Chapter 874 A Magical Space Dance That Shatters Imagination, A Frustrated and Regretful Foreign Reporter (2/2)



At the same time, keep your eyes fixed on the other person's footsteps.

But I still can't figure out how he makes these dance moves.

"Wang Yueheng can actually breakdance?"

"Why didn't we see him show off before?"

The other host, Hu Quan, also exclaimed in surprise with wide eyes.

If no one tells him who is performing on stage.

I would never have associated this with Wang Yueheng.

They might actually mistake the other person for a foreign singer with incredible dance talent!

"Holy crap, what kind of weird dance is this?"

"It feels like traveling in space!"

"This dance move isn't actually difficult, but most people would never think of it..."

"You can do this move by simply placing one foot on the ground and sliding the other foot backward like an oar!"

"This is the simplest, yet most classic, design of all of Wang Yueheng's moves!"

The live broadcast room on the official website of Hunan TV.

When tens of millions of viewers witnessed Wang Yueheng's mesmerizing dance moves on stage, it caused another sensation.

Many people even stood up from their chairs or while holding their phones, trying to imitate this backward drifting moonwalk move.

After some attempts, I found that what seemed like a simple action was actually quite difficult to imitate.

"Billie Jean is not my lover"

"Billie Jean is not my lover~"

(Billy Jane is not my lover)

After a gliding motion with moonwalk steps, Wang Yueheng, microphone in hand, returned to the center of the stage with unrestrained and free-spirited dance steps.

As he hummed the same song over and over again, the lights gradually dimmed once more.

Until he, wearing a top hat and sunglasses, was completely hidden in the darkness.

It disappeared along with the singing and drumming.

"Splash!"

Ah~~~

"So handsome!"

The audience members, who were already in their seats, excitedly applauded the stage.

The professional judges and contestants sitting on both sides also stood up and applauded.

We express our respect for Wang Yueheng's unique and classic performance, which exceeded everyone's expectations.

Even those foreign journalists who came with ulterior motives.

They all had no choice but to stand up, clapping their hands with expressions of amazement.

The female reporter from NNC News even felt a slight sense of disappointment.

If only the person on stage were actually an American singer!

Even a Black rapper would be fine...

He's definitely America's next international superstar!

Compared to domestic audiences in China.

These foreigners are better able to appreciate the value and appeal of Wang Yueheng's English R&B track.

In the Western music scene, they'd dominate the Billboard charts in no time!

Whether it's her singing skills, musical style, or her unrestrained and enchanting dance moves.

This has a tremendous impact on every European and American who pursues individuality and prides themselves on independence.

Even the reporters' initial intention to continue smearing Wang Yueheng gradually wavered because of this performance.

"God, what have I missed?!"

"I was the first person to interview him, but I kept focusing on the scallion pancake in his hand!"

"Oh no, I'm going to get fired by headquarters when I get back to China!"

AFP reporter Eric was now utterly frustrated as he stared at the stage that had just fallen silent.

I was clearly the first reporter to encounter Wang Yueheng outside the venue, and I unexpectedly interviewed him.

The conversation turned out to consist entirely of talking about hand-pulled pancakes and the lady selling them.

Furthermore, the other party posted their monthly income of one million euros and proactively mentioned Jackie Chan and the French Museum.

They didn't even realize that the person standing in front of them was Wang Yueheng, who had come to participate in the competition!

If headquarters found out that I had made such an idiotic mistake...

Don't mention promotions or raises.

I'd be lucky if I wasn't sent to Syria or Ukraine as a war correspondent and killed off!

Eric, who had been trying to find an opportunity to smear the Dragon Kingdom, put his hands to his head and suddenly felt a wave of despair and suffocation.

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