483: C483 Qu Jian Ren San

C483 Qu Jian Ren San

"Cut the crap, see you on stage."

Ju brushed shoulders with Feng and walked towards the stage. The scene was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Feng was also infuriated by the other party's arrogance, so he followed behind him.

This was the situation Wan Qian wanted to see. Competition was not always a bad thing. On the contrary, it can promote the development of things, and survival of the fittest.

"Wenn Chou!" "How's the preparation for the live broadcast platform coming along!"

Ju shouted from the stage. It was as if this was his home ground. In addition, he also broadcasted the news to the public, allowing them to see how he would be able to obtain the position of the chief judge.

Wenn Chou knew Ju's temper. He had already arranged for a cameraman to set up the camera with the equipment and was ready to start shooting anytime.

Although this scene wouldn't be shown on TV, it could still be placed in as a flake in the end, so it was still quite valuable for filming.

The cameraman made an "OK" pose towards the stage. Ju shouted, "Music!"

"BOOM!"

The scene then released a moving rhythm of music. The workers who were building the stage and the workmen couldn't help but move to the rhythm of the battle.

Wan Qian stood below the stage with his arms crossed as he watched the two dance. He wanted to see whether the person whom he had taken a liking to was powerful or this famous dancing teacher of his.

At this time, the live broadcast platform was already in place, and they were using their Qiantong Live Platform.

Many people had seen the live broadcast of the national champion of street dancing and human dances written in the live broadcast room! He clicked it one by one to see what was going on.

After entering, they were all surprised to see that it was the live broadcast studio of the television station.

There was actually someone who could dance here. Looking at the decorations, it seemed like a stage was being built. At the back was a sign that read "Hip-Hop Street Dance."

It looked like a new variety show for street dancing. It was probably a live broadcast for this program.

The atmosphere at the scene was intense. Through the live broadcast platform, everyone recognized Ju. They didn't expect that the champion who had retired for so many years would come out and fight with others again.

Her heroic bearing was nowhere to be seen. They all began to call CALL for him.

"Holy sh * t!" Isn't that Teacher Ju!? Back then, he had won everything with a single finger! In one fell swoop, you have won the national champion of street dancing competition! "

"It really is him!"

"I heard that he didn't open his own studio in the imperial city? Why did he come out to fight and dance with others? "Also, who is that person on the other side? I don't even know him."

… ….

The live broadcast platform's audience commented.

They were both praising Ju and doubting Feng. He didn't know who Feng was and what right he had to stand on stage with Ju.

In the eyes of those knowledgeable people, Ju was the true dance teacher in their hearts. Only he was qualified to educate others and be their judge.

Therefore, Ju's voice had always been very loud. On the other hand, no one supported Feng. There were even many people who insulted Feng and discriminated against him.

Wan Qian saw the situation through his live broadcast. Without saying anything further, he gave 10 billion red packets and said a few words: "Support Feng."

In an instant, the number of people in the live broadcast room rose from twenty thousand to twenty million. They divided the 10 billion red packets.

And the comments began to be one-sided.

"Feng, I love you!"

"Support Feng in winning the championship!"

"Feng is mighty!"

… ….

They were all shouting good words for Feng. Even those who were against Feng were quickly overshadowed by other opinions. There was no chance for them to show off.

Ju was the first to step out and dance, using her nimble limbs to pose herself on the stage.

Furthermore, many of his actions were provocative, pointing straight at Feng.

Feng did not show any weakness. When the other side stopped, he immediately started dancing. It was as smooth as two people dancing at the same time. The connection between them was flawless.

Ju was shocked when she saw this. She didn't expect Feng to instantly grasp and use the dance movements and tempo that she arranged.

This person was not a genius!?

When Wan Qian saw this, the corner of his mouth rose into a smile. The outcome was obvious. Feng must be able to defeat Ju.

After all, street dancing was a game for the young. Ju was an early king, and she had a lot of experience in teaching. However, he had already been caught up by the newcomer.

As expected, Ju gradually found it difficult to continue her matches. He was losing out in strength. It didn't matter if it was the movements or physical strength, he was unable to keep up.

Feng, on the other hand, gradually entered a beautiful state and was happy to meet such a powerful opponent. This greatly enriched his vision, and allowed him to enjoy a carefree and flowing dance.

He truly admired Ju's strength from the bottom of his heart. Worthy of being the dance king of earlier years.

"Bam!"

When the last note of the bass hit the ground, the two people on the field stopped in their tracks at the same time. Feng raised his hands and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

The sparring earlier had consumed a lot of his physical strength. But inside, he was very happy.

Ju, her hands on her knees, bent over and took deep breaths.

Ever since he retired, he has been engaged in the teaching of street dancing. He had neglected his usual training. Although his teaching experience had greatly increased, his own strength had been decreasing day by day.

to the point that they can't keep up with the songs that young people play today.

The result was obvious, Feng won.

Even Wenn Chou, Ju's good friend, could not say anything more. After all, this was a match that everyone could see for themselves. Not only were there staff at the scene, but there were also millions of spectators on the live broadcast platform.

After all, the eyes of the masses were bright. When standing alone on the stage, everyone could clearly see what kind of character you have, what kind of state you're in, and whether you have any goods. Therefore, Ju couldn't lie to everyone on this point.

"How is it, Wenn Chou?" It shouldn't be a problem for Feng to be the chief judge, right? "

Wan Qian said with a smile on the side.

Seems like his eye of discernment wasn't bad, and he wasn't mistaken in his judgement.

Wenn Chou just nodded silently without saying anything. At the same time, he also knew that it wasn't easy for Ju.

This year, he was already over forty years old, and he still had to compete with other youths. To him, this was too cruel.

But that was the reality. If you want to be promoted, you need strength. It was impossible to use one's seniority to show off.

Feng turned around and walked towards Ju. He put his arm around her shoulders and patted her on the back, "Senior! You danced too well! I sincerely admire you! "2

"Thank you."

Ju also patted Feng's back, but her expression was clearly disappointed.

Seeing the rise of the wave behind him meant that the wave before him had disappeared.

He got off the stage desolately and said to Wenn Chou, "I still have things to do in the studio, so I have to go back now. Congratulations on finding such an excellent chief judge. I believe that this season's variety shows will be very popular. "Come on."

With that, he patted Wenn Chou on the shoulder and walked out of the studio.

Wenn Chou wanted to say something, but he found that he could not. They could only watch as he left.

"This is fifty billion." Transfer it back to your friend. "

Wan Qian directly transferred 50 billion to Wenn Chou and said. Then he went on stage to greet Feng with a smile: "Not bad! The overall judge for this year's Streets Dance Competition is you! "

"Really? Director Wan!? Great! "Yay!"

Feng's current state was completely different from before.

Previously, he was just a social animal. Everywhere for the rice, oil, salt, and work and the labor wave. For poor wages.

Now that he had followed Wan Qian, not only did his income increase, but his social status had also increased by several levels. And it was to do what he liked. It felt like his life was on the line.

It seemed like his wife had said that he could repay the loan of the old house first. They would sell it for a larger and more spacious house.

This way the child would not have to sleep in the same room with himself when he grew up.

Wenn Chou stood below the stage and looked at Wan Qian silently, his emotions very complicated. I didn't expect Wan Qian to be so nice. Although Lili had failed, she had allocated another 50 billion to him.

Who wouldn't follow such a boss?

No wonder he could become Mo Capital's Richest Man. There was a reason for all of this.

Wan Qian looked at the time. It was already six in the evening. It was about time for the welcoming party to begin. So he planned to leave.

"Check out Wen Director for the specific details of the performance. I'll go first. If there's anything, contact me in time. "

Wan Qian said to Feng. After that, he gave Wenn Chou a few more words and pushed Su San's contact information to him, asking the two of them to go and create the program 001. He left the studio and took a taxi to school.

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