Chapter 81 What kind of dance is the cheap dance



Chapter 81 What kind of dance is the cheap dance

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

【!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!】

【No way! No way! ! ! !】

[Mom!!! Did the couple I'm a fan of just get called out?!?]

【HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA】

Help!

[A fight has broken out! These two men are fighting!]

[Sister Yang is going to win this herself? So exciting!!!]

【Hurry up! I want to see it! ! !】

"Su, Su Boer..."

Xiao He swallowed and turned to look at Su Yangyang's expression.

Su Yangyang had no expression.

Not only that, he was rolling up his sleeves and asking, "Rice cooker, right?"

Good god, I didn’t hear the sign in front of me at all! !

In front of the screen.

Bo Xi: “…”

She slowly turned her head and looked at Bo Silin.

You just want to make the world chaotic, right?

"Do you know that the people in your studio don't have much hair left?" Bo Xi asked.

Bo Silin frowned, "Aren't they bald since birth?"

“…”

Bo Silin Studio.

At this moment, a roar broke out.

Seeing that the trending search "Bo Silin personally came out to support the couple" had already squeezed to the top of the Weibo rankings, and was followed by a red word "explosion", several people collapsed to the ground.

“Oh my god!!!”

"If I'm wrong, please send me away!"

"Don't send me to Bo Silin's studio and then let Bo Silin send me away!!!"

——

Qiu Ye had a look of humiliation on his face, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, then began to announce the rules of the game.

"Next up is—the talent show!"

Talent?

[Oh wow, does Sister Yang have any talent? ]

[Luo Feifei does have one, and she seems to be from a music school, right?]

[Feng Xuege, too. If he goes up and starts fencing, is there any chance he won't win?]

[Who says our Sister Yang has no talent! Our Sister Yang can kill snakes!]

[Fuck... I'm just afraid she'll kill the snake...]

【I don’t know what the scoring criteria are? 】

[To be honest, Luo Feifei's cello is amazing, I want to listen to it]

"For this talent show, we're using an audience voting system!"

"Next, the logos of the three teams will appear in the live broadcast room. Please rate them after watching their performances. There will be two rounds, with one team member participating in each round. Let's begin now!"

Two wheels?

Su Yangyang frowned.

In other words, it requires two people with talents...

She turned and looked at Xiao He.

"I, I, I don't have any!" Xiao He said, "My only talent is peeling walnuts very quickly... does that count?"

[Xiao He, ask yourself, does this count? ]

[Hahahahahahahaha that’s enough, next one]

Tian Tian bit her lip and said, "I can dance, but..."

Her voice gradually became quieter. "She has the same style as Su Ling. If we compete, I definitely can't compare to her popularity."

Su Ling has been learning dancing and piano since she was a child, and she can dance basically whenever she is performing a talent show.

As one of the former fans, Tian Tian is very clear about this.

Su Yangyang nodded: "Okay, I'll go."

"Sister Yang?!" Xiao He trembled, "You...you...what are you doing?"

[Xiao He, be tough and don't shake]

[I vaguely remember Sister Yang mentioning her talent. If I remember correctly...]

[Murder? ??? I remember it!!! Holy shit! Isn't this bad?]

[Sister Yang will tell you next: I can kill snakes, build houses, catch rabbits, and choke Bo Silin to death. Which one do you want to see?]

[God damn, choking Bo Silin to death, so should we add another one who can run a gas station? ]

[Sister Yang: I don’t have any other talents, so I’ll show you how confident I am.]

Su Yangyang said, "I can sword dance."

ah?

"What kind of dance is the mean dance?" Xiao He asked.

Just dance casually and provoke the other person in a mean way?

"I understand!" Xiao He nodded. "We need to rely on this mean dance to project a disdainful air about our opponents, boost our team's prestige, and then place our bets on the second round to pull off a comeback! Sister Yang, am I correct?"

Your analysis is good, but a little weird.

[I feel like you two are not saying the same word?]

Su Yangyang also frowned.

At this moment, the watch suddenly lit up.

It was Bo Silin who sent the message.

Su Yangyang immediately lowered her head and clicked it.

There are only two words - chaos.

Mess around?

Su Yangyang began to think.

In other words, just take it completely by surprise and mess around, maybe it will gain more popularity?

Yes, although this soldier is delicate, he is the smartest.

This time, just believe him!

[Su Yangyang, your expression is very dangerous...]

To be honest, my family, I'm a little scared.

[Isn't it something like breathing fire or swallowing swords?]

[I feel that the technical difficulty is a bit high, and it should be difficult to implement? 】

In front of the screen, Bo Silin frowned and fiddled with his watch.

"Bo Xi, your product is not good. How come you edited a lot but only sent out two words?"

He handed it over.

Bo Xi took a look.

The screen reads—

"Random actions are absolutely not allowed, but sword dance is allowed."

"This is just a page showing two words. You need to press down to see them appear." Bo Xi pressed a key.

The following content will come out slowly.

"But have you sent it out just now?" Bo Xi took a look and was suddenly shocked.

The two of them suddenly felt horrified.

Staring at each other fiercely.

"Hurry up!!!!" Bo Xi yelled, "Hurry up and post the following content!!! How could she possibly know she had to scroll down???!!!"

Bo Silin moved quickly and started editing.

However, Qiu Ye was faster.

"Who's the first group? Hurry up!" Qiu Ye said, covering his face. "I'm in a hurry to go back and apply ice."

Su Yangyang let go of her hand, pulled a strong man and walked forward.

Bo Xi: "It's over! Bo Silin! Look at what you've done!"

Bo Silin's face turned black.

The two held their breath and stared at the screen.

There is only outgoing air, no incoming air.

On the screen, the first group of guests are in the mall.

It’s Luo Feifei.

Luo Feifei had already brought her cello and sat in the venue. Soon, melodious cello sounds could be heard.

【666666】

[I've already brought my props. If this isn't royalty, who is?]

[Okay, stop competing. I declare you first, okay?]

[Isn't she already talented? Can't she show it off? Some people are really jealous!]

If you have what it takes, why don't you apply to a prestigious music school? This is so sour, even passersby can't stand it!

After the first round, Feng Xuege's team sent out a basketball enthusiast who performed well on the court and received a lot of applause and praise.

It's the third group's turn.

Xiao He and the others were as pale as paper, not wanting to face the world——

Just now, after Su Yangyang came close to tell them what performance their group was about to give, he had already forgotten what breathing was.

Tian Tian is the same.

The two turned around silently without saying a word.

【Family, here she comes! She’s here!】

【She came with a strong man? 】

Why a strong man? Performing a physical feat?

I'm a little hesitant to look at what's going on. Could it be a duet?

(End of this chapter)

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