Kong Fang was surprised, thinking that if this kid lived in his previous life, if he had a professional teacher to teach, he would definitely become a first-class hip-hop dance king.

He is also a person who loves talents, so he decisively teaches what he has learned.

He also personally designed a set of denim-style shirts, dancing shoes, and a top hat for Xiao Douding.

He also designed a stage image for Little Douding.

The hip-hop show began, and Xiao Douding walked on the stage.

He takes the bun off, loosens the hair, and puts on the top hat; He wore a cowboy-style dance shirt and dancing shoes, stood on the stage, and then put a few Poss, the little beggar on the street, there was a kind of non-mainstream ruffian that made people's eyes shine.

The audience doesn't know hip-hop.

They saw Xiao Douding's grotesque dress and whispered, they were discussing his dress, some were curious, some were unhappy, and some treated him with a normal heart......

Only those little young people, with green lights in their eyes.

Fang Shiqing couldn't help but take a second look, thinking that the clothes designed by Sour Xiucai really had a different taste on the stage. How did he come up with the idea? Is it really because his original brain was broken, and then a new brain grew again?

Du Shiniang was very excited.

Xiao Douding's dance shirt was cut by her own hands and then sewn by herself.

When Little Meat showed her the pattern of the dance shirt, she was shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the magistrate, she would definitely smack him.

Is this also called clothes?

What about Sister Funny?

He said it was called a dance shirt. She didn't believe it even more, she had seen too many dance shirts, which one was not fluttering with water sleeves and swaying skirts? He also said that the cloth must be linen dyed indigo.

She didn't understand it anymore.

Linen clothes are cheap and wear-resistant, and are generally worn only by peddlers' pawns.

Little Meat, are you sure you didn't fool me?

"My lord, is linen really suitable for dancing shirts?"

"Besides, your dance shirt seems too small, right?"

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Kong Fang, and her ears were so red that she could light a cigarette. Du Xinwu was in a hurry on the side, Shiniang, grandpa, I finally fought for the opportunity for you, why don't you seize it?

Raise your head bravely.

You are not ugly, on the contrary you are very beautiful,

Which boy is not affectionate, which girl is not pregnant with spring! Yue Lao is old and confused, so we don't count on him, and we rely on ourselves to fight for it......

Hey, come on!

Du Shiniang saw her grandfather squeezing her eyebrows at her, her face turned even redder, and her head pressed lower.

Fortunately, Kong Fang was serious, and he didn't notice the small movements of the grandfather and grandson. He patiently explained to her, afraid that she would not understand, and kept gesturing with his hands, reassuring her that the dance shirt was fine, and let her rest assured to do it boldly.

When Little Douding stood on the stage, she realized that this dance shirt was really cool.

She immediately decided to continue making this kind of dance shirt, all sizes. Because she has a very strong hunch that this shirt will become popular, even if it is not for hip-hop dancing.

Just as a popular style of clothing, there will be countless followers.

The drums beat and drive the rhythm.

There was no audio equipment in the Daxing Dynasty, so all kinds of drums, hall drums, board drums, hand drums, and flower drums; All kinds of gongs, hanging gongs, big gongs, Beijing gongs, small gongs, cloud gongs, eight-tone gongs; All kinds of cymbals, big cymbals, small cymbals, large cymbals, small cymbals, large cymbals, small cymbals......

Percussion instruments take on the rhythm.

Erhu, pipa, guzheng, shengxiao...... Bring in the melody. Xiao Douding stepped on the drum, stepped on the melody, took off his hat, shook his hat, shook his long hair, and the movements were done in one go, and his body danced as if he was equipped with a chain.

Sometimes he leaned over, sometimes he stood on his back.

Sometimes it looks like an eagle spreads its wings, and sometimes it looks like a dragon diving into the nine abysses.

He sometimes jumps with koi; He sometimes walked upside down and stood upside down like a stubborn monkey.

He is as free as the wind and as freehand as the rain.

Every movement he makes seems to come from the heart, as if he is venting......

The audience opened their mouths wide. They forgot to discuss Douding's clothes, and their eyes followed him. Those young people looked excited, their hands clenched into fists, and their breathing followed Xiao Douding's dance moves sometimes relaxed, sometimes nervous.

They subconsciously substituted, and the dancers on the stage were no longer Xiaodouding, but themselves.

They are like the wind.

They are like rain.

They are as light as spring swallows, they are as strong as dragons, and they use the language of their bodies to declare their existence.

Hey!

Damn youth,

Let's have a blast!

The dancing little bean ding, Kong Fang, who taught street dance, may not have thought that they had inadvertently cracked the youth code of the young generation of the Daxing Dynasty, and street dance has risen in Qinghe County and will surely sweep the Daxing Dynasty.

The stage play "Ode to the Wind and Cloud" is a masterpiece of cooperation between Gongsun Test and Kong Yiji, and the material comes from the story of the bandits in Qinghe County.

Art comes from life.

But above life.

"Ode to the Wind and Cloud" is about: In a certain dynasty, the world is chaotic, bandits are everywhere, and the people of the world have suffered from banditry for a long time. However, the government is weak and incompetent, and it is unable to save the people from fire and water.

One day, Huangshui County was breached by bandits, who killed government personnel, burned, looted, and mutilated the people in the city. All of a sudden, Huangshui County became a hell on earth, miserable and terrifying.

At the moment of life and death, a purple light broke through the clouds from the east.

A young talent dressed in the halo of the protagonist, stepping on the purple light to resist the wind, he personally led hundreds of wolf soldiers and fought a bloody battle with thousands of bandits.

The wolf soldiers were one against ten, but they were not afraid, Mrs. Xiucai did not let her eyebrows, and the Xuantian Jade Girl Sword in her hand was superb, murderous, and the enemy chief was defeated and retreated.

The two sides fought for a day and a night, and the bandits killed and wounded more than 3,000 people; Although the wolf soldiers did not suffer casualties for the time being, their physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and it was difficult for them to fight again.

If the two sides continue to fight, the bandits are outnumbered, and the wolf soldiers will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

There is even a danger of total annihilation.

In the face of life and death, Xiucai is not in a hurry. But when he saw him doing it on the spot, he actually called the heavenly thunder to help him fight.

With a few loud bangs, the bandits who had just been extremely vicious fell one after another......

The leader of the bandits was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the bandits were about to be destroyed, and the morale of the wolf soldiers was greatly boosted, and they began to clear the remnants of the enemy. It's a pity that they didn't notice that the bandit leader suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were as vicious as a hungry wolf.

He suddenly fought to the death and raised his knife to stab Xiucai.

Xiucai is doing it, and he lacks skills, and he is about to die in the enemy. At the last moment, his wife rushed over desperately, using her own flesh and blood to block the knife for him.

That flutter was like a moth to a fire, knowing that she would die, but she did not hesitate.

That flutter was earth-shattering, and the mountains and rivers changed color.

That pounce made the wolf soldiers who were not afraid of life and death scream in grief.

However, what is the force that makes a female stream so fierce and not afraid of death?

What is the power that allows a woman to leave the chance to live to her husband and death to herself?