Ghost step dance is a first-class dance technique, and it is called the two basic dance skills together with social dance. Social dance trains the upper limbs, and ghost step dance trains the lower limbs. The first step of the dance is to practice the basics, and ghost step dance and social dance are one of them.

If you can dance, you will have no worries; if you can understand both, you will be gifted.

When jumping, the legs are flexible, fast and powerful, and at the same time, there are "after-images" corresponding to the social flower-waving hands. A small one can have three after-images, and a large one can have six after-images. When jumping to the extreme, the six after-images flicker, and the viewing quality is even comparable to that of the third-level dance.

Skills.

"Three afterimages are not bad."

At the viewing platform, Lin Tianzhu smiled and nodded. The more outstanding these juniors were, the more pleased he felt.

"Who is he fighting against?"

"Lin Gan, son of Lin Ku..." the great elder next to him replied in a low voice.

"Queer..."

Lin Tianzhu was stunned, with some memories flashing in his old eyes, looking for that figure in the audience.

At this time, on the stage, the leaping Lin DaDao was gradually breathing heavily, and his wavy fat flesh with strange beauty became heavy.

Because Mu Su didn't move at all, strange conversations gradually began to sound in the audience.

On the side, Zitansu clenched her hands, her little face full of worry.

The referee Lin Shengdun on the sidelines frowned. If Lin Gan didn't move again, he would be sentenced to a loss.

Amid the anxious, concerned, or eager comments, the stage finally changed.

Mu Su suddenly squatted down slightly, spread out his hands on his chest, and sang softly:

"Listen to me and thank you. Because of you, the four seasons are warm~"

A smile appeared on Lin Zitan's delicate face. In the audience, Lin Ku's clenched fists under his sleeves gradually loosened...

The slightly childish singing echoed over the dance floor.

"Is this why you invited me here?" The head of the Chai family stroked his long beard: "Although I am still young, I have already seen music theory... and this dance step is unheard of..."

The head of the Chai family suddenly stopped and said in surprise: "Could it be that he created his own dance skills!"

Lin Tianzhu chuckled like an old fox but said nothing.

He shook his head and said with a smile: "You have a Qilin son in your family. You may be able to see this kid on stage at this year's dance competition."

Lin Tianzhu nodded first, but then remembered the failure many years ago. That failure caused him to lose his son who was at the peak of his talent, and also interrupted his extravagant hopes.

Will it be different this time...?

"I'll give you a little heart and a flower~"

The duel on the stage is coming to an end. Lin Gan's aura is endless, and although Lin Dadao has more visual impact when dancing due to his size, his endurance is a flaw that cannot be ignored.

"No... no more fighting!"

I saw Lin Dadao stop panting, sweat dripping like raindrops, and out of breath: "If this continues, I won't be able to dance before you finish singing... You win!"

With his joy for the younger generation melting away, Lin Shengdun came to the stage and announced: "Lin Gan vs. Lin Dadao, Lin Gan wins!"

As soon as Lin Shengton finished speaking, there was a loud round of applause and cheers in the trial hall.

Everyone could see that Lin Gan was "taking some tricks".

But no one will criticize this kind of trickery, because it is the wanton release of talent!

"Brother Gan, can you teach me to sing this song?" Lin Dadao grinned.

Mu Su stopped: "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

When Lin Dadao heard this, he handed over his hands seriously: "My Dadao is convinced that I have lost!"

In the audience, Lin Gong felt that this scene was full of déjà vu, and a hint of haze flashed through his cold eyes...

"With your virtues and talents, I'm afraid your Lin family will have to ride the wind..."

When the head of the Chai family saw this, he couldn't help but be envious. He didn't see Lin Tianzhu next to him like an old fox, smiling so hard that he could hardly see his eyes.

"Brother Lin Gan, that's awesome!"

Looking at Mu Su walking back to his seat, Lin Zitan gave him a thumbs up.

In the field, after Mu Su's competition ended, new competitions began one after another. But after all, it was a dance competition between juniors. The shock after the singer appeared in the first performance made people less interested in the subsequent competitions and dance competitions, and the cameras frequently took pictures.

But as the game progressed, the atmosphere gradually heated up, and the focus of the camera returned to the stage.

The four games are over, and it will be Lin Zitan's turn next.

"Brother Gan, it's my turn."

Mu Su high-fived Zitan and watched her step onto the stage.

"Lin Zitan."

Lin Zitan is still young, but her slim figure can already tell that she is a beauty.

The audience's attention, which had been slackened by the last boring and fierce battle, regrouped, making the atmosphere in the dance hall as lively as when Lin Gan won.

"Lin Gong."

Lin Gong, who unexpectedly became Lin Zitan's opponent, replied: "Lin Zitan, I will tell you next, how big the gap is between us!"

Clinton raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not stop the scene. He announced as before: "The competition has begun."

After the words fell, Lin Hong's originally lazy face turned cold, and he twisted his waist and hips as he said.

Lin Zitan's slender legs spread out in a social pose.

If Lin Zitan's society is like a gurgling clear spring, exuding the vitality called youth, in contrast, Lin Hong is as quiet as a virgin and moves like a rabbit, full of power and rhythm every time he stops.

The social turmoil of young girls is certainly pleasing to the eye, but anyone can see that Lin Zitan is at a disadvantage.

Lin Zitan was not willing to be at a disadvantage at the beginning of the dance, and followed Lin Gong to swing.

"Oops, Zitan has fallen into Lin Gong's rhythm."

Lin Ku suddenly shouted in a low voice. After all, Lin Gong was at the seventh level of body training, and Lin Zitan, who was only at the second level, couldn't keep up with Lin Gong's pace.

Already aware of this, Lin Zitan was about to admit defeat when Lin Gong suddenly raised his arms above his head, touching his wrists in a fancy gesture!

There was an uproar in the dance floor. Because increasing the intensity when your opponent is about to lose means... humiliation!

Lin Zitan's eyes were filled with mist, she bit her pink lips lightly, and looked at Lin Gong unwillingly and turned up her flowery hands.

One turn...two turns...three turns...each wonderful turn of the wrist and palm was like a giant hammer hitting Lin Zitan's heart.

Four turns...five turns!

The audience gradually became surprised at Lin Gong's shamelessness.

If the after-image strength of the ghost step dance is a small after-image, and a big one is six after-images, then the society's hand-shaking strength is also a small one after three turns, and a big one after six turns. Especially when looking at Lin Gong's hands like lotus,

It's perfectly round and doesn't seem to have any backlash at all.

"There is one, you Lin Tianzhu really didn't hold it in when you invited us here." The head of the Chai family snorted coldly, feeling depressed when he thought of the unfulfilling younger generations in the family.

...six turns!

At this moment, the pretty and pale Lin Zitan fell down and collapsed on the stage exhausted.

To the regret of the audience and the media, Lin Gong's hand was scattered and stopped at six turns.

Lin Zitan bit her lip and said in confusion: "Why are you doing this..."

Lin Gong suddenly jumped up, landed on his hands and knees at the same time, swung his hips, and continued the competition...and humiliation with his butt-shaking dance.

Because Lin Zitan did not admit defeat, Lin Shengton had no choice but to continue the dance competition.
Chapter completed!