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Chapter 517: Who is in control of the ups and downs: Provoke me again and again

The little boy is about 7-8 years old, wearing a casual red T-shirt, loose European-style jeans, and a black scarf with red paint on his head.

The little boy follows the rhythm and dances his little body

One hand supports, the other hand hangs in the air for balance, the slender legs are crossed, and the standard one-word opening is

His movements are crisp and neat, and he is very handsome.

"Wow...handsome..." Amidst the bursts of applause, I completely abandoned my heavy mood and put down the kitten in my arms. Regardless of my image as a girl, I blew a whistle for the little girl.

boy cheering

The little boy seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly retracted his movements amid the hottest singing.

He gasped for air, stood up with his sweaty body, walked up to me, pointed his middle finger to the ground in a naughty manner,

Amid the crowd's unhappy shouts, the little boy stopped because he despised me.

"Little girl, don't you remember your man and me?" As soon as the little boy said this, everyone was shocked.

"Yan! Don't make trouble." A young man in the dance troupe who must be the captain ran up and grabbed the little boy who was about to punch me in the face.

"Classmate, I'm sorry! That's what Yan is like." The captain smiled awkwardly at me. He looked about twenty years old, and his loose clothes made him look a bit fat.

Inflammation!! Wait...

Pei Yan! That kid who laughed at me on the commercial street and said he would allow me to be his woman!

Hahaha... just in time, today I will avenge my two arrows. You dare to provoke me again and again.

But, my hand... Han Yin is not here, and Darius doesn't know that I can't dance hip-hop.

Thinking about it, I had an evil idea in my mind

"Pei Yan..." Pei Yan, who was pulled down by the captain, was stopped by me.

When everyone focused their attention on me, I stretched my chin slightly and looked down at Pei Yan, who was a head shorter than me.

I stretched out my right hand and faced the arrogant and domineering little boy. After thinking about it, I snapped my fingers and raised the corners of my mouth in disdain.

Bastard, I, Han Qing, have danced all over the top and am an invincible hand. I am also known as Wudie. What kind of bullshit is there?

"Qing'er, you can't dance!" I was feeling proud when Darius came up and poured a plate of cold water on me, which completely extinguished my burning fire.

But how does he know that I can't dance hip-hop?


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