genius dancer

The owner of the voice was naturally Fan Shu. He stood up and looked at Dongcheng Saburo calmly.

Seeing the young man in front of him whom he suspected of cheating, Dongcheng Saburo gritted his teeth and glared at him. The fierce light in his eyes almost swallowed him, "Do you dare to reach out?"

The bald eagle was a foreign dancer he hired for 30 yuan.

But now that his hands and legs have been amputated inexplicably, it's no wonder he doesn't hate this young man.

"What dare not?"

Fan Shu said and stretched out his hands, "But I don't have the habit of keeping nails, how do you check?"

Under the spotlight, on the ten clean and slender fingers, the nails were trimmed flat.

The clear finger in front of his eyes caused Dongcheng Saburo's expression to change several times.

"Sanlang, what else do you want to say? Is it possible that you still need to check your toenails?" Seeing that the enemy was speechless, Fulong suddenly burst out laughing.

Fulong is naturally confident, although he is somewhat disdainful of the elm-headed thinking of the kid in front of him, but he is absolutely trustworthy in his character.

Dongcheng Sanlang gave Fan Shu a vicious look, but he had no choice but to wave to his people and say, "Let's go..."

"Wait!" Fan Shu stopped suddenly.

"Boy, don't think that with Fulong covering you, you can run wild in my territory!" Dongcheng Sanlang turned his head and glared, at this moment he wished he could kill the boy.

Faced with such a threat, Fan Shu didn't care. He looked straight into the eyes of the other party and said calmly: "You have finished checking my fingernails. Should I also let me check the bald eagle's fingernails?"

"You... what do you mean?"

Dongcheng Sanlang clenched his fists subconsciously, and was about to hit him, but several of Fulong's subordinates stopped him first.

"It's nothing interesting. I suspect Bald Eagle cheated in the last game! If you're not guilty, ask someone to check his nails..."

"Go, bring that hooked-nosed foreigner here!" Fu Long ordered his younger brother to find the bald eagle before Fan Shu could speak to Hua.

He didn't doubt it, but the other party accused his subordinates of cheating. Since Fan Shu had already proved his innocence, it would be nice to disgust the other party.

Fulong really hoped everything would be as Fan Shu said, if that bald eagle really cheated, he would take the opportunity to get rid of Sanlang Dongcheng too!
"Okay, I want to see what kind of tricks you guys want to play!" Dongcheng Sanlang was still stubborn.

Examine the bald eagle's nails, totally inspired by Saburo Tojo.

When he heard that the other party wanted to check his nails, what he immediately thought of was that the villainous bald eagle would file a complaint first.Since the foreigner knows that he can hide things under his nails, it is likely that he did so!

The bald eagle, who is still in the audience at this time, can throw away the powder hidden in the nails when several people are talking.

But firstly, it was very difficult to prepare the powder, and secondly, he couldn't speak the language, so he didn't know that others had suspected him.

He didn't realize it was bad until he saw a few gangsters coming up, but by then it was too late.

A few of Fulong's subordinates didn't give him face and directly took his hand.

His fingernails are very long, which is different from Fan Shu's situation where he can see the bottom at a glance and can't fake it.

Bald eagles have long, curved nails.

The person who came forward to check soon discovered the white powder that was hidden in the other party's nails.

Fulong stepped forward and couldn't help sniffing the white powder slightly, his face changed drastically, and he questioned furiously.

"What is this?"

"Dongcheng Saburo, try this thing yourself!"

The fragrance powder prepared by Bald Eagle is surprisingly effective.

Dongcheng Saburo stepped forward to sniff it suspiciously, and felt that his eyes were darkened, and his whole body seemed to pass out.

Although this fainting process is very short, it can cause serious mistakes for dancers when used on stage.

"Brother Long, I'm sorry, little brother, I... don't know about this."

With the facts before his eyes, Saburo Dongcheng's expression became flustered.

He knew very well that if this kind of thing got to the ears of other big brothers in the black market, he would definitely not be able to continue to gain a foothold in the black market in the future.At this moment, he could only try his best to beg Fulong.

"Sanlang, you know the rules of our business, I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter."

Fulong let out a long sigh, and seemed to sympathize with Dongcheng Saburo, but the smile on his face did not have any warmth.

"I gave up the three dance halls in Dongcheng to Brother Long..."

"I really can't do anything, but Saburo is so sincere, then give me five dance halls!"

"This……"

After weighing the pros and cons, Dongcheng Sanlang finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Just do what Long Ge wants."

Fan Shu has no interest in this kind of black-and-white trade, he only cares about the 5 yuan bonus after the challenge is successful.

"Of course I have to give this. I wronged this little brother just now. I will give you double the bonus. It's my compensation."

"Hehe, since Saburo is so sincere, then you can accept Xiaoshu." Perhaps it was because he took the protection rights of the five dance halls for nothing, Fulong seemed very generous this time.

10 yuan, this money must be able to help Brother Xing.Thinking of this, Fan Shu finally felt a little more relaxed.

"By the way, what are you going to do with Bald Eagle? I don't want to see that kind of person continue to stay on the stage of the black market."

"Brother Long, don't worry, I promise that foreign devil will never stand on the stage again!" Sanlang's face was full of ruthlessness. This useless thing caused him to lose 5 dance halls for nothing, so he naturally had to clean it up. .

After Fan Shu took the bonus, he went straight to the box to find Lao Xing.

"Brother Xing, there should be [-] on this card, you can use it first." Fan Shu just passed the bank card in his hand as soon as he entered the door.

Lao Xing was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly said: "I don't need so much, [-] is enough."

Although he said before that he would help him, Lao Xing, who was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, still had some doubts. The two had only met twice, so there was no reason for him to help him.

Unexpectedly, he really won the game and got a bonus.

"Brother Xing, you can take it first. You are injured now, and you will not be able to participate in the competition for at least two months. You must have some living expenses."

Fan Shu understands that what black market dancers are most afraid of is getting injured, once injured, it means losing all life guarantees.

Lao Xing took the bank card silently, and the eyes of this nearly thirty-year-old man were a little moist.Undoubtedly, the young man in front of him who had known each other for a short time had saved the lives of his whole family this time.

"Okay, Brother Xing, rest assured, I will wait for you to come back." Fan Shu comforted with a smile, but his heart was still heavy.

Although I can help Lao Xing this time, I can't help more black market dancers like Lao Xing.What can really help the black market dancers is to change the status quo of the black market competition.

During this period, Hu Xiaohai has been paying attention to Fan Shu, from his victory over the bald eagle to the award of [-] yuan to Lao Xing.

"You don't keep a penny for yourself?" Finally, he couldn't help asking.

"I'm not short of money right now."

Fan Shu's answer was very simple. He just saw that the other party was puzzled, so he said: "I think ideals are more important than money. If ideals are gone, you will be a walking dead. If you lose money, you can earn more!"

"Did you tell me these words?"

Hu Xiaohai heard the meaning of the words, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face, why did he speak to himself in such a tone?
"If I remember correctly, you are only 19 years old this year. Maybe you have experienced setbacks that others have not experienced, but do you want to continue like this forever? Don't you want to return to the Mingling school team?"

"Enough! It's not my turn to teach you a lesson!"

Hu Xiaohai's eyes burst into anger.

"I didn't teach you a lesson, but I want you to see yourself clearly, and I want you to continue chasing your ideals!"

Hu Xiaohai stopped talking, a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes, then he turned and left, ignoring him.

"I will definitely convince you!" Fan Shu refused to give up easily with his still proud back.

……

"Congratulations on completing the daily training task (fourth) and getting the reward: Dancer Pill."

Just on Friday night of this week, Fan Shu, who finished his balance practice, finally got another harvest.

"Great, I'll take time to see Brother He tomorrow, and just give him the dancer's pill." He thought with joy.

Due to various incidents during this period, Fan Shu hadn't visited He Jiayan for many days.But according to Jiatang, now He Jiayan can get out of bed and walk, which is undoubtedly a good thing.

If he added this dancer pill, he believed that the other party would recover faster.

Most of the contracted dancers in the club will rest during these two days, so Fan Shu's cleaning work is also much easier than before.

It was also for this reason that he agreed to let Cui Bin come to the club and learn dance with him.This can avoid unnecessary troubles for Li Lina.

Near noon, Cui Bin was still working hard on some boring little jumps. Although he practiced for a week, he still hadn't practiced the feeling of landing like a light feather.

"Brother Fan, am I too stupid, I haven't made any progress after practicing for so long." Cui Bin was full of frustration.

"Don't worry, just take your time."

Fan Shu comforted him, but he wondered if his teaching was wrong.Why did Cui Bin not master what he could master in two or three days?
If Li Lina knew that Fan Shu had such thoughts, she would definitely beat him up angrily.If Qingyuluo of the Feitian style is really so easy to master, wouldn't the dance of the Feitian style be rotten?
After thinking for a long time, he made a decision: "In the future, when I go home, hang two buckets on my arms and stick to it..."

Looking at Cui Bin's thin arms, he changed the practice time again: "Persist for one hour, and when it reaches one hour, try to persist for two hours, and remember that you only need to practice for three hours a day."

Fan Shu, who had no experience in teaching dance, had no choice but to move out of Lin Bin's routine, hoping that this would help the boy in front of him.

"Alright Brother Fan, I'll go practice when I get home."

Although Cui Bin didn't understand the relationship between hanging buckets and learning hip-hop, he still listened carefully to Fan Shu's words.

"Well, this is my meal card in the club, you can eat here at noon, I have to go to the hospital to see someone first."

After entrusting Cui Bin with some advice, he planned to deliver medicine to He Jiayan during his lunch break.

When he came to the hospital, He Jiayan's condition was exactly as He Jiatang said, and he was able to get out of bed and walk.

Although the footsteps are still a little unsteady, but I believe it will not take long before he will fully recover.

"Brother He, how are you feeling recently?" Fan Shu was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Shu is here?" He Jiayan turned around and saw Fan Shu, with sincere joy on his face.