genius dancer

Fan Shu raised his head, but saw pairs of eyes staring at him firmly.

This kind of silent attention really makes people a little nervous.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, but the self-confidence cultivated in the hip-hop GO game and the sweat he put in after his rebirth calmed him down.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Shu suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, and suddenly pointed to the sky with one hand.

This finger seemed to have pierced a hole in the entire venue, and even broke the silent silence.

"it is good!"

A shout from someone unknown detonated the entire gymnasium like a fuse, and the thunderous applause seemed to overturn the entire gymnasium.

"Fan Shu, it's great, especially the giant loop floor at the end, which made everyone look stupid."

Lynch couldn't contain his excitement, as if seeing the birth of a legend, he ran up to him excitedly and hugged him.

Fan Shu smiled slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

"Fortunately not humiliated!"

Lynch looked at him excitedly and shouted.

"This time you have completely become famous in one battle! Look at the cheers and applause everyone gave you!"

"The dance steps just now, even ten He Jiatangs can't compare with you, it's a complete victory!"

"Complete victory! Complete victory!"

As if to prove to the teenager, the slogan of "Winning" sounded in the gymnasium.

Although he wanted to remain calm, the cheers around him and the joy deep in his heart still made his delicate face show a sincere smile.

"Winning for what? You are not referees, Shen Lan has to say it!" He Jiatang yelled unwillingly.

Surprised Shen Lan finally came to her senses, ignored He Jiatang's yelling, she went straight to Fan Shu, showing a faint smile: "Your hip-hop dance just now was perfect, you are the one who won."

Looking at the smiling face, Fan Shu smiled sincerely: "Thank you..."

"You don't need to thank me, this is the result of your hard work."

The beauty's scorching eyes made Fan Shu smile shyly, and scratched his head involuntarily.

It's still the same as before.

Looking at the nervous boy in front of her, Shen Lan shook her head and chuckled, but was immediately attracted by the black ring on the finger that was scratching her head.

This is?

For some reason, she felt that the undecorated black ring, with a sense of familiarity, seemed to be a status ring representing the dancer's honor.

The difference is that the appearance of that ring is too ordinary.

"What is your ring?"

Thinking of this, Shen Lan couldn't help asking.

"ring?"

Only then did Fan Shu realize that those bright eyes were staring at his finger, to be precise, it was the free dancer ring on his finger.

"This is it."

As Shen Lan said, she leaned forward.

"Oh... it's mine."

Having a close contact with the goddess, Fan Shu felt a little distracted.

"I know it's yours. I just want to ask where you got this ring from?"

Do you want to tell the truth?
Fan Shu's head turned quickly. He didn't want to deceive Shen Lan, but he didn't know how to explain it.

Could it be that he bought a pirated game disc, activated a high-tech dance instrument, and came with an identity ring as a gift?
But isn't such a rhetoric too far-fetched?
Maybe it will make Shen Lan think that he is lying to her.

"This, this is bought." He replied casually.

bought?

Some of the identity rings that represent the honor of dancers are sold?
Although the ring looked like a simple black iron ring, but the sixth sense unique to women made Shen Lan feel that this ring was definitely not that simple.

"Let's go, I'm happy today, I invite you to have a big meal!"

Before Shen Lan could ask another question, Lynch came over suddenly, looked at him enthusiastically and said.

"Let me invite you. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for training with me these few days." Fan Shu said very politely.

"Obviously you used the big loop to vent your anger on me, so go away, you didn't see Ruhua from Class [-] electric discharge at you, be careful that she eats you."

This……

When Fan Shu turned his head, he saw a girl with thick eyebrows and broad eyes excitedly rushing towards him among a group of classmates.

"Thank you for being the referee, I...I'll go first."

Seeing that classmate Ru Hua was getting closer and closer to him, Fan Shu broke out in a cold sweat, and dragged Lin Qi to escape.

"Hey……"

Shen Lan wanted to ask about the ring again, but saw the two of them running away as if they had encountered a scourge.

"Hmph! You can't dodge once but twice. I will definitely figure out that ring!"

A young girl's curiosity will not be so easily let go.

The perfect hip-hop performance just now captured Fan Shu's hearts too much. At this time, many girls were looking for the new hip-hop prince, causing the entire gymnasium to be in a mess.

"Cousin Jia, you were so handsome just now..."

"You are handsome!"

He Jiatang angrily interrupted the words of his buddy brother.

"It's all the fault of that boy Fan Shu."

Seeing that the eldest brother was angry, the younger brothers quickly transferred their anger.

He Jiatang glared at everyone sullenly, and gritted his teeth with a cold snort.

"I won't let him go so easily!"

……

A seemingly ordinary fight dance caused a huge commotion in the entire Mingling High School because of Fan Shu's extreme performance.

It was also this dance fight that made the unknown boy famous in school.

According to Fan Shu's current hip-hop level, he still can't perfectly blend the rhythm to show that amazing dance.

If it wasn't for the song "Jam", maybe he could also beat He Jiatang, but it is not so amazing.

That perfect dance step is a super-level performance. If he is asked to do it again, it is hard to say whether he can reproduce his previous style.

He still has a long way to go before he can take his dance steps to that peak level naturally.

However, the unexpected success this time caused many people to overestimate Fan Shu's strength, and He Jiayan was one of them.

He Jiayan is a true hip-hop master. He was once the hip-hop king of Mingling High School.

The younger brother He Jiatang's title of Little Overlord is just a credit to his older brother He Jiayan.

"What, Gatang was defeated!"

He Jiayan frowned when he learned about the Wuwu incident at Mingling High School.

Although his younger brother's hip-hop talent is not very high, he is confident that under his guidance, there are very few peers who can beat his younger brother.

But this time, his younger brother's defeat seemed to be a bit miserable, and it was not a level match at all, which surprised him a bit.

"Heizi, go and call Jiatang over."

Not sure about the specific situation, He Jiayan was going to ask his brother himself.

He Jiatang was also full of anger in the past two days, and he wanted to take his younger brother to "fix" Fan Shu several times.

But a few days ago, he had just been educated by his brother because he robbed his classmates of living expenses, so he didn't dare to be too rash.

He Jiatang usually looks fearless, but in front of his elder brother He Jiayan, he has no confidence at all.

Apart from fear, he worships his elder brother more.

Because He Jiayan is a legend.

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

Hurrying to the Black Flame Street Dance Club, I saw a slender, domineering tall figure guarding the door from a distance.

When he saw He Jiayan, he couldn't help becoming a little nervous.

"I heard that you lost a dance fight with a kid named Fan Shu a few days ago?"

He Jiayan looked at him coldly, getting straight to the point.

When his brother asked about this matter, He Jiatang's heart changed, and he immediately shouted.

"That kid was cheating. He agreed to play Breaking, but he actually used mechanical dance to do floor moves..."

"what?"

He Jiayan interrupted him instantly.

Seeing his brother's face change, He Jiatang showed joy.

"Brother, do you also think he is cheating?"

He Jiayan looked at him with hatred.

"Do you know what a mechanical dance is?"

He Jiatang took a step back in embarrassment, na na said.

"I know, but that one is quite difficult, I'm not familiar with dancing..."

He Jiatang was very disappointed by his younger brother's performance, and his face was sullen.

"You make me a floor with mechanical dance."

"what?"

He Jiatang turned pale and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's too difficult, I can't do it."

He Jiayan sneered.

"You know it's difficult, but people use mechanical dance steps combined with Breaking. Can someone who can do such a move be cheating? Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Originally, He Jiayan called his younger brother to reprimand him for not practicing dance seriously.

But when he heard that Fan Shu was able to fuse different dance styles, he became a little interested instead.

Although hip-hop is a free dance of self-expression, there are many different types of it.A hip-hop master like He Jiayan knows all kinds of dances like the palm of his hand.

It was precisely because of this that he was surprised.

Ordinary hip-hop dancers don't understand the difficulty of mixing different dance styles, and it requires a very high level to be able to perfectly integrate different dance styles.

So he felt that his younger brother's loss this time was not wronged at all, and his opponent's ability to mix dances had already far surpassed that of He Jiatang.

"What kind of person is that Fan Shu?"

Thinking of this, He Jiayan became more and more curious.

"She's just a sissy, she never failed physical education, she's a weakling..."

"Weak chicken? You were defeated by a weak chicken. Doesn't it mean that you are not as good as a weak chicken?"

"Don't tell people that you are my younger brother in the future, I can't afford to lose that person!"

He Jiayan stood up and interrupted his younger brother's words in dissatisfaction.

He Jiatang was so scolded by his elder brother that his face was red and his ears were red, his heart was on fire, and he wished he could take someone to chop Fan Shu into pieces immediately.

"How many times have I told you that you can't get rid of your arrogance, tell me seriously about this Fan Shu."

Seeing his younger brother's expression, He Jiayan shook his head resentfully, but shouted in a deep voice.

"If you fall down from the field, you must stand up from the field!"

After being reprimanded by his brother, He Jiatang hated him even more, and wanted to avenge his shame even more.

Suddenly, he looked at He Jiayan and said, "Brother, no matter how arrogant I am, I can't compare to that Fan Shu."

However, He Jiayan gave him a casual look. In his opinion, it's normal for a real master to be a little arrogant.

"Even if you are arrogant, people have the capital to be arrogant, how about you?"

Seeing He Jiayan's appearance, He Jiatang gritted his teeth.

"Brother, why do you always speak for outsiders?"

"You don't know how arrogant that Fan Shu is at school. I watched him bully his classmates, and I only danced with him when I couldn't get angry..."

He Jiatang actually put his guilt on Fan Shu's head.

"It turned out to be such a person?"

He Jiayan, who originally admired Fan Shu very much, frowned after hearing his brother's "crime".

"It's more than that. I've never seen such an arrogant person. He beat me in the fight and just showed off his power in front of me. He even said you, brother..."

"Tell me what?"

He Jiayan aspires to become a professional dancer, just like a tiger crawling in the mountains.

He doesn't care about other things, but when it comes to street dancing, he will pay 120 points.

In this field, it is his Niling, no one can touch it!
"Say……"

Seeing his brother's expression, He Jiatang was secretly happy, but he hesitated for a moment, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said slowly.

"Brother, he said that you are not worthy to be Mingling Dance King at all, and he also asked me to send a message to you to close the club as soon as possible, so as not to embarrass yourself in Zhong Hai."