HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 7
The senior preliminaries took two classes, and finally selected Yan Qing solo in Class 5, Xue Ni Latin in Class 5, Li Yan Ling Pipa in Class 9, Gao Xuesong Popping in Class 10, and Gu One Day guitar playing in Class 2.
Yan Qing didn’t leave in a hurry after singing, but she took a look at the strength of her competitors in the same grade.
When she saw Gao Xuesong’s popping, she remembered the warm and evil Popper Mo Fei, and couldn’t help but compare him with him.
Not as handsome as Mo Fei! This is the first feeling.
Not as bombing as Murphy’s dance! This is the second feeling.
This is the second feeling. …
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“Have you heard? The second and third year seniors have started their own internal battle, and the second year school bully Qin also initiated it, saying that all the second and third year seniors signed up for the dance class at five o’clock tomorrow afternoon at the school indoor basketball court live PK!”
“Really? So domineering?”
“Really, although we just entered the seven middle school is not clear, but you can ask around to learn a lot of rumors about Qin also.”
“So what are the rumors?”
“I heard about it, I’m telling you, don’t tell anyone else!”
“Okay, okay!”
“I heard that when Qin also just entered the seventh middle school, it was very dense, very arrogant, even the senior school bully could not stand it, first recruited people to block him, and later it is not clear how he managed to convince the other side. Said with the senior played three bets, the results of his three innings two wins, and then the senior school bully the whole senior year with him as a brother, but also said not to fight, acquaintance that is to hate the late!
“So powerful? What kind of bet?”
“This has not been inquired about.”
“Cut, you said it for nothing!”
Yan Qing sat on the side of the two gossip masses, she felt noisy, what Qin also, what bet, has nothing to do with her, but tomorrow their sophomore-senior battle, she is very interested.
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Lin Cheng Seventh Middle School, school indoor basketball court.
MC organizes the sophomore and junior participants to stand on both sides, and the DJ, who is a sophomore, is playing music on the side.
“OK! Is everyone here?” MC Liao Jun asked, holding the microphone.
“The sophomores are all here!”
“Senior three are all here too.”
There were 10 participants in the sophomore year, two in urban, two in poppin, three in breaking, one in hiphop, and two in jazz.
Senior year has 9 participants, respectively poppin three people, locking two people, wacking one person, breaking three people.
mc Liao Jun: “OK, 45 seconds per person per round.”
Liao Jun spins the mineral water bottle and stops at the sophomore team.
Music “uptown funk” sounded, a hiphop wind music, but also suitable for jumping locking.
So the first round was sophomore hiphop vs. senior locking.
Everyone started swinging to the music.
Yan Qing sat in the bleachers, her hand propped up on her chin to appreciate and analyze their movements, street beats, rhythms, etc.
“Not bad.” Yan Qing muttered to herself.
Ten minutes or so passed and people came in one after another to watch the fun. Not long after, the stands were sitting in several rows.
The players in the field also greeted their acquaintances in the stands from time to time.
“Eh, look, isn’t that the girl who fought in the first year of high school?” A player A and B said.
“Well, it’s her, how come she’s here, the senior building is so far away.”
“I don’t know, maybe she came to join the fun.”
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Yan Qing saw people looking towards her and coming together to whisper, she didn’t want to be the object of discussion, so she stood up and prepared to leave.
“Yan Qing!” It was Yue Ting who called out to her.
“Dare you bet with me?” Ji Xue Ni wanted to pick a fight.
This shout from Yue Ting resounded through the room, and I think she did it on purpose.
Not only did the people around the stands look at Yan Qing and Ji Xue Ni, but even the seniors in the center of the field started to raise their voices.
“What are you afraid of! Beauty?”
“Don’t dare to take the fight?”
“Isn’t she a vase?” I don’t know who shouted this sentence without knowing who was dead or alive.
Qin also and Yan Qing instantly had a nameless fire in their chests.
Qin also was angry because the tone of the person who shouted was not polite, Yan Qing because she could not stand the word “vase” and could not stand the excitement.
“What’s the bet?” Yan Qing turned around and asked Ji Xue Ni.
The DJ randomly played music, no limit to the type of dance, the same 45 seconds per person per round, each round by the elders on the scene to determine the winner, think who is outstanding this round, stand behind who, three games two wins, the loser out of this campus talent competition. Dare to bet?”
Yan Qing cocked one corner of her mouth, “That’s it?”
“Then what else do you want?” Yue Ting was impatient.
Yan Qing thumbed up and then turned upside down and pointed to the ground: “Whoever loses, whoever kneels here and calls ‘Daddy’! Dare you?”
Ji Xue Ni did not expect Yan Qing to agree to the bet, but also added such an embarrassing request.
Somehow, she was suddenly a little afraid of such Yan Qing, a little regret to bet this time. However, she is not an easy person, who loses and who wins is still an unknown.
“Just bet, who the hell is afraid of who!” Yue Ting and Ji Xue Ni have known each other since junior high school, and have always admired her strength.
“Please have our two most beautiful women in senior high school, Yan Qing vs… Eh, what’s her name again?” Liao Jun asked Yue Ting.
Yue Ting showed her teeth and glared at him, “Ji Xue Ni!”
“Oh oh, Ji Xue Ni vs. Yan Qing,” Liao Jun spun the mineral water bottle to the ground, and finally the bottle stopped in front of Yan Qing.
There were whistles and cheers all over the field. Everyone is looking forward to what this high-spirited beauty can jump out.
There were many people in the audience who had never seen the two of them dance.
The music “Havana”, a song suitable for jazz, but also for Latin.
Yan Qing was originally majoring in choreography, which will also include several dance types.
Just see Yan Qing twist her body, adding some Latin and jazz elements, she pulled off the tied head rope, hair loose, dry and sharp head shaking movements, the crowd was amazed.
“THREE, TWO, ONE, OK, Ji ~ Xue ~ Nee.”
Ji Xue Ni still dancing rumba, her body is originally slightly fat type, but there is no extra flesh, many of the sophomore and senior sisters present are not as well developed as her body.
Some boys started whistling.
But even though Ji Xue Ni played well, because Yan Qing also had a Latin element once she arrived, the audience would not be as amazed to see her rumba again, so Yan Qing won her first battle.
Yue Ting: “Hm, wait and see, our Nini’s big move is still to come.”
Music “Thirty-six Measures of Love”.
When the music came out, the whole room exploded in seconds, the DJ was trying to fix these two girls, actually this song was released.
This time, Yan Qing started the round, she used wacking dance combined with jazz.
Everyone was still in awe that Yan Qing knew a lot of things, but I didn’t expect to be blown away by Ji Xue Ni.
At the end of the 45 seconds, Ji Xue Ni came on the stage and surprisingly used popping to perform this classic old song, and her pop and control of music points were considered strong among girls.
This round, Yan Qing is also very convinced, indeed Ji Xue Ni’s popping not only has its own style, and the strength of the field does not lose any popper.
1:1. The next round will be decided.
“Wait, this game we take the game show than.” Yue Ting is not sure, she is worried that Ji Xue Ni will lose, because she saw opposite Yan Qing is too calm, on the contrary, Ji Xue Ni, full of sweat, not to mention that the brow is also wrinkled into the Chuan character.
“I do not agree!” Qin also, who had been watching, suddenly spoke up, and everyone looked towards him.
“The competition program can only be presented on the field, if you show it here, then the other contestants have touched your bottom, do you think there is a possibility of winning others?” Liao Jun took the microphone and added. Others echoed.
“You two guess, one punch to win or lose. Leave it to luck.” Qin also stood in the middle of Yan Qing and Ji Xue Ni.
“No!” Yue Ting said sharply.
“Here, I’m in charge!” Qin also pointed his index finger at the ground and said in a cold voice.
Yan Qing: “Good.”
Everyone looked at Ji Xue Ni, who had to say “good” as well.
Yan Qing: “Rock, paper, scissors!”
Ji Xue Ni: “Rock paper scissors”
Scissors vs. cloth.