Sitting in the crowd below the stage, Zhao Xinxin couldn't help but swear. The way she put her hair up was really cool.
Who the hell used to say that toxic fans are just idiots, fangirls, and scheming bitches?
Who the hell has such a handsome bastard?
I saw some people at the scene defending Ning Kong, saying she was incredibly capable on the spot, but she thought that was an exaggeration.
Looking back now, those people clearly didn't know how to write copy.
The girl wearing glasses, sitting in the first row of the audience, was taking pictures with a camera in her hand. Under her mask, her cheekbones were slightly raised...
Kashapa had just been provoked, and now he took the initiative, using almost all of his best skills.
The most difficult part of street dance is the free improvisation of movements, especially the high requirements for body coordination and joint control.
At least Kashapa did a short jump. Shang Ning cursed under her breath. She rubbed her wrist. She knew the movements, but she really couldn't guarantee how flexible her body was.
He Zhiyan frowned even more deeply, as if he wanted to ask the production team if it was almost time for a break.
Qin Wei leaned back in his chair and looked at Kashapa. "He used some of the most difficult moves in street dance. This time it's going to be tough."
Jin Yining knew this, of course. Although his dancing was mediocre, the difficulty of his moves was still evident.
"Can you win?" Jin Yining suddenly asked.
"I can't guarantee I can keep up, but given the current situation, even if he makes a move from below, he should be able to handle it." Qin Wei is an excellent dancer, a true master of both singing and dancing, so his answer basically explains the current situation.
Even if this person is Shang Ning, the fact that she is in Ning Kong's body means that she is limited by her innate conditions.
Jin Yining clenched his fist and placed it to his lips. How could he win a match that was destined to be lost?
As Kashapa made her last move, a light suddenly flashed before Shang Ning's eyes. She abruptly closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly. When she opened her eyes, Kashapa had already finished dancing and was now challenging her.
Xia You watched her smugly from the side, waiting for her to respond.
"Xia You, this is a competition venue, not a place for you to fool around." He Zhiyan went over and grabbed Xia You. "Don't continue to embarrass yourself here. Have you thought about your parents? Have you thought about Peking University?"
"What, are you afraid she won't dare to compete?" Xia You directly shook off He Zhiyan's hand. "Look carefully, this woman is not Shang Ning at all. Who is Shang Ning? What is she?"
Shang Ning took a deep breath and clenched her fists. These words felt like a slap across her face.
What is Shangning?
"Have you made enough of a scene? The show is about to start recording, and now you're..."
Before He Zhiyan could finish speaking, a very rhythmic piece of music suddenly started playing in the studio, and Jin Yining placed her phone, which was playing music, on the table.
Shang Ning looked over, and Jin Yining slightly curled her lips but said nothing.
Shang Ning raised an eyebrow slightly. She understood what He Zhiyan meant: he didn't want her to lose too badly, so he wanted the match to be stopped.
But that's called admitting defeat.
Jin Yining has given her the battle song, and is just waiting for her to take the stage.
Regardless of winning or losing, let's give it a shot first.
Shang Ning pressed down on her wrists, stretched her muscles, and rotated her neck. Then, under the eager gazes of those waiting to see her make a fool of herself, she began to begin, keeping to the beat...
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