Chapter 7 Betting
Fortunately, they had already returned to the tent, seeing that their tent and stage had become unrecognizable, they couldn't help but quickly change the topic and said: "This tent is not a big problem, the key is that your stage and speakers are borrowed from others, see what you do now!"
This time, it was Wang Nan's turn to scratch his hair, a little dumbfounded.
"You don't need to worry!" Joe didn't know where to turn from, and smiled: "There's nothing wrong with the speakers, there's a little bit of a problem with the stage, but it's not a big problem! God, I'm willing to let me hear such a beautiful singing voice, even if I smash it all!"
The next day, Ding Li and the two were invited to the back to prepare for the rehearsal. Although it is said that Ding left to perform Chinese kung fu and dance with Wang Lan.
But it's not just a casual boxing, naturally there are special characters, and the movements are designed according to Wang Lan's singing voice to achieve the perfect cooperation between the two sides.
This kind of thing is not a problem for Ding Li. For those who have now embarked on the path of cultivation and have even cultivated the two ghost soldiers of the Green Ghost and the Wood Ghost, what kind of action to complete is a piece of cake.
Even Steve, the old-fashioned choreographer who had been keeping a straight face and thinking that the show was about to start, but suddenly added it to the show, and was always very dissatisfied, said coldly to Ding Li: "Kung Fu boy, you perform first, let me see what you are capable of!"
Ding Li was silent, he had actually been mentally prepared for the ubiquitous discrimination of these foreigners. But he himself will use his performance to shut everyone up!
He jumped on the stage, and he didn't make a move yet, just standing there, and there was an aura of abyss. It is as majestic as a mountain.
"Hell, I'm dazzled, or what's wrong?" Steve rubbed his eyes, already seeing Ding Li move. As soon as the feet stepped on the horse, the wooden floor above the backstage shook as if beating a drum. The muscles in Steve's cheeks twitched a little.
Ding Li played Bajiquan this time, although the movements were not very good-looking, but they naturally had a majestic momentum, with huge strength between gestures. Every time I stepped out, the wooden plank on the stage seemed to be stepped on by an elephant, and the wooden floor couldn't stand this kind of **, and kept making a creaking and moaning sound.
Even the most amateur person, looking at the power of the gestures, knows that this is definitely not an empty shelf, but a real direct and ruthless and lethal boxing!
When Ding stood down, Steve smiled and said, "Ding, I want to apologize to you." You're really a kung fu kid and a genius!"
Ding Li shrugged indifferently and said, "I'm not a genius, that partner of mine is a real genius!"
Steve disagreed: "Such a thin girl, will she faint as soon as she sings!"
Ding Li did not respond to this discrimination, in fact, even among the Chinese, Wang Nan's body is too thin. He just laughed and said, "Mr. Steve, I'll bet ten pounds with you, and you'll take it back in no time!"
"Ten pounds? I bet on it!" Steve disagreed, even with a kind of sneer. He is a well-known figure in the industry, and I don't know how many excellent singers I have seen. How can you be amazed by the average goodness, let alone a Chinese country from the rock desert.
But soon, Steve's face changed. Wang Nan, who began to audition, stood on the stage and opened his mouth, with a radiant charm, and his voice was powerful penetrating and dominant.
It was not just me, Mr. Steve, that made this well-informed guy change his face at once. Even the others are average, no matter what they do. The entire backstage, including the big-name singers who were preparing for rehearsals, all stopped at once.
The sound was like clear ice and snow, and in an instant, it poured into the ears of them who walked in the desert, making people tremble in their hearts.
On his body, it was like Mr. Steve in front of him, and the hairs on his arms stood up involuntarily in an instant.
This situation is like locking the pores all over his body when Ding Li is working hard.
The fragile soul was suddenly touched by the sound of a knife piercing through the thick and complex flesh.
Even Ding Li had to be impressed, and there was more and more indescribable charm in Wang Yan's voice. This is when a person's spirit becomes stronger, and it is easier for their emotions to be transmitted with the singing.
"Mr. Steve, how are you feeling now, is it time to give me ten pounds!" The singing stopped for a long time, and no one came back to his senses. Until Ding Li's voice sounded.
"Oh, oh," the doctor who was awakened by this feeling hurriedly took money out of his body, his mind dizzy, as if he had not fully recovered. even stuffed his wallet directly to Ding Li!
Ding Li smiled and unceremoniously rushed out a ten-pound bill from his wallet, which was a small lesson.
He whistled and opened the banknote, having to admit that Charles Darwin on the back of the bill looked more pleasing to the eye than the old lady on the front.
Wang Lan squeezed away the people who were shocked by her song, jumped off the stage with a smile, and spread his hands: "Half of the meeting is divided, but you also rely on me to win!"
Ding Wei moved slightly, he made a bet with Steve, and he didn't seem to raise his voice, and Wang Lan never got close to the two of them, and he actually knew about this bet. No wonder I worked so hard when I auditioned just now.
It seems that this ** has been taking the broken mirror, or rather the countess, with him. It's no wonder that her singing voice is getting more and more attractive, and it doesn't seem to be just her own credit.
"Fantastic, simply amazing. I'm a fan of you," it wasn't until this time that Mr. Steve came to his senses. In the face of this, Wang Lan became very excited, and his face was full of red light: "Can I sign a name?"
"For the sake of ten yin pounds!" the king murmured.
"Oh my God, don't mention it!" Steve blushed: "I dare say, when you come to power, you will definitely shock the world!"
A small storm was dissolved, when the festival finally opened. Unsurprisingly, it began to rain cold again.