Amid the hustle and bustle that shook the venue, Musu stepped onto the stage with his head held high.
The dancer was sweating profusely, and when Fang wanted to say something, the referee who stood between the two of them quickly backed away.
"start!"
Musu:?3?1?3?8?3?6?3?5?3?1
Turn over on the spot and finish in one go.
When the dancer's mind goes blank, he subconsciously performs the same action, taking off on the spot:?3?1?3?8?3?6
squeak——dong——
The dancer's feet slipped due to sweat, and the dancer who only turned 180 degrees and landed on her head fell down. The medical staff ran onto the stage with a stretcher and carried the fainted dancer away.
"Seventy-seven consecutive wins!"
On the second floor, Lin Tianmei, who was leaning on the handrail, chuckled.
"Good luck."
The obese assistant quickly said: "This player is in a bad mood and is so scared that his feet slip. If it were me..."
"What if you only have 90 degrees?"
The obese assistant flattered and echoed: "Oh, yes, yes..."
On the screen, the seventy-eighth game begins.
Accompanied by melodious and soothing string music, Mu Su stepped onto the stage playing the violin.
"Human beings have three major desires: appetite and sleep. All happiness comes from this, and all pain comes from this." Mu Su tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and walked towards his opponent with compassion.
"Because we need joy to spice up our lives, and dance. In real life, there are people who persistently pursue this kind of pleasure."
Mu Su kept playing the violin and danced around the stiff dancers.
"We usually call this kind of person...a dancer."
thump--
The audience was speechless as the dancer suddenly fell down. The referee stepped forward to check his condition and raised his hand to declare Mu Su the winner.
"Seventy-eight consecutive wins!"
The silent venue suddenly returned to excitement.
Mu Su threw away his violin, walked off the stage, and high-fived Lin Zitan, who was carrying a tape recorder.
"Violation! This is a violation!" the fat assistant pointed at the screen and shouted excitedly, joining the din of the banquet downstairs.
His anger was not because he had just bought Lin Gan to stop his eighty-game winning streak.
"This is not a violation! This is not a violation!" The narrator shouted passionately from the screen: "The music copyright website shows that Lin Gan registered the copyright of the song a few hours ago. He is a dancer! He is also a singer!"
"Singing and dancing weekend? Interesting..." Lin Tianmei's lips curved in a deep arc.
The fat assistant's face changed quickly: "Brother Lin, it is a blessing that this boy has cultivated for eight lifetimes to be appreciated by you. Don't worry, I will ask my subordinates to recruit him into your dance troupe."
Lin Tianmei was noncommittal and looked at the boy on the screen who set a new record.
Mu Su raised his head at this moment, as if he was looking at Lin Tianmei off the screen, sneered arrogantly, and passed his hand across his neck.
"Lin Tianmei, wait for me!"
Lin Tianmei's smile disappeared.
The obese assistant jumped to his feet and cursed angrily, then approached and asked: "Brother Lin, this kid is so disrespectful, should we teach him a lesson..."
"Am I this kind of person?"
"Of course you are not..."
The fat assistant broke into a cold sweat, and at this moment, cheers rang out again.
"Seventy-nine consecutive wins! Seventy-nine consecutive wins! And player Lin Gan once again broke Lin Tianmei's record of defeating a player in 7 seconds! It was an unprecedented 3 seconds, and it may be unprecedented! We see the rising star is
Rise up! He created history! This is an unprecedented miracle! Not even Lin Tianmei can do it!"
Lin Tianmei frowned slightly.
"The best dance club in the world is already in such a state of decline? This kind of thing can also enter the audition..." The fat assistant cursed, but Lin Tianmei's eyebrows did not relax.
"Although Lin Gan challenged Lin Tianmei, who said he would definitely fail -"
Suddenly hearing the commentator's passionate shouts, the obese assistant suddenly understood and quietly retreated with the phone in hand.
"Maybe we will see him replace Lin Tianmei soon - but I think young people should be restrained and avoid arrogance and impetuosity. This Lin's sense is too sharp, and it is easy to break if he is too strong..."
The obese assistant quietly returned to Lin Tianmei: "Brother Lin, do we want the coquettish prince in the dance troupe to snipe him?"
Lin Tianmei said nothing, but the fat assistant understood.
"I see……"
…
"Pinch you, pinch you, pinch you!"
Looking at the chaos on the ground, the referee stepped forward in embarrassment: "Player Lin Gan, I suggest you stop this behavior."
"Why, did I violate the rules?!" Mu Su, who was lying on his side with his opponent's waist between his legs, raised his head and asked.
"No, it's your actions that are offensive. Our program is broadcast live across the country."
"Then I don't care, he didn't admit defeat! I'll pinch you, pinch you, pinch you!"
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat - lose."
The dancer, whose face and neck were covered with vomit, quickly surrendered.
Mu Su climbed up and raised his hands.
"Eighty consecutive wins!"
Mu Su jumped back to the stage and took a sip of the sponsor's soda given by Lin Zitan. When he came to the stage again, he saw a charming young man standing opposite.
"The coquettish prince...?"
Under the ring, Maiko exclaimed: "How come I met a quasi-seeded contestant in the audition!"
"The coquettish prince?"
Mu Su turned his face, but heard the referee shout:
"start!"
After the words fell, the "Coquettish Prince" stamped his left foot on the ground, catching the shock and shaking his soft belly.
Mu Su was caught off guard, and as if he was hit hard, he stumbled backwards, with half of his foot on the edge of the stage. When he saw that he was about to lose, the referee suddenly rushed between the two, stopped the dance, and let a team of dancers dressed like dumplings
Rush onto the stage.
"Selling dumplings, selling dumplings, the dumplings in Fuguiyuan are fragrant and fresh, with thin skin and big fillings. They are so delicious~ We all love to eat them~ Dumplings Dumplings Fuguiyuan, dumplings, we only eat Fuguiyuan during the New Year-"
"
"This year during the festival, let's eat dumplings together! Smash them!"
"Brother Lin... Although we have people from the referees to the organizing committee, we have to listen to the sponsors' requests... They think that the ratings are highest and the effects are the best at this time, so we can only..."
The obese man explained with trepidation.
The dance competition continued, but the coquettish prince lost the opportunity. Musu was lucky enough to find a way to break the belly dance. He closed his eyes, broke away from the ripples, and took the opportunity to defeat him.
"Eighty-one consecutive wins! Lin Gan did it! He is unstoppable!!!" The commentator returned to his old ways.
Under the stage, a blush rose on Maiko's cheeks: "You miscellaneous fish... you're not doing a bad job~ Miscellaneous fish~ Miscellaneous fish~"
Lin Zitan gradually looked sideways, wondering why something wasn't right with this brother's friend...
"Lin Tianmei!"
On the stage, Mu Su, who had defeated a powerful enemy, shouted and raised his middle finger towards the camera.
The audience was in an uproar, and the referee quickly stepped forward to stop it, but Mu Su argued: "This is not an insulting gesture, it is the Finger of the Great Desolation Prisoner!"
"The Great Desolate Prisoner's Finger?"
"The Finger of the Great Wilderness Prisons the Heaven...Five fingers move the universe!" Mu Su raised his palm and pressed down one finger, "Four fingers break the sky!"
"Three fingers to destroy living things!"
All fingers are down except the raised middle finger.
The referee hesitated and stepped away, leaving Musu standing on the stage proudly wagging his middle finger.
On the second floor of the banquet, Lin Tianmei watched everything on the screen indifferently.
Mu Su's behavior really angered this man who was at the top of the dance world.
