Monster Factory Chapter 475: : We don’t believe anything.

"expose the face!"

"expose the face!"

At the concert site, the appeals like the tide were clearly transmitted to countless audiences across the country through the live broadcast room of the concert.

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

They also used their own methods to interact with the audience.

The barrage of expose the face has completely covered up the live broadcast, and there is no room left.

"Do you want to know the true identity of this mysterious dancer?" After changing into the Xu Ninggong of the classical palace dress, he walked to the middle of the stage and stood with the mysterious dancer.

The shouting of expose the face gradually stopped. Since Xu Ninggong is not preparing for the next song, it means that he needs to interact with the audience for a while.

It will definitely be expose the face.

"I guess he is Lang Han!"

"Gonggong is really interesting, let's guess who Lang Han is."

The audience below almost laughed and hurt their stomachs. How come Xu Ninggong has changed so much? Is this a guess?

Just like Bolt, no one can lock the 100-meter dash at 9 seconds 58, just like no one can imitate Vitas's high pitch. The internationally renowned dance master Lang Han, of course, also has a very strong personal style that no one can imitate.

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

"Mysterious guest, what do you think of the audience's consensus that you are Lang Han?"

Taking the microphone, the mysterious dancer made a nerve-wracking movement.

Because of the mask, the audience can't see his expression, of course he has no expression.

"I said I am not Lang Han, do you believe it?" Even the electronically synthesized voice that could not be distinguished between men and women came, and the audience was taken aback.

Whatever the situation, it’s for this reason, why do you still play with mystery and use the computer to process the sound?

"Will you expose the expose the face tool? I went up and grabbed it if you didn't expose it?" The already impatient audience could hardly bear it.

"Well, to prove that I am not Lang Han, I will give you a dance that Lang Han can't dance at all."

The mood of the audience improved in an instant. They liked the dance of Lang Han more than Lang Han expose the face, which has no sense of mystery.

Whether it is the live audience or the audience in the live broadcast room, many of them come specifically for Lang Han. On weekdays, Lang Han is a very low-key person, and the audience has never seen Lang Han skip dances other than folk dance.

"Hurry up, I can't wait."

"Forgive the organizer, I can invite Lang Han to dance other dances. This is definitely a historical breakthrough. I will recognize it even if it is too mysterious."

"Do you know how to dance?" Xu Ninggong also pretended to be surprised, and then quickly stepped back and gave the stage to the mysterious dancer.

Load 02 action programming...

programming has been loaded.

Run after tens of seconds, ten...nine...

"Then let's do some street dance for everyone!" The mysterious dancer suddenly raised his finger and said into the microphone: "Give me some more dynamic dance!"

"What's the situation?"

"How familiar is this cupola finger?"

Before the audience had time, they reacted from this abrupt change in the style of painting, and the familiar dance accompaniment sound came out from the surround sound.

Isn't this "Seve"?

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

Very rhythmic percussion music, which made the audience uncontrollably shake it.

Three, two, one!

programming is running!

The mysterious dancer on the stage, like an electric, began to dance to the music in place.

The hands swing, the feet seem to be running, and they seem to be happily stepping on the invisible beat on the ground. But no matter how he beats, the position of his body always remains the same.

Similar to Jackson's spacewalk, but also similar to the shuffle dance. Every time he stepped, he seemed to step on the hearts of the audience, causing the audience to follow inexplicable restlessness.

"It's over, I can't control my body anymore."

"I'm about to jump up from the wheelchair, who will hold me down?"

"Mom asked me why I was dancing while typing? I said I couldn't control it."

The strong appeal made the audience around the stage and watching the live broadcast room, just like the past, involuntarily follow the steps of the mysterious dancer with their feet.

neither too fast nor too slow.

neither slow nor hurried.

The golden mask turned into a beating note, and the cloth strips on the white dance clothes turned into feathers that moved the heartstrings. The audience jumped, and the audience in the live room followed suit, shaking their legs or twisting their waists.

Even the reporters at the scene shook their heads.

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

When the accompaniment gradually fell and the mysterious dancer returned to his original place, the audience was going crazy.

What's the situation?

Asia Dance King Gu Zhaosi?

This brisk rhythm makes people suspect that the system dance steps of the cerebellar movement are not the best of Asia Dance King Gu Zhaosi?

But Gu Zhaosi can never dance the graceful and sad dance of Lang Han.

The Lang Han...

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

Yes!

Isn't Lang Han already jumping just now!

"News~IndoMTL.com~Tianda News. Lang Han actually did a street dance, and danced as well as Asia Dance King."

"This is a world-class dance master. From now on, I am the iron fans of Lang Han."

"It's so cool, this concert of Xu Ninggong has become a feast of music and dance."

"Wait everyone, tomorrow news headlines will definitely explode. Asia Dance King Gu Zhaosi will definitely cry because the world Dance King grabbed his job."

"How is this dance?" The mysterious dancer picked up the microphone again and used a synthetic electronic channel: "Lang Han can't dance my style of dance, right?"

"Haha ~ Lang Han, you not only dance well, but you also speak well in cross talk."

"Lang Han I love you."

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

"Do you want to know who the mysterious guest is?"

Under the spotlight, Xu Ninggong seems to have come out of the painting, showing a charming smile: "Then we, with the warmest applause, invite our mysterious guests and take off the mask!"

The audience boiled instantly, knowing in their hearts that Lang Han was one thing, and when the mask was removed, it was another thing.

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

The voices of the audience were completely boiling, and even if they left the stadium and walked onto the busy road, they could still be heard clearly.

"Well ~ swah ~ swah ~ swah ~"

When the audience's boiling sound reached, the dazzling lights on the stage went out one by one, and finally the stage became completely dark. (To be continued.)

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