Monster Factory

"Explore!"

"Explore!"

At the concert scene, the voice of the tide, through the live broadcast of the concert, was clearly passed to countless audiences across the country.

The live broadcast room is free to watch, and it is more than 9 o'clock in the evening. Most people have free time.

They also use their own methods to interact with the audience on the spot.

The barrage of the face has completely obscured the live broadcast, without any spare space.

"Do you want to know, the true identity of this mysterious dancer?" Changed the Xujing Palace of the classical palace dress, walked to the middle of the stage, and stood with the mysterious dancer.

The shouting of the face was gradually stopped. Since Xu Ninggong did not prepare for the next song, it means that it has to interact with the audience for a while.

It will definitely be revealed.

"I guess he is Lang Han!"

"The palace is really interesting. Let us guess who Lang Han is."

The following audience almost smiled at the stomach, how did Xu Ning Gong become so two, and this is still guessing?

Just like Bolt, no one can lock the 100-meter sprint to 9 seconds 58 as if no one could imitate the treble of Vitas. The internationally renowned dance master Lang Han, of course, also has a very strong personal style, no one can imitate.

Xu Ninggong smiled and handed a microphone to the mysterious dancer next to him.

"Mysterious guests, what do you think of the audience who agree that you are Lang Han?"

After taking the microphone, the mysterious dancer made a nerve-wracking action.

Because of the mask, the audience could not see his expression, and of course he did not have an expression.

"I said that I am not Lang Han, do you believe it?" Even the electronic synthesis sounds that men and women can't distinguish are coming, and the audience is a glimpse.

In what case, I have to go to this part, how to play mystery, and also use the computer to handle the sound?

"You can't reveal the mask, don't expose me to grab it?" The audience who already have an acute child is almost unable to stand it.

"That way, in order to prove that I am not Lang Han, I will give you a jump, and Lang Han will not dance."

The mood of the audience has improved in an instant, and they prefer the dance of Lang Han compared to Lang Han, who has no mystery.

Whether it is the audience or the audience in the live room, there are many who are dedicated to Lang Han. On weekdays, Lang Han is a very low-key person, and the audience has never seen Lang Han skip dance outside the folk dance.

"Fast jump, I can't wait."

"Forgive the organizer, I can invite Lang Han to dance other dances. This is definitely a historical breakthrough. I also recognize the mystery."

"Will you have another dance?" Xu Ninggong also pretended to be surprised, and then quickly stepped back and gave the stage to the mysterious dancer.

Load the 02 action program...

The program is loaded.

Run after the last few seconds, ten...nine...

"Then let everyone dance a street dance!" The mysterious dancer suddenly cocked his **** and said to the microphone: "Give me a piece of dance, a little dance!"

"what's the situation?"

“Is this skyrocket familiar?”

The audience has not had time to react, and it has reacted from this abrupt change of style. The surround sound has a very familiar dance accompaniment.

This is not "color ve"?

From abroad to the country, dance background music is very popular among young people.

Very rhythmic percussion, so that the audience can not help but shake.

Three, two, one!

The program runs!

The mysterious dancer on the stage, like the electricity, began to dance with music in the same place.

With both hands swaying, both feet seem to be running, and it seems to be happily stepping on the invisible beats on the ground. But no matter how he beats, the position of the body remains the same.

Like Jackson's space step, it is similar to a drag dance. Every time he stepped, it seemed to step on the hearts of the audience, letting the audience follow the inexplicable incitement.

"I can't control my body after I finish."

"I have to pick up from the wheelchair. Who is coming to hold me?"

“Mom asked me why I danced while typing? I said I couldn’t control it.”

The strong appeal makes the audience around the stage and watching the live broadcast, like the electricity, involuntarily, with the feet to follow the pace of mysterious dancers.

Not ill.

Not too slow or slow.

The golden mask turned into a beating note, and the cloth on the white dance dress became a feather that swayed the heart. The audience followed, and the audience in the live room followed, either shaking their legs or twisting.

Even the reporters at the scene shook their heads.

This is the charm of dance, this is the appeal of top masters.

When the accompaniment gradually falls and the mysterious dancer returns to its original position, the audience is going crazy.

What's happening here?

Asian dance king Gu Zhaosi?

This kind of brisk rhythm makes people doubt that their cerebellum movement system is a problem. Isn’t it the masterpiece of the Asian dance king Gu Zhaosi?

But Gu Zhaosi, absolutely can not dance the graceful and sad dance of Lang Han.

That Lang Han...

Can you jump out of the cheerful rhythm of Gu Zhaosi?

sure!

Just Lang Han has not jumped yet!

"News, Big News. Lang Han actually jumped into the street dance and danced as well as the Asian Dance King."

"This is a world-class dance master. From now on, I am a **** fan of Lang Han."

“It’s so cool, this concert of Xu Ning Palace has become a feast of music and dance.”

"Everyone is waiting, tomorrow's news headline will definitely explode, Asian dance king Gu Zhaosi, also absolutely cry, because the world dance king grabbed his job."

"How about this dance?" The mystery dancer picked up the microphone again and used the synthetic electronic channel: "Lang Han can't dance in my style?"

"Haha ~ Lang Han, you are not only good at dancing, but also good at talking."

"Lang Han, I love you."

At the concert scene, no one answered his question at all, and all of them expressed their excitement and expressed their inner admiration.

“Do you want to know who the mysterious guest is?”

Under the spotlight, Xujing Palace, which seems to be out of the painting, reveals a charming smile: "That, let us invite our mysterious guests with the warmest applause, and uncover the mask!"

The audience suddenly boiled, and I knew that it was Lang Han’s return, and the mask was removed, and it was one thing.

This means that Lang Han will throw away all the disguise and appear in front of them as a world-class dance master.

The voices of the audience are completely boiling. Even if you leave the gymnasium and walk to the bustling road, you can clearly hear it.

"唰~唰~唰~唰~"

When the audience's boiling sounds are reached, the dazzling lights on the stage are extinguished one by one, and finally the stage becomes completely dark. (To be continued.)