Good looks are amazing

Huang Mao pointed to the dance floor, and moved closer to Zhanchi's house, "Brother, don't you want to show off? I think your break dance was the best in Jiufang Street back then."

"That's right, brother, you still dare to dance here like this, you go and dance to open their eyes."

"Brother, you can still dance? Why don't we know? If you can, let the brothers see." A group of people booed.

The Zhanchi family looked at them and then at the dance floor, "Dance one?"

"Jump one, jump one."

Instigated by his good brother, the Zhanchi family took off their shirts and walked off the dance floor.First, I watched from the side, and waited until one song ended and another began. Zhanchi’s family followed the rhythm to the middle, and the movements became more and more difficult, from the simple rhythm at the beginning to the big opening at the end. Together, applause continued to ring around.

Although it looks like break dancing, I like it because I have practiced martial arts since I was a child. The dance is not like the traditional one. I added some martial arts elements in it, but it looks fresh, and the movements are clean and powerful. Others can't do it. Than.

Brother Ba took a sip of his wine and shook his head helplessly, "That's it, who would believe that this person had a back injury?" He could imagine that when he got home, he would definitely complain of back pain again.

The street dance of Zhanchi's family was learned after coming to city b. For a while, he was very "obsessed" with street dance, so when he was working in a bar, he learned from a dancer for a while.Even before the age of 22, he had been practicing. After he was cut, everyone was very tacit to keep silent, even in private. Except for a few people around him who had been with him for a long time, there were very few people in Jiufang Street. Know he can dance.Today is the first time to dance in front of everyone, fresh and familiar.

As soon as the dance was over, there were applause and cheers all around. Under the eyes of everyone, the Zhanchi family sat beside Biaozi panting, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Brother's treasured sword is not old yet." Liao Zi's palms were flushed, and he looked at him with admiration for a moment. The Zhanchi family just now was so handsome.

"Liao Zi, can you speak the idiom, what is a sword that is not old? This is called beauty over the crowd." Biaozi said self-righteously.

The Zhanchi family gave the two of them a hard look, and finally decided to say to Brother Ba, "Brother Ba, please improve the cultural quality of these guys during this time, otherwise they will say that they came from me, and they will not be ashamed." .”

Brother Ba smiled and shook his head, took the wine bottle and lightly touched Zhanchi's family, and raised his head to drink.

Joyful moments always pass quickly, and the time passes little by little between everyone's cups and cups.Zhanchi's family was half lying on the sofa, drank a lot of wine, watched the dance floor change from batch to batch, the smile on his face gradually faded, he always felt that he owed something, and looked at his phone from time to time.

"...life flows with the years, with gray hair,

With you gone, happiness is gone,

Fade away with the past, sleep with the dream,

As the paralyzed heart gradually goes away,

I miss you so much, miss you so much,

But there is no "show" trace,

I still tiptoe thinking,

I still let the memory circle,

I still cry with my eyes closed,

I also pretended it didn't matter,

I miss you so much, miss you so much,

but deceived himself..."

Brother Ba's voice is a bit vicissitudes, no matter what song he sings, he always feels very sad.

In a few minutes, it will be three o'clock in the afternoon. I don't know what day Qiao Luyuan is, is he sleeping or in a meeting? Thinking this way, Zhanchi's family clicked on Qiao Luyuan's cell phone number.