Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

There was a little lipstick on his fingertips, Jiang Bai couldn't tell what color it was, but it was red anyway.But it is a little bit thicker than normal red.From his limited color assortment, this is deep red.

Dab it on Fucheng's face, like applying a rouge.Funny, I have never seen such a junior.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" Fu Cheng was about to go on stage.

"I'm not laughing at anything." Jiang Bai took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands clean, "Be careful when you go on stage, fasten the waist locks on both sides, and pull it yourself before turning over to see if it's loose."

Fu Cheng smiled and nodded. "I know I know."

"If it's loose, quickly sign and let the people below pick you up." Jiang Bai said again.

"I know, I know." Fu Cheng didn't take it seriously, "Why don't we just do a few dozen backhand flips, I'll be sure, and come back with the best performance!"

"Be careful." Jiang Bai was very blocked, and kept flicking his fingers, as if he wanted to catch someone.At this time, it was time to prepare for the performance. There were 91 students in a drum show alone, 80 played drums, and 10 carried the biggest drum. Only this 1 was the junior who was connected with his blood.

If the 90 can't protect this one well... Jiang Bai watched Fucheng leave, and sat back in his seat stiffly.Suddenly his heart was beating so fast that he had to gasp, feeling the impact of his heart on his chest.From time to time, noises came from his ears, which turned into faint human speech. Jiang Bai had to wipe off the cold sweat on the bridge of his nose, and the fragmented pictures were pressed into his eyes layer by layer.

"I'm his mother, why don't you let me see him? He now has a brother who is two years younger and grew up abroad. I can also send him to study abroad."

who?Jiang Bai's heart tightened.

"That lamp, don't buy it, it's too expensive. We don't make any money now, and you can buy it for me when we have money."

What light?Jiang Bai looked in front of him in astonishment, as if something was about to come out in his heart.Just as he hesitated for a moment, more and more fragments rushed towards him, the laughter of him and his juniors under the old locust tree, the group photo of the champion hung in the auditorium of the Chongde Martial Arts School, Fucheng couldn't stand on the pile. Wen He stepped over and hugged him, and the craft store not far from home was brightly lit.

"After the high school entrance examination and your birthday, the senior brother has earned money and will come back to buy it for you."

buy what?Why not buy it now?Who was the woman who spoke just now?Jiang Bai shook his head towards the air, staring blankly in front of him.

The battle drums outside the lounge sounded, and the drum prelude sounded.There is an LCD TV in the lounge, which broadcasts a fixed position, and the screen is red.

80 martial arts students draped red shoulder flags flew into the arena from both sides. The scene was grand and the shouts were shocking.

Qiu Li couldn't help sweating. From the TV, the elevated platform was even higher.

The students first played a set of majestic punches, and the red shoulder flags were as uniform as alive.Their waists are wrapped in red satin, and their drumsticks are hidden.

The boxing formation is like a tiger descending the mountain, and the fist wind is so fierce that it seems to be able to hit the audience's face through the TV screen.Behind it is the war drum array that has already been set up, distributed in three layers according to 40 cm, 46 cm, and 54 cm, and placed on wooden drum stands.

The first row of people dispersed back and beat the drums on the first floor.The pronunciation is lower than Tanggu, but surprisingly loud.The boy roared the high-frequency attack, and the light on the stage dimmed, implying that Shennong occupies the sky, and the sound of war drums sweeps Liuhe and sweeps away the wasteland.

Savage savage power.Gradually, the sound of the first row of drums weakened, and the second row rose up. When the sound of the first row of drums was exhausted, the audience seemed to see the hero's full strength, and the mountain fell and the people did not return.The drums are beating fast, and the war towers are everywhere, and the soldiers are raised.

Suddenly the light was completely dark, like a thick fog, and the soldiers were stuck on the road, waiting for an ambush.

Boom!The sound of the drums in the third row drove the drumheads of the audience, and the light reflected the red shoulder flag into fiery red.The sound of the drum fluctuates from time to time, as if three soldiers and horses were bursting into flames, and the repeated sound became a single sound, as if thousands of troops and horses frightened the apes and rabbits, and the places they passed turned into scorched earth.

The sound of the drums became more urgent and faster, and all 80 drums beat, and the drumsticks turned into arcs, so fast that they left afterimages.The voice is fast but not chaotic, and the heroes of Kyushu's unrest suddenly appear, and they are deeply trapped in the sword formation with nowhere to go.

It spread out suddenly, and the drum sound didn't stop suddenly, but slowly spread out, and then slowed down.There is the decadence of retreating one after another, and the despair of running out of arrows.Suddenly, the sound of drums from the third row soared into the sky, the second row swelled, and the first row echoed softly.The whole venue went dark, and the light flickered like lightning, as if the sky was manipulating the fate of people, the storm came down, and the lives were devastated.

The war drums sounded again, and the struggle between man and nature was as crazy as a thunderstorm, and the sound was like white electricity.All the drumsticks fell on the drum at the same time, boom!Boom!When all the lights were turned on again, a shirtless boy appeared at the highest point like sleepwalking, with chain ropes buckled on the left and right waists, like a strong wind, like a seed of life, like a heroic ghost killer.

The low drums continued to spread, and the boy's face appeared on the big screen. The red mark left on his face was like a proof of slaughtering the enemy. The hero was dressed in ancient clothes.

The dark eyes that have been washed, coupled with the loud sound of 80 drums in the audience.A hero, a human sacrifice.

The sound of the drum was very soft, and the young man stepped on his foot mysteriously. The water was bounced by the vibration of the drum surface, like a huge lotus flower.Under the feet is the largest war drum, which is carried by 10 boys.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew across the drum, and the boy's trousers were blown, and he flew into the air lightly, as if performing a mysterious sacrificial ceremony, and flipped behind the drum.

Brute force, dusty, accompanied by vicissitudes of drums.Every time the palms fall, the drum will make a muffled sound, and the water splashes in a scattered pattern, one after another, one after another, as if not tired, not tired, young and always high-spirited.

There was applause in the living room.This show has always been a reserved project of Zhengshan. It is very enjoyable and challenging. Every extravaganza can win the best performance award.

But only 3 people stood silently in front of the TV, frowning more and more tightly.

The fuck is so tall, Qiu Li keeps giving Qing his eyes, what should I do?Will he faint immediately after coming down from Fucheng?Qing Rang can't help it either, Fucheng just likes to show off his abilities, let's resign himself to fate, I hope he can bear it.

"Hello." Jiang Bai asked with his pockets in his pocket, "Why do I feel... I haven't remembered anything. You two, are you not hiding anything from me?"

"No." Qiu Li said first.As long as you don't admit it, you don't have it.

"No... yes." Qing Rang took a step back.

"Really?" Jiang Bai smiled, his eyes were cold.

"Really." Qiu Li nodded quickly.

"Okay." Jiang Bai also nodded, "Remember what you said yourself, don't remind me."

Qiu Li and Qing Rang stared straight at the TV screen, not daring to look at Big Brother.It's over, it's over, it's over, I hope Fucheng will not reveal his secrets, or we will die together.Because Jiang Bai has been carrying water since he was a child, and Fucheng wanted to fight, he smiled and said, just don't fight too much, if they fight, they will get kicked in the ass.Even if Fucheng told them to hide this matter, they were unlucky in the end.

25, 26, 27... Jiang Bai counted silently, as if he was standing back at the entrance of the building, Fucheng ran in and couldn't find it within 2 minutes.One after the other, the water flew higher and higher, the applause became more and more intense, and the emotions became more and more full.

Stop yelling, stop fucking yelling.He didn't like this kind of movement, just like he couldn't hear others cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife, the sound was like cutting his skin.When someone shouted, his temples twitched, and Fucheng performed another backhand flip, turning faster and faster.

Turning faster and faster...Jiang Bai covered his left eye, it hasn't hurt like this for a long time.

"Would you like to pick it up?" Qiu Li quietly asked Qing Rang, "Are you going or should I go? If I go, you are here to watch Jiang Bai."

Qing Rang shook his head, feeling that Jiang Bai was not in the right state. "Should I go to Zhang Lin and tell the students in the front row to stop shouting, the one in Fucheng who refuses to admit defeat will turn over even harder."

"Go and pick it up later." Qiu Li almost used his upper lip, "Don't let...he know. Otherwise, Fucheng will scold us to death."

Turning faster and faster, Jiang Bai could only look at the screen with his right eye.The drum was carried on the shoulders by 10 boys, and every time it fell, it could be seen that the drum was obviously swaying. Jiang Bai let go of his hand, let go of his poor left eye, and stood up enduring the terrible headache.

"Brother!" Qing Rang was anxious, "What are you doing?"

What are you going to do?Jiang Bai didn't know.

"Don't move around." Qing Rang said, "Your eyes are red, do you have a headache?"

Jiang Bai shook his head again, not knowing what happened to him at all. "Get out of the way, don't block me."

Qiu Li saw that something was wrong, so he also helped to block it. "Let's wait here for Fucheng, the end will come on stage later. There are a lot of people coming off the stage at this time..."

"Get out of the way." Jiang Bai carried Qiu Li aside.

Qiu Li was more than ten centimeters shorter than Jiang Bai, so he couldn't stop him instantly.They didn't understand what Jiang Bai was going to do, but this posture clearly wanted to fight them.He rushed out, but they couldn't stop him, just bumped into Xu Jun who came to the lounge to join in the fun.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Xu Jun took the fruit basket, "Have you all seen it? Xiaomei is so fucking reckless, the students below are crazy, many people, from other schools, are screaming with excitement! Even Hu Yihu said that this is the class with the neatest moves!"

Before he finished speaking, a person rushed towards him, hitting the fruit basket and falling to the ground.Just this wicked back, Jiang Bai.

"You're fucking crazy!" Xu Jun immediately grabbed him, "This is the backstage, look at it, what should I do if I bump into someone else?"

Unexpectedly, what awaited him was not Jiang Bai's apology, but his fist.The wind swept his eyelashes and flew over, and Xu Jun retreated in vain before avoiding it.I thought this was the most irritating thing, but I didn't expect there to be even more irritating.

Jiang Bai beat him and ran away.Ran!What is this operation?

"What's the situation?" Xu Jun was stunned, "He sprayed medicine? So excited!"

"Spanking medicine! Chase!" Qiu Li shouted, "If you can't catch up, it's over. He must go to Fucheng!"

Looking for Fucheng?It just shocked my mom!Xu Jun complained so much that he didn't have time to pick up the fruit basket that Fu Yu bought to celebrate the success of the performance, and ran out with Qing Rang.

Huh, huh, very tired.The heels of Fucheng's palms were stiff, and his old injured right wrist began to feel numb and hot.Every time the drumhead falls, it also falls, not very stable, but fortunately, I have solid basic skills.

The stability of the inner quality is reflected, and the drum surface is filled with water, but we should not be afraid.Fucheng counted down in his heart, and the last one was completely finished, and he was greeted with applause like mountains and seas.

Awesome!Fucheng was about to lose his footing, he wanted to take a deep breath but didn't dare, he was afraid that people would see him as tired, and he was also afraid that he would fall if he moved too hard.It would be a lie to say that there is no vanity. Anyone who practices martial arts wants to reach the top, at least at my age, no one wants to be the second child.

Maybe I will calm down when I get older. Now I just eat recklessly, practice lion dance recklessly, get injured recklessly, grab someone recklessly, and like them.

The drums stopped completely and the applause did not dissipate. The drum array did not move for the time being. According to the usual practice, there will be an encore and another round.But the backhand flippers couldn’t stand on the top all the time. The 10 boys lowered the drum first, and made sure that the drum entered the drum stand before making a gesture to move.

That's enough, if you successfully complete the task, it will be considered a full score if you go on now.Fucheng didn't dare to release the waist lock for the time being, so he squatted down first, lowered his center of gravity, groped around the edge of the drum to find a place to jump down.

In the end, I don't know who didn't stabilize it, and the drum surface trembled.Fu Cheng immediately grabbed the rim of the drum, his legs hung down, and he saw the ground directly.

Ouch, dizziness, vertigo.

Everyone was waiting for the performer to come down, but the boy on the drum seemed to be stuck to the drum, motionless and stiff.Time passed by second by second, and after more than ten seconds, the boy still had no intention of coming down.

If he doesn't come down, there are so many people in the drum array that they can't move, and they are all waiting to return.

"Brother!" The person closest to him reminded him, "Come down quickly, there are so many people waiting for you!"

Fu Cheng didn't even dare to shake his head, his whole body was cold, his hands and feet trembled, and his feet were already limp.

"Come down quickly!" The person next to him couldn't wait to start urging, "Don't waste your time, there will be a show later, hundreds of people are waiting for you!"

Fucheng only heard voices, but he couldn't tell what was said, and there was only one word in his head, Gao.

High, really high...I can't do it, I'm going to faint.Fucheng really didn't dare to move.

An emergency situation suddenly arises in the extravaganza, and the drum performers on the high platform refuse to come down.