Lin Ba's fat body makes ripples, similar to Lin Dadao, but more calm and powerful.
Lin Ku's body movements are rhythmic, swaying and dynamic, making people unbearable as they swing and shake their legs.
The two dancers competed fiercely, and it was hard to tell the difference for a while.
"Your strength?!"
Lin Ba kept up the frequency of belly dancing, and her heart was shaking as she looked at Lin Ku in horror.
"Juniors are competing in a competition, what are you going to do? Do you think my father and son are easy to bully?" Lin Xiao said calmly. Compared with Lin Ba, who was sweating on his forehead, he seemed to be more at ease.
In the martial arts hall, the invited guests also had shocked expressions on their faces. They knew Lin Ku more or less, and they also knew that he once stood on the stage of a dance competition and failed in one move, and then he became sluggish. If Lin Ku recovers... From now on, the Lin family
The strength will probably increase a lot.
The reporter felt that the trip was worthwhile and ordered the photographer to record this scene.
"enough!"
The scolding suddenly rang out, but Lin Tianzhu stood up from the table, his old face full of majesty, stood on tiptoes, tightened the arches of his feet, crossed his hands above his head, intervened in the dispute with the momentum of a swan dance, and jumped onto the stage dexterously.
The head of the family stopped, and Lin Ku and Lin Biao stopped at the same time.
But it’s more like a failure that can’t maintain its dancing posture under that domineering swan dance!
"The younger generations are having a clan competition and friends are present. It wouldn't be shameful for you two to show up and fight!"
Lin Tianzhu put down his posture and scolded the two of them, but he was really directed at Lin Ba.
The proud swan we saw before disappeared in an instant like a glimpse of the rainbow, and only the camera faithfully recorded everything.
Lin Ba hurriedly admitted his mistake, but Lin Tianzhu ignored him and hesitantly asked Lin Ku, who was standing upright: "Queer, your injury..."
"Not restored yet."
When Lin Tianzhu revealed his undisguised disappointment, he heard the voice continue to sound: "But the child has come out of that haze..."
"Okay... okay, okay!"
Of course, Lin Tianzhu knew the impact that paleness had on his once-genius son. He said hello three times in a row, his eyes turning red: "As a father, I will contact the best local orthopedic surgeon for you."
"Please also ask the head of the family to take back his life."
To Li Tianzhu's surprise, Lin Ku rejected him and patted Mu Su on the shoulder: "My family Gan'er is preparing to exchange the reward from this clan competition for my treatment."
"That's fine."
Lin Tianzhu nodded with pleasure and looked at Mu Su's loving expression. When he turned to Lin Ba and his son, he became disgusted and complicated: "Go to the ancestral hall to receive the punishment."
The pale-faced Lin Ba led the lost Lin Gong away, and Lin Tianzhu pulled Lin Ku away. The father and son had not had a long talk for a long time.
The storm cleared and the competition continued.
Washington declared Mu Su the winner and started the next game.
However, with Lin Gong's defeat, the championship is already certain.
The semi-finals ended and the finals began. When "Listen to me and say thank you" echoed on the stage again, Mu Su won the championship as expected, and the runner-up was a junior who was famous in the sixth level of physical training. He was quite capable, but it was hard to beat him as a singer.
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The accident happened in the next game. Lin Biao was so beaten by Mu Su that he lost his original intention and did not even get the third place, but ended up in fourth place.
This time the Lin family competed, some were happy and some were sad.
Lin Tianzhu is undoubtedly the happiest. As for the conflicts between the younger generations? In a few years when their minds mature, they will know how stupid it is to be young and energetic. What's more, if young people are not angry, are they still young?
Lin Ba and his son originally had the chance to win the first three games, but they lost everything by stealing the chicken.
In addition to the Lin family, the dynamic town TV station broadcasts news all day long. The Chai family is only jealous of their good relationship with the Lin family, while other family sects are worried about the rise of the Lin family.
The competition for resources creates an undercurrent in the dynamic town.
Target the Lin family, target Lin Ku, target Lin Gan, and target Lin Gong.
As for Lin Ku and his son at the center of the whirlpool...
…
"Are you proud of being number one in the clan competition?"
Lin Ku, who had moved to the inner courtyard of the Lin family, called Mu Su to the courtyard with a scrutinizing look.
"Don't be proud." Mu Su said without squinting.
The sound of the TV in the room suddenly gradually became louder: [...A few days ago, Lin Gan achieved the Lin Family Competition as a half-step singer at the sixth level of physical training, our reporter Wang Zhen reported...]
The sound of the TV quickly diminished to the point where it could be heard outside.
Lin Ku seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Are you really not proud to hear your name being so boasted about?"
"not at all."
In fact, Musu couldn't hold himself any longer.
Fat Breaking the Sky is certainly spiritually polluting, but it can barely be considered a fantasy background. Dance Breaking the Sky... If you dance to the extreme, the sky will be shattered and the sky will be shattered. But when two people dance against each other without any special effects, one party suddenly vomits blood...
Lin Ku didn't know what he was thinking, and his face was no longer tense: "Gan'er, remember I told you that dancers should be based on dance. Although you are halfway to the Great Perfection as a singer, don't be proud and complacent.
, you must know that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."
"Brother Ku..." Liu Yan walked out of the room and complained: "Gan'er finally got the first place in the clan competition, why don't you want him to be happy?"
Lin Ku smiled bitterly: "Yan'er, do you know that the clan leader intends to let Gan'er participate in the Baiwu War?"
"Is it the grand event named after the dance conference?" Liu Yan covered her lips lightly and looked at Mu Su with tears in her bright eyes: "Have our children finally been able to stand on that stage... If he is so cool, why do you want to suppress feelings?
Son?"
"In the Hundred Dances War, there are so many sects and families from countless regions, and there are countless geniuses like carps crossing the river. Gan'er is nothing among them, and..." A hint of gloom appeared on Lin Ku's face: "It is said that Lin Tianmei will participate in the Hundred Clans War.
.”
"Lin Tianmei..."
The couple who were talking looked at Gan'er who was suddenly filled with resentful whispers.
Lin Gan clenched his fists and dug his nails deeply into his flesh...
Of course, this is not Mu Su's role as a character, but the character's behavior that the system took over after Mu Su left the game.
In reality, Mu Su received the message on the bed.
Lina, who was in the Martian desert background, smiled sweetly: "Brother Su, do you miss me~"
Mu Su sneered: "I wonder why the old woman behaves like a coy virgin."
An oppressive silence suddenly enveloped both inside and outside the communication. Mu Su was proud and there was no crisis. Is it possible that Lina can fly back to the solar ring from Mars now——
The Martian desert background behind Lina suddenly blurred and changed, turning into fences, lawns, hills, and watered rocks.
The smile disappeared from Mu Su's face.
The expressionless Lina raised her palm outside the camera, and then a "ding dong" ringing sound came out.
Ding dong——
At the same time, the doorbell rang faintly from downstairs.
"The door is unlocked."
Shi Qi's calm voice came through the communication.
"Thanks."
Squeak——
The door is pushed open and communications are shut down.
Mu Su stared blankly at the communication with twinkling snowflakes, turned his head stiffly, and looked towards the silent corridor outside the half-closed door.
Everything here is quiet.
Mu Su stared outside the door for a long time, but saw no scary figure emerging. When he felt a little relaxed——
A face suddenly squeezed between the cracks in the door, looking at it with hatred.