my sister is a supermodel

"Not bad, I'm waiting for your good news!"

After chatting for a while, Roca was about to start practicing hip-hop. Although it was enough to make a few gestures on stage, he was very popular now and was the focus of media attention. He didn't want to lose face on stage.

In my place, in my place

Were lines that I couldn't change

I was lost, oh yeah

I was lost, I was lost

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221、Dad, you are drifting away

"Roca! Roca!"

"Cool! Cool! Another one!"

In the afternoon, San Francisco, Bay Area Ocean Park Plaza, the summer community hip-hop competition was in full swing. This event was sponsored by Nike and attracted dozens of teams from all over the United States to participate. The competition was brilliant.

The square was crowded with people, and they formed a huge circle. In the middle of the circle, a tall and strong boy was dancing hip-hop.

He was wearing a baggy T-shirt and sweatpants, a baseball cap on one side, and a good-looking corner of his lips. He was both handsome and bad, causing countless girls outside the arena to shout—Devil Roca!

On the field, the demon Roca amplified his moves one after another, such as ground spins, big windmills, and one-hand support. His movements were clean and explosive. With his movements, his toned figure was highlighted, with strong muscles and sexy lines.

"Roca is so cool!"

"Mr.Big's physical fitness is amazing, he is worthy of being an athlete!"

"Mr. Virus, you are so powerful, come one more!"

A little boy with black hair and yellow skin shouted loudly in the crowd, and the middle-aged man beside him patted his head.

"Xiao Han, stop shouting!"

This person is Director Li An who just came to San Francisco. This time he came to San Francisco to help his eldest son Li Chun attend school.

After visiting the University of San Francisco in the afternoon, I walked around the Bay Area under the guidance of fellow villagers. I heard that there was a hip-hop competition here, and a group of people just came to have a look.

"Dad, Mr. Virus can also dance hip-hop, it's so cool!"

The little guy waved his fist excitedly.

"Mr. Virus?"

A **** next to him, a young man with a hand-held camera, wondered, "Who is Mr. Virus?"

"Haha, Brother Shijun, Xiaohan is talking about Luoka. We flew to San Francisco together this morning. He caught a cold and kept sneezing, so Xiaohan called him Mr. Virus."

Li Chun, the boss of the Li family, explained with a smile.

"Yes, he is Mr. Virus, he caught Dad's cold"

The little guy laughed.

"Dad, I remember you said that Roca was following you, but he came here to participate in an event"

The boss of the Li family teased him and said.

"It's not certain!"

Li An blushed, pinching his nose and insisting.

"Dad, you are floating"

The boss of the Li family laughed, "You've been drifting away since "Invincible Hulk" was a big hit. Roca is Britney's boyfriend. Will he follow you for a role?"

"Yes, Dad, you are indeed drifting away. You used to have to bargain when buying garlic, but now you just say that you don't need to look for it."

The little guy laughed.

"Shut up!"

Li An kicked his youngest son with a dark face, "Believe it or not, I can still hit you even if I float away?"

"You hit me and I'll tell mom!"

The little guy said aggrievedly while clutching his buttocks.

Li An, the former husband of the family, put down his hand slowly, and touched the sweat on his youngest son's head, "Hey, I'll buy you Haagen-Dazs later."

"I want to eat McDonald's!"

"Okay, McDonald's, eat enough, we are not short of money."

Director Li Da is generous and authentic.

"Wow~, that's so cool!"

On the field, Roca suddenly kicked a football into the air. When it fell, he made a movement of wiping the ground and caught the ball with his back.

The action was so cool, it detonated the audience at once.

The little guy's palms turned red.

"Dad, I want to learn hip-hop!"

"Okay, first you lie on the ground and do twenty push-ups"

"Why do push-ups?"

The little guy was dissatisfied.

"How do you dance hip-hop if you don't have the strength?"

"..."

The little guy scratched his hair, hip-hop seems to be quite difficult to learn.

"Rocca, you are so cool, can you sign me?"

Seeing that Roca was about to leave, the little guy rushed up and shouted.

"Don't run!"

Roca was very popular, and many people gathered around to ask for autographs. Li An worried about chasing after him, and held the little guy's hand and did not let go.