His entertainment life

After several rounds of adaptation, the operation of cloud light is more and more like a duck to water. With the change of camera lens and the control of ammunition becoming more and more skillful, Zhang Aoyang joked: "if you practice every month again, Tang Xin will be your loser!"

The reason why Zhang Aoyang dare to say this is that he has found that Tang Xin's ability to control certain things is not too high in the process of ballroom dancing that day. Just like the national standard rumba, when he overheard the smiling staff behind him saying that Tang Xin had been dancing for three years, Zhang Aoyang already understood.

Tang Xin is not a genius, but a hardworking artist.

"Tang Xin..." cloud light eyes stare big, seems to have a kind of unspeakable subtle feeling.

Zhang Aoyang has to admit Yunqing's talent. He hopes to make Yunqing more confident through his affirmation. Even if he didn't know what Tang Xin had said to her.

As soon as Zhang Aoyang mentioned the name of Tang Xin, Yun Qing tried his best to practice. Looking at the way she worked so hard, I felt a little distressed. He grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "practice again next time. Let's play something else."

Turning around, there was a dancing machine at nine o'clock. Coin system, two people compete, who lose who pay, very challenging.

Yunqing knows that Xiwen used to be a singer, so he also wants to witness Zhang Aoyang's unique skill. Good strange way: "have not jumped so long, you still ok?"

Zhang Aoyang deep smile: "rest assured, look at me!"

There is a shortcut in the crowd. Zhang Aoyang takes Yunqing's hand and goes in. It's really lively here!

The two people dancing on the dancing machine with flashing lights are very flexible, especially the black man standing on the left, whose muscles and bones are as soft as springs. When he twisted his waist and abdomen to make it difficult for everyone to see, Zhang Aoyang was the only one who opened his eyes.

Step on the foot four cursor, depending on the up and down left and right to assess the dance score. No one's playing like this black man! While dancing step, on the side with the foot of the pace. After a while, he turned his arm 360 degrees clockwise. The masses exclaimed "lying trough!"

Then, the black man grinned, his arm twisted 540 degrees again, and the crowd almost put their fists in their mouths. "It's breaking! It's going to break! "

But Zhang Aoyang was still calm and directed at the black humanity: "it's said that in the ancient country, almost everyone there can do jujitsu. Brother, are you Indian? "

The black man listened to his question and immediately stopped his physical performance. He looked at Zhang Aoyang as if he had seen him at first sight and asked, "friend, do you know?" Foreigners' voices are funny, but Zhang Aoyang is right. He Lun is an Indian.

"I only know a little bit. Why don't we have a competition and talk while playing?" Zhang Aoyang calmly a small, break free cloud light hand, slowly walked on the street machine.

He Lun raised his clothes, pinched his thin and shriveled stomach with both hands, and said in surprise, "are you sure?"

The crowd also immediately burst the pot, "the local hip-hop machine is all broken by this Indian boy's super high score, even there are people who go to challenge without knowing what to do?"

"Shh, don't you know this man well?"

"Who?"

"Xiwen, the singer and dancer who was once very popular!"

"Lying trough, the tip of the needle to the wheat awn!"

He Lun listened to these people's evaluation of Zhang Aoyang is also surprisingly high, can't help but start feeling high "good, compare! If you lose, you have to buy whiskey. "

"No! You used to say you had to put in a coin if you lost, but now you're drinking whiskey? " All of a sudden, the crowd burst out to express their confusion.

He Lun grinned, and his whole chin trembled slightly. He pointed to Zhang Aoyang and said, "just now you said that this young man is divine! Then, compared with God, it's natural to bet more! "

"Zhang Aoyang, don't compare. Whisky is too expensive!" Cloud light some think this bet is too big, so hope Zhang Aoyang stop this game.

But Zhang Aoyang gave a deep smile and waved his hand to the cloud. Then he turned his eyes to "whisky, how much do you bet" in front of such arrogant he Lun

"Downstairs bar, whiskey sake!" He Lun blurted out.

Zhang Aoyang sighed. He Lun thought that he was a counsellor, but he didn't expect that his eyes suddenly brightened at the next moment. He said with a confident smile: "one cup is too few, three cups!"

"Oh! It's going to kill you, it's going to kill you The crowd immediately roared.

Zhang Aoyang didn't care so much. He calmly came to he Lun. He said with a smile, "I know you are very good, and I really can't do that."

"Just know!" He Lun is also closely with him, eyes to eyes, full of murderous.

Zhang Aoyang confident smile: "but want to cater to the audience's eye, depends on is not only your that against the old secret."

He Lun hears a Leng, "that because of what?"In an instant, Zhang Aoyang body a force, in situ shaking a somersault, quite agile. The masses were immediately enthusiastic and "handsome! Bull

After that, Zhang Aoyang's feet started again, and he was in a handstand state. Hands instead of feet, under the music rhythm of the arcade dance, all the four flashing cursors can reach the full mark with hands alone.

"I Cao, for the first time in my life, I saw dancing with my hands!" This is the true evaluation of no one among the masses.

Do you really think it's over? Zhang Aoyang smile, two hands on the ground to a great handstand side inversion, and then straightened up, feet standing on the stage, only by Music Concerto, limbs began to flexible and this passionate music intense spark.

As we all know, the essence of dancing machine is the score of stampede and combo. If you want to get the high score of breaking through the history score, you must step on each cursor flashing position steadily. But once so, the vast majority of people in order to obtain a high number of combo scores, resulting in body stiffness imbalance, jump up like a puppet, make people laugh.

But Zhang Aoyang with a very sharp and free and easy dance perfectly conquered all the people present! Not only the score has been beating frequently on the basis of S, but his sharp and coquettish dance steps have also been praised by everyone.

"Such a powerful dance is comparable to the MV of the men's group in the studio!"

"I've always wanted to learn that somersault. It's just like a king!"

"Wow, how handsome! It's really Xiwen! It would be perfect without those stains! " All around the little girls are staring big eyes, covering the mouth, a pair of stunned look, looking at sweat brandishing dance extreme of the past idol. They picked up their mobile phones one after another to take photos and videos. What they took was definitely not two people fighting with each other in front of the dancing machine, but a folk dance God meeting to show a grand artistic style in the arcade hall!

Along with the music a little bit to stop, but Zhang Aoyang's physical amplitude did not decrease. On the contrary, he removed the step of music itself and began to show his unique skills. After a while, there was a standing over, and the crowd was shouting. In a moment, there will be a 720 degree longitudinal rotation. Show all kinds of dance skills one by one! He Lun is worried! He can't do any!

After three times, Zhang Aoyang stayed where he was. He Lun's silly pestle was there, his brow locked. He wanted to somersault in place like Zhang Aoyang, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't achieve his wish. Then he tried to stand on his head again, but he jumped like this and fell into a big fart squat.

"Ha ha! It's a flop! The king of dance has fallen

"Xiwen is a bull, the local dance king was killed by the second!"

Cloud light at this time tightly clenched hands also gradually put down, dark clouds see clear.

Zhang Aoyang didn't have any joy and arrogance on his face. Instead, he slowly squatted on the ground and said to he Lun, "in fact, it's not so difficult to conquer the audience."

He Lun listened attentively for fear that he would miss Zhang Aoyang's excellent teaching. But I didn't expect that this is only half said. In a twinkling of an eye, Zhang Aoyang has disappeared in the sea of people with cloud light.

"Damn it, Shivan's so domineering

"Yes, if we don't talk about what we've done before, he would have been very popular!"

In love, Zhang Aoyang and Yunqing gradually go away. The three whiskey bets have already become a bubble, perhaps Zhang Aoyang did not intend to embarrass the Indian boy.

Dididi...

[black powder wanted: Mr. Xiwen, congratulations on your 65 fans this time, and the next task reward needs 10000 fans. 】

after laughing, Zhang Aoyang won the favor of Yunqing and the praise of the people. This trip is worth it!

Can definitely did not expect that the inexplicable harassment phone rings again.

"Zhang Aoyang, go back to the second floor office right now! I'll give you ten minutes! Wait a second and I'll kill you! "