistency very well, but now he understands it after Bingbing explains it like this.

To put it simply, the dance is coherent, the movements are beautiful, the whole body is coordinated, and the music is in tune, and these rules are not much different from the dance of the 21st century.

"Lin Gongzi, you understand! But still have doubts? ”

When Lin Ke heard Bingbing's voice, he looked apologetic, and said, "No, I understand, thank you, Bingbing girl." ”

When he heard Lin Ke say thank you, Bingbing only nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the matchmaker walked over, she thought for a while, and said, "Since Lin Gongzi now knows the rules, then we can start, right?" ”

"Okay, then...... Shall I come first? Lin Ke looked at Bingbing.

"Both." Bingbing's expression was flat, as if he was born like this.

Then Lin Ke took a few steps back, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, and his right leg retreated slightly half a step.

And at this moment, the matchmaker spoke: "Wait a minute, you said that you were introduced by the shopkeeper of the restaurant?" ”

Lin Ke nodded.

Then he saw that the matchmaker gave him a sideways turn, facing the Tongfu Restaurant, with her hands on her hips, shouting in a voice like a lion's roar: "Dead fatty, how long are you going to peek?" Get out of here! ”

The sound spread in Chaoyang Street, so a series of oil lamps were lit, and even the people inside woke up one by one.

Such a loud voice......

There is a lively place to see!