Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

The swimming pool is crowded with people, almost full.

After listening to the sound of firecrackers in the outfield, Fu Cheng led his team to feel the applause again.He didn't know what sound waves were before, but now he understands that applause is a sea of ​​ups and downs, layer upon layer.

The venue was decorated overnight, and the place where the school flag should have been hung was replaced by a battle flag of the Lion Armor. It was hung from mid-air, and it was more than twice the size of the main flag of Fujiaban. It had a black background, red letters, and was majestic and majestic.

"Next, please, Beijing Fujia Martial Arts Lions Team, Fujia Class, come in."

There was applause again, and the standard swimming pool could hardly hold the applause.Fucheng watched the whole circle, adapting to the slight dizziness caused by the excitement.

Not only Fucheng, everyone did not expect, did not expect a folk competition to have such a large scale, and did not expect a small team from the north to attract attention.

"Please take your seat at Fujiaban, the game will start in half an hour!"

Fucheng listened in a daze, this is the treatment for VIPs, right?Half a year ago, I still gave a lion for 300 yuan without bargaining, and now I am a guest of the Dragon and Lion Association.Master Liu led the way, and brought the small Fujia class to the competition seats. Jiang Bai looked at the other teams, and they were sitting all together. The Fujia class was really small.

Although the game requires 7 people, but if there are too many players, they can all come to help.

Next is the busy and orderly preparation work. Fucheng has adjusted quickly recently, and his seriousness made him look like a small team leader. He checked his clothes and pants and checked his senior brother by the way.Because this time it is a high pile on the water, the swimming pool is full of lifeguards, and as far as the eye can see, there are about 20 of them.

"Why are there so many people?" Fu Cheng asked.

Jiang Bai put on the wrist guards for Fucheng. "The deepest water is only 1 meters, not deep."

"1 meters? Even if I sink to the bottom, I can still show my eyes." Fu Cheng smiled, "Then why are there so many lifeguards?"

Jiang Bai tightly grasped Fu Cheng's wrist, feeling pain pushing towards his temple. "I watched a lot of competition videos of high piles on the water. The lion dancer was lucky to fall into the water. He fell on the pile..."

He stopped talking, Fu Cheng guessed what to say next.He held his senior brother with his backhand: "It's okay, I won't fall. Senior brother, don't be afraid, I will resist and forbid tossing, even if I fall, it won't hurt."

"I'm in pain." Jiang Bai smiled.If you fall on the pile, you may be knocked out directly. Some athletes really fell into the water and couldn't float up. In the end, they were lifted up from the bottom of the water by more than a dozen lifeguards, and they still haven't woken up.Even without being knocked out, a violent impact can temporarily incapacitate a person.For a paralyzed person, 20 centimeters of water may drown to suffocation, not to mention a 1 meters deep swimming pool.

So the competition needs to prepare so many experienced lifeguards. Once the pile falls, the whole nest will be dispatched to save people at the first time.

"It's okay." Fucheng looked at the eyebrows of his senior brother, "Calm down, we have come this far, this competition is worth it. I came to Foshan, met the Dragon and Lion Association, went to Huang Feihong and Ip Man's residence. This is only our first time, and there will be opportunities in the future, so don't be nervous."

Are you nervous?Jiang Bai didn't feel that he was nervous, but only vaguely felt that something was wrong.But his emotions will affect Fucheng, and the lion head and the lion tail have an emotional connection, because they are too familiar, and anyone can figure out who's heart.

After a while, the referee team asked the captain to draw lots in front, and Jiang Bai went to Fucheng on his behalf, and the number 8 was drawn, the last one.Now it became the finale of the Lions team, and even Liao Chengming got a little angry, and began to relax for the Lions and Drums team.

"It's okay, let's just come here for a trip." Liao Chengming said, "Even if we lose today, it is progress. There will be competitions next year, and we will fight again."

Li Cong wiped the drum silently.Fu Yu wiped the helmet of the Big Head Buddha.

Fu Cheng sat quietly in his seat, touching the note pasted on the back of the chair.Each team has corresponding seats. In this series, there are 8 seats, and 8 Fujia classes are posted.His heart calmed down, and his whole body was condensed in these words. Grandpa took these three words to the north, and now he brought them back.

Excited, but quietly flowing in him.He seems to have figured out what a martial soul is.

Jiang Bai came back from drawing lots and sat back beside him.The drum below beats, and the game officially begins.

The previous game was a live broadcast room, each team performed their own routines, and they couldn't see their opponents.Today is a face-to-face challenge, and the word opponent is no longer a string of unfamiliar team names.

Guangzhou Port Hongfeng Lion Dance Team is a colorful lion.The Foshan Chen Shengtang Wushu Lion Dance Troupe is a purple southern lion.The Shatian Lion Dance Art Museum is also a golden lion, but it is not a Foshan lion head, but a fake Heshan lion, which is obviously a catwalk lion method.The dragon and lion group of Shenzhen Shekou Experimental School actually used an East Sea lion with horns on its head.

There are also some lions, Fucheng and Jiang Bai can't make a name for themselves. When a lion from the lion hall comes out, they are completely dumbfounded. This one really doesn't know them.And no team dares to use filial lions to play games. This is a taboo of lions.

"Qing Rang, what kind of lion is this?" Jiang Bai coughed to cover up, "Hey, I may have known it before, but I can't remember it now."

Qing Rang supported Qiu Li's shoulder and stood up to have a look. "I've never seen it... What's it called? It doesn't look like an old master's lion."

"Don't look, we don't see much in the north, I guess only Lion Zhang knows this lion." Fucheng asked them to sit down, "Let's watch the game."

The competition has officially started, and the first lion is the Heshan lion just now.Before the game, the masters of the Lions team will punch first, and then the big head Buddha will warm up. Jiang Bai can't help but sweat. These are professional teams with no shortage of people. The uncle's legs are not convenient, and Xu Jun has no professional training. However, fortunately, these two items do not participate in the scoring, otherwise they will lose miserably.

The Dragon and Lion Association gave them kindness, but they really wouldn't release water at the competition stage.Everyone competes for the lion king based on their ability.

There is a specified duration for the routine competition. After one team after another, Fucheng recorded their moves with his eyes and brain. Sure enough, Foshan is the birthplace of the dragon and lion culture, and the new and unique moves are dazzling.But what the uncle said has indeed come true, people are humans, not robots, and humans will make mistakes.

Even if these teams have entered the top 8, the slight drop is still visible to the naked eye.There were also teams that fell sharply and fell directly into the water, but none of the audience laughed or exclaimed, but quietly waited for the lifeguards to catch them up, and watched the lion dancers go on stage again, carrying the lion head again and fighting again .

The ones that fell in were all lion dancers without exception. Jiang Bai took a deep breath, deep breath, like a steel wire around his ribs, tightening it tighter and tighter.

The top 8 games do not give points immediately, but wait for all the teams to finish their performances and turn over cards at the same time.Finally it was the turn of Fu's class, Jiang Bai got angry and stood up, but let Fucheng go first.

Fu Cheng straightened his chest, he was the younger brother, and even the leader of the team, he wanted to go to the front.

"The following is the only team from the north in this competition. The lion in the south dances in the north, heroic and majestic!"

Fu Cheng led his players onto the field and bowed to the referee team.Holding a golden lion in his hand, its head is bigger than other people's lions, it is really majestic.

"Then we have all seen the scene this time. The captain of the Fujia class is the lion's tail. He is really tall. Everyone can see the difference. What is the difference? Their class leader is so tall! It is taller than the previous one. The lion's tail is still tall, I don't know if boys in the north are tall and big?"

Relaxed laughter resounded in the arena, and Fucheng also laughed.

"Okay! Not much to say, next, please enjoy the competition brought by Fujiaban, and choose high piles. Please pay attention to the etiquette of watching the competition during the competition, so as not to disturb the athletes."

The scattered laughter stopped, and the venue was silent.Fucheng looked towards the side of the swimming pool, Qiu Li and Qing Rang also came down and stood opposite the lifeguard.Li Cong jumped on the pile first, took a screwdriver, and checked things one by one.

Uncle Shi played Hong Quan, and Gao Ang was in charge of drumming.The boxing method is experienced and powerful, and the inflexibility of legs and feet has become a defect.But no one in the arena sighed, and the biggest applause erupted after a set of boxing.Liao Chengming wiped off his sweat, and a sense of righteousness gathered in his heart.

Immediately after Xu Jun came on stage, the audience laughed again. Although this big-headed Buddha was not professional, he was quite funny.

Next is the finale, it's time for the lion.Liao Chengming returned to the lion drum seat by the swimming pool, and unfurled the big-winged flag of Fujiaban behind him. With a shock of the drumstick, Fucheng and Jiang Bai put on the lion flag.

The lion's head half-closed its eyes, thump, thump, and stare, and opened it energetically after three beeps.Golden lion, blue eyes, fluffy ball trembling.

The lion dance competition needs to perform 10 kinds of lion emotions, such as joy, anger, drunkenness, tranquility, surprise and hope. It will start before the stakes are set. Most of the audience who come to watch the competition like this. It is natural for an insider to understand it. This lion is not good at dancing.Compared with the cuteness of the Heshan lion, the Foshan lion is much more powerful. Everyone took a deep breath and waited to see the most exciting Shangshui pile.

The lion drum team beat rhythmically, maybe it was a hallucination, Jiang Bai felt that this time was much better than last time, and cooperated with it.Immediately after a quick drum beat, he lifted Fucheng high, Fucheng sat on his head, raised his right leg in a joyful gesture, and then the two moved forward at the same time.

Pile on the water.Jiang Bai pushed Fucheng to step on it first, and Fucheng quickly adjusted his steps, jumping from No. 1 and No. 2 to No. 3, and then to No. 4, 5, and No. 6 and 7 in succession. These advances were routine actions, but when he stopped When he arrived at the No. 1 pile with a height of 9 meters above the water surface, the pile behind him was actually empty.

The lion's tail did not come up!

The sound of the drum intensified, Jiang Bai firmly grasped his younger brother's side waist, and used his inertia to swing his legs forward. The fur ball of the Southern Lion shoes seemed to be floating on the water, and his long legs were swinging.It is a difficult movement, and there are many piles on the ground, but there are almost no piles on the water.

But Jiang Bai did it, just when everyone thought he was going to fall, Fucheng supported his weight, his body bent forward slightly, his waist was tensed and trembled, and he remained motionless.He couldn't move. At this moment, besides the lion's head, he also had the weight of his senior brother. Two people are one person.

Jiang Bai tapped the No. 8 pile with his toes, swung back with the reaction force, raised his leg sharply, and sent it to the pile with his superb core strength.Fu Cheng just felt his body relaxed, but their movements didn't stop. He stepped forward, spanned 70 centimeters, got on the No. 9 pile, and spun on the spot.

Jiang Bai still held onto Fucheng tightly, and was driven by Fucheng's body to relax his legs. As Fucheng moved forward, the center of gravity of the two of them was just balanced, with a lion's head and a lion's tail, and their feet on the pile spun around in the air.

The applause broke out.

The Golden Lion of Fujia Class made a wonderful appearance.