Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Qiu Li and Qing Rang were stunned.

Accompanying Qing Rang to recuperate these days, Qiu Li had no idea what they were training for.The uncle said that the difficulty had been increased, but they didn't think much about it.

Jiang Bai and Fu Cheng also practiced water piles before, but they never expected that they would copy it and complete a set of routines that is exactly the same as before.The memory loss did not destroy Jiang Bai's body, he and Fu Cheng had enough tacit understanding.

Fucheng Wu is crazy, because she wants to go crazy from the bottom of her heart, and in her body is the joy of Nan Shi coming out of the cage. Jumping back and forth 180 degrees, then stepping on one leg, then on both legs, stepping on piles as if stepping on flat ground, he and his senior brother flew close to the ground.

The water is right under their feet, and they can even smell the unique smell of disinfectant in the swimming pool.He can't hear everything outside, his head is covered by the lion's head, and he can only hear the sound of the wooden mechanism inside the lion's head, click, click, it's Lion Zhang's handicraft.

Turn 180 degrees between the two pillars, volley, and then go up on one leg. The lion's head is very light. Fucheng lifted it high, showed his face, and saw the audience.The golden lion's beard brushed his face, and he stepped on the senior brother's thigh.

A lion head who is afraid of heights does not dare to look under his feet, even though he knows that there is water under his feet.Fucheng fell gently, and was propelled in the air with the light drumbeat. The first span was 1 meters, the second time was 8 meters, and then the upper legs were turned 1 degrees.

Hold your head high, the lion's head is the sweeping wind, and the southern lion's shoes are the lion's claws.

There are too many southern lion routines, Fucheng is like showing off his skills, not like, he is just showing off, showing off his beautiful and delicate golden lion head, showing off his big lion tail as stable as a rock, showing off the tacit understanding they have honed since childhood.

Standing on the legs, standing on the shoulders, sitting on the head, all of them are quite a few, climbing on the pile, leaping on the pile, shuttle back and forth on the pile, without any difference.The pile array of the high piles on the water is 13.62 meters long from the pile head to the pile tail, and the highest pile is 2 meters. They are like walking on the ground.

Gongs and drums echoed with applause.

Liao Chengming held the standard horse gait and held the drumstick.The rules of the lion's walk cannot be sloppy, even if he has bad legs and feet, the rules of horse gait and drumming cannot be broken, and he is not qualified to break them.Playing the flower drum, the drumsticks are flipped in the hand, and the position is changed from time to time. The cowhide drum surface glows and shines under tens of millions of beatings, and the drum sound is sometimes rapid and sometimes slow.

After several C-level routines in a row, Jinshi slowed down, and his movements changed from the unrestrained and unrestrained advance to probing and tickling.A big Foshan cat jumps on the pile, and the movement of its four claws is completely imitated by cats.

There are competition banners hanging on the wall, and the majestic wind rises over the mountains and mountains, and the lions in Nanyue show their heroic posture.

Fucheng held the lion's head sideways and touched the raised left leg of the senior brother with the lion's ear. It was really like a lion who had drunk wine and was confused on the 2-meter-high pile.

Jiang Bai stabilized his center of gravity and sat back, wrestling with Fucheng and relying on each other.When the lion was acting cute, they quickly rested, adjusted their breathing, stabilized their heartbeat, and were nervous about competing.He knew that Fucheng must not dare to look down. He was afraid of heights, and with the addition of water, he might be dizzy at a glance. The drumbeat accelerated again, which was a hint to hurry up. Twirling and tossing in the middle, performing waist kung fu, and changing positions of four claws at the same time, the movements are like natural breathing, flowing clouds and flowing water in one go.

As the performance deepened, the audience was also substituted into their emotions. When the golden lion moved like a tiger coming out of the mountain, they held their breath and did not dare to make a big move. They waited until the lion simply and swiftly completed the series of high piles, and then exhaled.

After another rest, Jiang Bai settled down first, and the golden lion statue strolled on the flat ground.Fucheng's belt was completely soaked, and when he breathed, his ribs opened and closed under his feeling.Fucheng was also very tired. He knew that there was one last move left, which was the unfinished mid-air U-turn and backflip by Qiu Li and Qing Rang.

Fucheng closed the golden lion's eyes, with a naive look, and moved his ears, and stretched out his feet to explore with the swing of the lion's tail.

There was only one movement left. Fucheng stood on the 2m high pile No. 3, started the movement, jumped up on the spot and was caught by the senior brother, and sat on Jiang Bai's head.

Panting, panting, adjust your breathing, don't mess it up... Fucheng is moving in his heart, raising his right leg to make final preparations.

Except for the sound of drums, there was no other sound on the field.

The layout of the number of piles under the feet is two feet, one foot, two feet, one foot. Jiang Bai stepped on No. 16 and No. 17 with both feet, waiting for Fucheng to fall.

The sound of cymbals and gongs gradually stopped in conjunction with the drum music.

Fucheng took a deep breath for the last time. When he fell, he had to find the No. 15 pile accurately and step on it with both feet.This is a backflip, neither of them has a long back eye, it all depends on the understanding of the pile position and a little bit of luck.

turn!Fu Cheng pursed his lips tightly, swung the lion head in his hand towards the lower right side of his body, folded his waist on the shoulder of his senior brother, and let the lion tail control his center of gravity and grasp his body.Turning over in great trust, his legs were separated from Jiang Bai's shoulders.

The first flip was successful!Fucheng was stabilized, followed by Jiang Bai.The difficulty for Shiwei is to find the pile positions for both feet at the same time, jump from No. 16 and No. 17, and land on No. 13 and No. 14 accurately. The distance between these four piles is 4 meters, and the center of gravity is all on Fucheng.

Liao Chengming lowered his body and tapped on the edge of the drum, feeling extremely nervous.In fact, this is a coherent movement that lasts no more than 3 seconds, but every second makes Liao Chengming feel like years.

Xu Jun also lived like a year, Qiu Li and Qing Rang had problems with this action last time.

Jiang Bai turned over, and the world in his vision was turned upside down for 1 second. He saw the lights on the ceiling and the bottom of the pool, and then saw the team uniform of his junior.No matter how exciting the outside world is, it has nothing to do with the lion dancers. Their eyes are fixed on the ground and the people in front.

Putting on the lion head, he is the lower half of a lion. The audience can see the lively lion head and interact with the lion dancers, but they often ignore the latter one.The latter one can't see the audience's reaction, and be a low-key hero with no complaints or regrets.

Suddenly, Fucheng's body was on the verge of crumbling, and Liao Chengming could tell that there was something wrong with the lion shape at a glance. The two of them had too little training time, and this movement was done too quickly.

Boy Fu, this is going to drop!

Fucheng was indeed about to fall, and his whole body fell back. It was too late for the senior brother to feel that something was wrong with him, and the two of them had problems at the same time.Things happened too fast, just around 1 second, the two of them crooked together.

Everyone present watched the boy with the lion head fall down.

Fucheng is not afraid of falling water piles, and it's not like he hasn't fallen before.It's just that the incident happened suddenly and I couldn't react at all, and I couldn't save myself at all.In the end, he pushed hard and gave the golden lion head to the elder brother. If he falls, he can still swim ashore, but the lion head will be broken if it falls in.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Bai firmly grabbed his elbow.

Fucheng was half hanging on the collision.

Jiang Bai stepped on a pile surface with one foot, lunged, grabbed the lion's head with his left hand, and grabbed his junior with his right hand.Fucheng kicked up a few times, the anti-slip mat was stuck on his palm, he couldn't get up, but he couldn't fall off.

The drumbeat stopped suddenly, and Liao Chengming became anxious.Qiu Li stood in the swimming pool in a daze. He thought that Fucheng was going to fall into the water, and he had already jumped down to fish for someone.Not only Qiu Li, but the young men from the lifeguard team also jumped into the water, and in the end they stood upright in the water, but they didn't fall, they were hanging.

"Brother!" Fu Cheng was the most anxious, "Let go! I can't get up, I'll drag you down later!"

Jiang Bai's temple was so painful that his veins bulged instantly.He wanted to speak, but couldn't.

"Relax!" Fucheng tried to push on the pile again, just a little bit of strength, but the pile surface was too small, he really couldn't get on it.

Jiang Bai was held back by his unbreathed breath. "Cough...not loose!"

"Little Bai, let go of him!" Liao Chengming shouted anxiously, "Otherwise he will drag you down!"

Jiang Bai raised his head in an instant, and the memory hit the retina under the action of a huge force.The person on the shore is no longer the uncle, but Fu Hong.That lean and lean man, his master.

"Xiaobai, let go of him!" Fu Hong, who was still young back then, shouted, "Xiaocheng, he can't go up, and I'll drag you down again! Let go of him, or if you don't let go, the two of you will fall together!"

Jiang Bai was still in this posture, holding the lion's head in one hand, and pulling Fucheng, who had just entered junior high school, with the other.

"Brother, let me go." Fu Cheng raised his head and said, his feet kicked wildly on the piles, but he couldn't get up, "The water is not deep."

"Let go of him!" The people on the shore were still shouting, Jiang Bai couldn't tell which side was reality, but he could clearly see Fu Hong's face in his memory.His master Fu Hong.Remember that you have let go.

"Let go of me, brother, I'm not afraid of water." Fu Cheng said.

Jiang Bai shook his head by himself, he could understand, Fucheng didn't want to let himself loose, the senior brother would never fall, and your sense of security was shattered in his heart.

"Let go!" Liao Chengming watched the two children crumbling.No matter how many times this kid said it, it was useless. He just wanted to fish for Fucheng, and he would do it even if he couldn't think of it.

Don’t let go, I won’t let go, I am the senior brother, Fucheng is my junior brother, I have to save both the lion head and the junior brother, I don’t let loose, this is my junior brother, I can’t let him fall, I can catch it, save it Get up, because I swore... Jiang Bai coughed again, changing from grabbing his elbow to grabbing his forearm.

There was an astonishing cry, the voice was chilling, almost hoarse.

Fucheng was pulled up by a huge force, seeing that his big arm passed the pile, and then his shoulder.He immediately adjusted his center of gravity, instead of jumping up in a hurry, he pulled back instead, using two equal external forces to maintain a center of gravity.If he jumps too fast, the senior brother will fall.

Liao Chengming stood by the pool, like a wooden man, until the two children stopped, then ran back to their original position with a limp, strode forward, and played the drum again.

The lion never dies, the might is still there, never give up!

The drums re-ignited, and the auditorium erupted into the loudest applause. It is very common to drop the stakes, but it is too difficult to save the stakes, and the lion head can only be sacrificed.But the small team of Fujiaban opened their eyes. The two young lion dancers actually had the belief that they would live together and die together, and they had accomplished the impossible.

The atmosphere rose instantly, and no one could deny the strength of this Lions team.

Fucheng's hands were shaking non-stop, his forearm hurt like hell, he probably was directly pulled purple.He didn't even want to continue the competition, he just wanted to turn around and hug his brother, tell him how many times he fell over the years, how many temporary partners gave up, no one would be as desperate as he was to save him.

The word Shige means absolute trust and a sense of security.

The next move is relatively simple, two people walked back and forth and jumped to the edge of the pool one after another, and somersaulted down the pile.The drum beat stopped before Fucheng took off the lion's head. The too bright light made him dizzy, and everything in front of his eyes was haloed.

He turned around, instead of responding to the applause, he hugged Jiang Bai instead.

"Senior brother, me!" Fucheng hugged him, and found that something was wrong with Jiang Bai, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

The applause continued, louder and louder.

Jiang Bai's face was waxy and sweat was pouring down like rain. "Shut up... I dislocated my shoulder."