genius dancer

The Zhonghai Computer City is full of all kinds of genuine, pirated and out-of-print game CDs.

It is said that in the CD-ROM market of Zhonghai Computer City, there are only things you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't buy.

Fan Shu wandered around here for a long time, but he still couldn't find the game he was interested in.

Walking into a game store again, the owner of the game store enthusiastically pointed to the CD in the center and introduced it to him.

"This hip-hop GO is a new game released this year. It's absolutely genuine, and the price is 100 yuan!"

Fan Shu glanced at it, secretly amused.

I just won the championship in hip-hop GO before going out, and I have been playing hip-hop GO for two years. What kind of new game is this?

Bored and bored, he didn't bother to pay attention to the treacherous boss, turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, the corner of his eye fell on the cabinet in the corner of the store.

Even with such a sweep, his gaze could no longer be taken away.

I saw a packing box casually thrown on the dusty cabinet.

"Free Dancer".

These four simple words gave Fan Shu an inexplicable impulse.

The cover of the game under the four large characters was covered in dust, so the ending movements of the dancers above could only be vaguely seen.

I don't know if it was cutting corners, but the dancer only has a black back, which contrasts with the dust on the cover, looking very downcast.

But it's such a simple cover that is full of fake flavor, but it makes Fan Shu feel a bit weird and mysterious.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the shadow dancer covered in dust stood on the top of the stage like a king, waiting for the cheers of the audience.

By accident, Fan Shu pointed to the box that had been dusty for a long time, and said with some hesitation.

"Boss... please show me that."

Hearing the sound, the boss looked back, but he didn't see the game disc that had been abandoned long ago. "Which one?"

"The 'free dancer' on the cabinet."

The boss frowned, "What free dancer?"

Seeing this, Fan Shu leaned forward and reached out on tiptoe to take the box.

This is a game disk that has been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, and the box is covered with dust.

Fan Shu was about to wipe off the dust on the packing box, but when he looked up, he saw the boss sticking out his thumbs and said with a smile, "Young man has eyes, this is the treasure of my shop!"

The treasure of the town store?

Fan Shu rolled his eyes, looking at the dusty box, feeling a little pained.

This is the first time I have seen such a treasure of the town store.

He looked at it for a while again, although the package of "Dance of Freedom" had a strong cottage atmosphere, but he was sure that he had never seen this game before.

It may also be a trick to sell dog meat, he thought in his heart.

"How much?" Thinking of this, Fan Shu asked calmly without raising his head.

"Hey, this game is very difficult to buy. It is not only durable but also has a certain collection value. If you like it, young man, I will charge you 100 yuan, which is not expensive at all!"

The boss narrowed his eyes and smiled.

100 yuan?

Just this copycat pirated game?

Fan Shu felt that the boss in front of him was really dark.

However, he didn't bother to haggle over the price, so he casually took out a red ticket from his body and handed it over.

"I bought this game."

Seeing the old man's head handed over by the young man in front of him, the black-hearted boss took the money with some astonishment.

"Really bought it?"

As he said that, he did not forget to hold the money in front of his eyes and waved it, thinking in his heart, could it be counterfeit money?

cut!
Holding the free dancer game, Fan Shu was too lazy to talk to the profiteer in front of him, turned around and left.

He just won the championship in hip-hop GO, and he is not short of money.

For a teenager who relies on games to chase his dreams, a hip-hop game that has never been played before, even if it is a pirated version, is still valuable.

Fan Shu is a hip-hop lover and the king of dancers in the street dance world, but this king of dancers only exists in the virtual game world.

In reality, he is weak and sick, not to mention hip-hop dancing, even physical examinations, he has been failing all year round.

I don't know whether it was God's favor or intentional torture, but Fan Shu, who was out of breath after running for two steps, had an excellent sense of rhythm.

This makes him very fond of hip-hop with a full sense of rhythm.

But every time he took to the street, he was greeted with ridicule and ridicule: "You still want to learn hip-hop with such a physique? Go home and do your homework obediently, boy!"

Since the reality cannot realize the ideal, the only way to find release is in hip-hop games.

Over the past few years, he has played almost all hip-hop games, but what he gets is more and more disappointment.

After all, no matter how powerful the fingers are, they cannot release the passion of youth.

When will you be able to dance your youth freely?

"I don't know what's new about this free dancer."

Along the way, Fan Shu hurried home.

In order to get home quickly, he walked directly through the park next to the computer city, and he could get home after passing this park.

But as soon as I walked into the park, I heard a very rhythmic "sexyback", faintly coming from not far away.

This Justin's song is a common hip-hop dance track, and it is also one of Fan Shu's favorite songs.

As soon as he heard the melody, he felt that all the cells in his body were jumping with the rhythm, so he couldn't help but stop and looked towards the source of the music.

Someone is dancing?

Fan Shu, who received the sympathy, stretched his fingers happily.

Not far away, a large circle of people surrounded the open space airtightly, and it looked very lively.

Fan Shu managed to squeeze in.

Pirate towels, baseball caps, canvas shoes, casual T-shirts and sweatpants, loud and enthusiastic music, all blended into the passion and publicity of hip-hop teenagers.

Approaching the crowd, Fan Shu was surprised to find that many street dancers present were schoolmates.

However, everyone who was enthusiastic at this time did not notice his existence, but cheered for the two young dancers in the crowd.

Following the strong rhythm of the scale, the two teenagers on the field continued to stagger their dance steps, releasing their passion to their heart's content.

What they dance is breaking, which is the most personal dance type, and it is also one of the most common dance types in fighting dance.

The boy in a white T-shirt is Fan Shu's classmate, Lynch who claims to be the little hip-hop prince.

However, he doesn't think Lynch is a little prince. In his opinion, Lynch's hip-hop is only average compared to that in the game.

And the black-clothed boy who was fighting with Lynch had a lot more personality than Lynch in terms of attire.

Earrings, a fisherman hat, and a pair of sunglasses on his face, it looks very cool.

Although the boy in black was wearing sunglasses, Fan Shu still recognized him.

The little bully in the school, He Jiatang.

It's just that he didn't understand why Lynch would dance with He Jiatang, and Lynch was still alone, but there were seven or eight buddies behind He Jiatang.

As the rhythm of the music became louder and louder, He Jiatang on the field made a beautiful sliding step, and after making several very wild moves one after another, he suddenly put all the support points of his body on his head and stood upside down .

This somewhat wild action also has an extremely wild name called Beast Bike.

It's just that under normal circumstances, very few people perform such extremely dangerous moves during fighting dances.

Such a cool action naturally attracted bursts of cheers and applause.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fan Shu was envious.

If this is in the game, it will not be difficult for him.

But in reality, it is difficult for him to complete this action.

Amid the cheers, the cycling action ended.

He Jiatang whistled arrogantly and challenged Lynch.

"How about it, if you can't do more difficult moves, just admit defeat obediently."

Fan Shu frowned at He Jiatang's provocation, and Dou Wu showed that he was not wrong, but doing so was clearly trying to make things difficult for Lynch.

Lynch hesitated for a moment, and followed the rhythm again.

He understands that now only by making a crazier move can he completely retaliate.

Watching Lynch's constantly changing movements, Fan Shu, who is very familiar with street dancing, immediately realized that something was wrong.

This is a giant swing, Lynch wants to do a giant swing!
He has seen many failure examples of giant swings in online videos. Once this kind of movement is wrong, the nose will be bruised and the face will be swollen, and the severe one will hurt the muscles and bones.

And Lynch was obviously a little impulsive at the moment, and his blood was on his head.

The pace of preparation seems to be extremely hasty, and this kind of state makes a big loop, which is simply courting death.

Seeing that he was about to make a dangerous move, Fan Shu's heart tightened, and he subconsciously yelled at him.

"Lynch, stop!"

This shout not only interrupted his rhythm, but also pulled him back from his previous recklessness.

The atmosphere that was about to reach a climax suddenly stopped for no reason at this moment, and everyone looked at Fan Shu in surprise.

As for Lynch, who was stopped by his shout, his mind went blank at this moment. Thinking that he almost did a giant slalom that he had never done before, his legs were faintly weak.

"Do you know the rules, kid? Who told you to stop?" After a while, everyone came back to their senses, and the original excitement was disrupted, and the group behind He Jiatang booed dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, isn't this Fan Shu? Why do you want to dance street dance too?"

He Jiatang noticed Fan Shu in front of the crowd, and immediately showed a calm expression on his face.

Originally, that boy Lynch was about to be driven to his own death by himself, but he was rescued by this guy by accident. Thinking of this, he sneered with sarcasm on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to disturb, but Lynch's actions just now were too dangerous and could easily be injured."

As a hip-hop lover, Fan Shu certainly knew that what he did just now was wrong, and in the face of everyone's dissatisfaction, he could only apologize.

But even though he apologized, He Jiatang and the others did not intend to forgive him for it.

He Jiatang has long been dissatisfied with this emaciated guy who has the title of King of Dance.

Hmph, weak chickens are also worthy of being kings?

Immediately, he smiled maliciously, "Oh? It seems that you know a lot. Now that you're here, let's play a little trick for us."

Seeing He Jiatang's smile, Fan Shu knew that it would be no good to stay any longer, so he shook his head.

"No, I can't dance." Then, he turned around and called Lynch: "Let's go."

Seeing Lynch's intention to retreat, He Jiatang snorted coldly, and several companions behind him stepped forward one after another.

"You want to leave after disturbing my interest?"

Everyone surrounded Fan Shu and Lynch.

"He Jiatang, what do you want to do?"

Lynch looked at He Jiatang with dissatisfaction. He had never heard of a situation where he refused to let people go after a dance fight. Even if they were wronged today, this guy's actions were too much.

"The song is not over yet, so you want to leave?"

Seeing that He Jiatang was still in a state of reluctance, Lynch gritted his teeth and planned to play again to complete the rest.

As soon as he moved, he suddenly felt a numbness in his right leg, and then his face changed drastically, "My foot is twisted..."

"Giant swing is very dangerous. You just finished the preparation and you are already injured." Fan Shu stepped forward to support Lynch, and turned to He Jiatang, "Linqi's foot has been twisted. You have won this dance fight."

"Oh? Lynch, do you admit that you lost?"

He Jiatang looked at Lynch playfully, and laughed wantonly, "Then you admit that you are inferior to girls?"

"You!" Lynch gritted his teeth, and was about to go on stage injured. Letting him yell this in public was worse than killing him.

Before the two danced together, the winner was the opponent, and they had to admit in public that they were inferior to girls.

"Lynch!" Fan Shu pulled his arm and shook his head.

Seeing that Fan Shu repeatedly spoiled his good deeds, He Jiatang sneered, and then suddenly pointed the finger at the thin young man in front of him.

"Fan Shu, since Lynch is injured, it's better...you can dance with me for him."