This star is from the earth

The staff member picked up a number plate with tape on the edge and shouted at the line: "Next."

Tang Ye stepped forward and took the number from the staff. After looking at it, he pasted the number plate on the chest of the sweater.

Eight hundred and eighty-sixth.

A number with meaning.

A burst of laughter came from behind. At this time, everyone's mobile phones have not been required to be stored in a unified manner. Tang Ye didn't have to turn his head to look, and he knew that many people were secretly taking pictures of him at the scene.

Tang Ye went to the next staff member through the eyes of laughter and playfulness, took the black tape handed over, covered all the labels of the clothes, and asked the other party to confirm, and then walked to the next staff member, Checked the accompanying repertoire for the competition.

The staff who checked the repertoire was a young girl. After seeing Tang Ye's repertoire, she frowned slightly, and looked up at Tang Ye as if she saw black fans. Tang Ye said softly: "It's a tribute." The girl hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I wish you pass." Tang Ye nodded and thanked the other party, showing the first smile of the day.

Last year, whether it was nervous or hungry, in short, his state was not adjusted to the best and his performance was abnormal, so he had subsequent anger. Tang Ye felt that this could not be the case this year.

After finally handing in the mobile phone and electronic equipment, everything was ready, Tang Ye returned to the vast waiting room, touched a corner and sat down, took out chocolate from his pocket and put it in his mouth, quietly waiting for the recording to start.

Having once recorded experience, he knows very well that the program may take nearly 20 hours to record, and anyone may have the opportunity to dance in the first hour, or may have to wait until the last hour. So he has to conserve his strength, adjust his state, and be ready to play at all times.

When everyone received their numbers one after another, and after confirming the repertoire for the competition, they were taken to the recording venue by all means.

The recording venue is the largest studio.

The overall setting is similar to last year, one-to-one imitation of the street layout, with street lights, trash cans, telephone poles, fire hydrants, and signboards growing from the walls. The signboard is a sponsorship advertisement for the show, it has been made into old pieces, and the style blends into the street, becoming one of the props, not annoying.

Some of the dancers came here for the first time, and felt it on the spot. Looking at the materials and posters of previous dancers on the wall, the newspapers scattered on the street were the evaluations of the "Street Dance" program by various media. It feels like breaking into the arena of dancing. Before the recording started, the dancers already felt their blood start to boil, looking at the street and imagining what it would be like to dance here. Some people with strong physical strength really danced in the open space. Everyone watched and laughed, as if the show had already started.

The ends of the four streets in the southeast, north and west are blocked by a curtain, a total of four, four colors.

Everyone knew that behind the curtain was the captain and the captain's dance troupe. Standing at the crossroads and looking up, they could see the huge screens on all sides. At that time, the captain's image would appear on it, so that those who were behind could enjoy the captain's show through the screen.

"Hahahahaha! Come and see this!" Suddenly someone laughed a few times, calling for friends and attracting everyone's attention.

The person pointed to a wanted notice on the telephone pole, and the people around looked at it one after another.

On the wanted notice is a person wearing a black bucket hat, black mask and sunglasses. The name is unknown, the age is unknown, the information is unknown, a few screenshots of dancing, and no other information. The person who wrote the arrest warrant asked fellow dancers to find him, and the crime was "wasting talent".

Everyone watched the laughter as if it was contagious, but few people hissed or scorned.

"I don't know if Han Jue will come this year." Someone looked at the arrest warrant and questioned, with eager eyes.

"It depends on whether Gu Fan will come or not. When Gu Fan comes, Han Jue will definitely come, hahahaha!~~" After saying this, a girl hugged her companion, giggling.

Han Jue is well-known in the dance circle, not only because of the difficult moves that no one can imitate in "Street Dance", but also because of the dances he danced in the United States. Unlike music, dance has language barriers. The dances that Han Jue danced in the United States, from movement to choreography, from appeal to control, all show that he has formed his own school, has his own style, and is quite mature. Extremely strong, and the iconic moves are one after another. Han Jue has many identities and does not focus on dancing. A non-professional dancer can do this. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as amazing and brilliant.

Some people hoped that Han Jue could participate in the competition before they came. First, they wanted to see new things, and second, they were eager to take a shortcut. If they defeated Han Jue, they could become famous overnight. It's just that everyone knows that the possibility of Han Jue participating in the competition is so small that it can be ignored, because with Han Jue's current reputation, he will be the captain if he wants to come, and there is no need to "condescend" to be a team member. People come as stepping stones.

Therefore, Tang Ye is the only person recorded in the book who fought against Han Jue.

The arrest warrant was not only posted on a wire pole, so Tang Ye also saw it.

The people around Tang Ye looked at the arrest warrant, and then at him, laughing inexplicably. It’s not about laughing at Tang Ye’s miserable loss—being defeated by an opponent with the same moves is the most indisputable failure—but about Tang Ye’s bad luck. When I arrived at Han Jue, it became the background board of Han Jue's legendary road.

Tang Ye left the crowd discussing [whether Han Jue will come this time], returned to the small square at the intersection, sat on the ground in front of a shop, and took out a book to read.

Any dancer who has participated in one or several competitions can always meet a few friends in the circle. However, Tang Ye didn't have any friends in the circle. He knew a few people before, but that was in the past, and now those people also came to "Street Dance", but when he glanced at Tang Ye, it seemed that Tang Ye didn't exist at all.

Tang Ye was alone, quietly reading a book and waiting for the opening.

The cameramen holding up the equipment were all over the field to shoot material, and one of them was aimed at Tang Ye all the time.

Tang Ye is now extremely sensitive to masks. After he looked up and saw that the masked cameraman in front of him was not Han Jue, he lowered his head and continued reading without asking why his camera was so small.

Xiao Zhou looked at Tang Ye, and felt that he was a bit like the boss who participated in "The Rip Hop". It's not the appearance and body, nor is it that the other party learns from the boss to read books at the game site, but that the bones have undergone transformation, and all the publicity of the whole body has been restrained. It is like a stubborn rock in a place where desire is flowing. The temperament of water splash.

It's a blockbuster if it doesn't make a sound.

They're all biting dogs, no...

Xiao Zhou stopped his wild thoughts and looked around, but he didn't see Guan Yi, so he boldly brought the camera lens closer to Tang Ye, trying to make sure of something.

Xiao Zhou asked: "What is your dream?"

"Huh?" Tang Ye raised his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"What kind of dancer do you want to be?" Xiao Zhou asked again.

Han Jue flashed through Tang Ye's mind, but he replied, "I don't know."

"Dishonest." Xiao Zhou muttered, and continued to ask: "What ranking do you want to win in this competition?"

"Champion." Tang Ye replied with a calm face and was very blunt.

Xiao Zhou clicked his tongue a few times: "If you meet Han Jue again this time, what are you going to do?"

"What's the meaning?"

"If you met Han Jue again today, would you challenge him a second time?"

"No." Tang Ye felt that he was not good enough to challenge Han Jue.

"Then will you hit him?"

"Why did I hit him?" Tang Ye frowned slightly, feeling that things were starting to get weird.

Xiao Zhou coaxed and said: "He made you so miserable, you don't want to beat him? If it was me, I would definitely beat him up if I saw Han Jue again." After saying this, he looked back to make sure There was no one behind him, so he turned his head and continued: "What about you?"

"What..." Tang Ye didn't comment.

He stared into Xiao Zhou's eyes for a few seconds, then glanced down, and saw that the other party did indeed have an employee ID card on his chest, and decided in his heart: [One is a staff member of Han Jue's black fan. 】

Tang Ye also thought that the other party was still not very intelligent.

Because with the way the other party asked, even if he really hated Han Jue and wanted to hit Han Jue, he couldn't say it in front of the camera.

Tang Ye gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes and said to Xiao Zhou, "Get out, don't hit me."

After speaking, he turned around and changed the direction to continue reading.

Xiao Zhou's interest remained undiminished, he put down the camera, and revealed his identity that he is actually a senior gangster of Han Jue, and he has not been used to Han Jue for a long time. Then ask the other party if they have registered an account in a Korean black forum, and if they have scolded Han Jue under the Weibo of Han Jue Studio. If so, they may be able to exchange ideas.

Tang Ye remained silent as if he had settled down.

It took about half an hour after the dancers entered the arena, and most of the freshness had passed, and they all returned to the small square at the crossroads to prepare for recording.

"[Captain Show] is ready to start." The director's voice sounded on the radio.

All the participating dancers looked around to see which one would start first.

The lights in the north, south, and west began to dim, leaving only the east.

The east side starts first.

The curtain on the east side is white, and it is slowly opened to reveal the arrangement behind.

When everyone looked from the front, they could only see a few white screens standing on the ground, but the number was unknown.

When the lights change and the music starts, it means the captain show is about to start.

I saw two people wearing leather clothes, black masks and hats, and gold armor on their arms, calves, and chests, walking out from the two screens in front of them. You can't tell who it is from the clothes.

With the gesture of the two people's left hands holding their right [sword fingers] in the air, the dance officially began.

"Ninja?" Many dancers at the scene recognized this gesture at once, suddenly realized, and then recognized the cherry blossom style in the background music.

After making a ninja gesture, the screen began to move.

Four, six, eight, and eight screens moved around the venue, revealing two people. One is dressed in black, the same as the one who appeared in the beginning, and the other is dressed in white, wearing a bamboo hat. Dressed differently, everyone knew that the white robe was the captain.

Black clothes and white robes came to the front and started dancing.

Hei Yi stood on his head, stopped, and only used his legs to do movements. The white robe, like a puppet manipulator, uses his hands to make exactly the same movements as the man in black's legs.

Afterwards, the screen changed, black clothes and white robes left the stage, and a bunch of black clothes ran out from behind the screen with short bodies and began to dance together.

The movements are extremely neat, even if you pause at any time, you can still find that the angles of everyone's gestures must be exactly the same.

"It's too clean." Tang Ye looked around at the dancer's movements and couldn't help but marvel.

It's just that he feels that the one who leads the dance in the center has stronger control, and the texture of the same movement is a little better than that of the others. It makes people feel that the movements made by this person are authentic.

【Where did you see it? 】 Tang Ye felt vaguely familiar.

"How do you say it? What cleanliness? Do you sweep the floor clean?" Xiao Zhou raised his camera and pointed it at Tang Ye.

Tang Ye rolled his eyes, pushed away the camera, and continued to look at the big screen.

After a few movements, the white robe appeared again. All the screens have stood in an inverted triangle shape at some point, and as far as people can see, they can only see white robes.

As the captain, Bai Pao walked to the middle of the stage without haste, and it didn't look like he was about to dance violently. The white robe stood in the middle, and just stretched out his hand casually to the right. What caught the eyes of all the audience was that a hand appeared on the left half of the screen at the same time.

"What what? What was that just now?"

"Avatar?"

Before the dancers could think about it, they saw the white robe make a few movements. The moment they squatted down, half a person appeared on the edge of each screen at the same time.

Dance is an art. Since it is an art, Peter is no longer just about physical fitness, but also about creativity.

Watching six identically dressed people entering and exiting at the same time on the edge of the screen, posing in the same pose, like shadow clones, like a kaleidoscope.

"I'm stupid!!"

"Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely!!!"

The atmosphere of the audience was like a bomb that exploded, and all the audience jumped up, screamed, and cheered.

The white robe seemed to have been prepared for the enthusiasm of the scene. He turned around and walked slowly towards the middle of the screen with his hands behind his back, leaving behind cheers and two people in black.

There are two B-BOYs in black, dancing in front of a mirror, and after that, another group of people come out from behind the screen and dance together again.

The lead dancer in the center is still the one with a better texture than the others.

Stepping on dense points, doing crisp and neat movements, sometimes as sharp as a blade, sometimes as soft as catkins, showing strong body control. It is no exaggeration to say that facing such an infectious dance, most dancers either get goosebumps or feel their blood speeding up.

The other three captains behind the curtain watched the dance through the director's monitoring screen. The first thought was that they had to get to know the choreographer, and the second thought was that they had to see who was leading the dance in the middle of the dance.

The dance was coming to an end, and several dancers lined up, slowly making the [ninja] gesture to end. The two screens were folded from both sides to the middle, and when viewed from the front, they looked like two erasers, smearing off black clothes one after another.

The two screens met in the middle, and the seven black-clothed men became one white-robed man.

Wonderful.

When the dance ended, the applause, cheers, screams and whistles of the audience all mixed together and burst out all at once.

Everyone can't wait to see what kind of captain performed such a wonderful dance.

The lights were on, and the white robe took off the mask and bamboo hat first, and it was Gu Fan.

"Gu Fan!!!"

"Fan Ge Niu Bi!!!"

Others in black came out from behind the screen, bowed to the cheering crowd, took off their masks, and revealed familiar faces, who were called out by names one by one by the participating dancers. Because they were members of the team that Gu Fan led last time, and this time they came to cheer for the captain.

There is another one to help out.

The cheers and screams escalated when the man took off his mask.

Han Jue took off his mask and hat, put his shoulders on Gu Fan, smiled and waved hello to everyone.

Tang Ye looked at Han Jue who was beside Gu Fan, and suddenly felt short of breath, his heart rate accelerated for a while, and a thought filled his mind: 【He is coming too. 】

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Note: Captain Gu Fan used the classic dance of [KINJAZ] dance troupe in the WOD dance competition.

It can be searched at Station B, and NetEase Cloud can also search, the method is as follows:

First search for the background music "KinjaBang" - TroyBoi, and then you can see the related video in the comments, it is this dance.