A vigorous dance music started.

Standing on the stage, Song Wen suddenly moved, his shoulders, chest, arms, and legs moving little by little like machines. As the rhythm of the music accelerated, his movements became faster and faster. His movements, which were originally as dull as a robot, became as fast as ghosts, and his footsteps kicked, stepped, jumped, stomped, and rotated quickly with the rhythm of the music.

Huang Xi was watching beautifully, but she didn't expect Song Wen to dance such a beautiful dance.

The rebellious girl next to her was even more stunned. She opened her mouth so much that she almost stuffed a duck egg. She didn't expect that this uncle would dance, and she danced so cool and so dazzling, which was so surprising to her.

The first dance Song Wen danced was the robot dance, and the second one was the ghost dance step.

His body rotated with the dance steps, and his hands danced with the movements of his footsteps, looking very cool. His body was as elegant as the wind, sometimes left and right, sometimes up and down, as if he was floating, which made the crowd below scream. Keishen on the opposite side also tried his best to fight with Song Wen, but it was obvious that his dancing skills were far lower than Song Wen.

The music was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and Song Wen's movements also moved quickly and sometimes slow with the rhythm of the music. The music seemed to be playing specifically for him.

At this time, the music suddenly lowered, and a loud "bang" sounded in the middle of the dance floor. Song Wen seemed to be frightened, and his feet slid down and fell to the ground. The crowd next to him screamed in surprise. Unexpectedly, Song Wen used his lumbar spine as a pillar, holding his feet and spinning on the stage like a top. This action immediately made the people below the stage roar wildly.

After rotating, Song Wen moved again. He twisted his waist, flipped his body, then supported the ground with both hands, and stood upside down. Then, he supported the stage with his hands, constantly turning, looking like a sharp cone constantly drilling on the stage.

After turning a few times, Song Wen pressed his hands on the stage and flew over immediately. Seeing him doing this, the audience was stunned for a moment, silent, and only music resounded throughout the audience.

Flying to the air, Song Wen suddenly bent his body, held his feet in his arms, and rotated in the air. After turning twice, he returned to its original state. When he was about to land, he suddenly reached out to the ground, and his whole body was raised up from the stage like a crescent moon. After the toes fell to the stage, he suddenly fell to the ground, his whole body rushed out, his body turned, and his whole body was spinning like a whirlwind on the stage.

This is no longer a dance skill, or it has left the category of dance skill. It is a combination of the drunken boxing and dance skill that Song Wen has practiced hard.

After a high-pitched scale, the explosive music quickly fell back and the music was about to end. At this moment, Song Wen's body whipped suddenly and he fell heavily from the stage to the stage. Just as the loud sound of the music ended, he also landed on the ground, making him look like a god descending.

The whole place was silent for a moment, and everyone was shocked.

Song Wen looked at it, smiled slightly, jumped off the stage, pulled Huang Xi and ran to the elevator. He was relieved when he entered the elevator. Just as the elevator door was about to close, a small figure suddenly rushed in. When Song Wen saw it, it was the rebellious girl.

After a while, the men and women in the dance hall woke up from their daze. Some screamed in surprise, some hissed, some cried, some laughed, and everyone released the passion and touching that the dance just now brought them. At this moment, someone found that the dancing Song Wen was missing, and quickly searched for it. The scene was very hot.

After leaving the elevator, Song Wen pulled Huang Xi into the car and asked her to drive away from here quickly. He knew the shock brought by the dance he was dancing, and knew how crazy those people would be, so it would be better to leave first, so as not to be entangled by others.

The rebellious girl followed closely behind their butts. She also got in the car, just like a fucking bug. Song Wen saw it and didn't feel surprised, and asked, "Why are you following us?"

"I" rebellious girl tangled her fingers, hesitating, as if she was embarrassed to say something.

At this time, some people came out of the elevator. Song Wen seemed to have quickly let Huang Xi leave. The car started, and the person who came out of the elevator saw Song Wen through the window. His eyes lit up and he quickly chased after him, but no one could run faster than the car.

Looking at the departing car, the chasing person sighed:

"Oh, why did you let this master run away? It would be great if you could learn two moves."

"Can you spin two circles like him?"

"This guy is so terrifying and I don't know how to practice it. It would be great if he could give him some advice."

After this day, a video of Song Wen dancing on the stage was leaked online, and everyone who watched it screamed, it was impossible. This video caused a sensation on the Internet for a while.

When the car drove to a place where there were fewer people, Song Wen asked Huang Xi to stop the car and drove the rebellious girl out of the car. He had no reason to bring this light bulb that was more than 1,000 watts, and he didn't know her. Unexpectedly, the rebellious girl just kept on her and said that she wanted to learn dancing with him. If she couldn't learn, she had to follow him all the time, looking as if she could eat him.

"Uncle, I really like dancing. Please teach me!" The rebellious girl begged Song Wen.

"Are you still studying?" Song Wen asked with a glance at the rebellious girl's thin figure.

"I'm about to graduate from elementary school." said the rebellious girl.

"primary school?"

Song Wen was shocked when he heard this, his eyes widened, and his face twitched slightly. What's wrong with these children now? He was young and went to the dance hall to have sex. Is there any reason? He originally thought that she was at least a junior high school student, but he didn't expect that she hadn't graduated from elementary school. Oh, Maiga. He was almost fainted.

"Do your parents care about you?"

"Don't you care! But I told the teacher that I had a cold. Isn't the avian flu very serious now? The teacher was afraid that I would spread it to my classmates, so he gave me seven days off and let me get rid of the cold before going back to school."

After hearing this, Song Wen looked at Huang Xi and was speechless. "It is wrong for a child to lie, you should go back and study quickly!" Song Wen said in persuasion.

"No, studying is not fun at all." The rebellious girl said with a pout.

"What do you do if you don't study? If you don't study, you will have no culture and knowledge. How can you strive for your ideals in the future?"

"My ideal is to have fun when I'm full, sleep when I'm tired, and continue to play when I'm full. What does this have to do with studying?" asked the rebellious girl in confusion.

"Then don't you have to make money? Only when you have money can you realize your ideal!"

"My dad said, I can't spend all my money he earns in my life. What do I do for money?" The rebellious girl asked curiously with her eyes open.

After hearing her words, Song Wen pounded his forehead hard. What are the things that are all about? And parents educate their children like this? No wonder there are so many fools and rich second generations now, they are all the parents who make trouble. He originally wanted to persuade the girl, but now she is speechless.

When Huang Xi saw his crucified look, he giggled, but ignored them and just sat in the driving position and watched the two of them talking.

"Uncle, can you teach me how to dance? I like dancing very much, otherwise I will give you a salary, how about it?"

Song Wen felt that he could no longer be entangled with the little kid in front of him, otherwise he would have to be angry. After thinking about it, he said to the rebellious girl: "Okay! I will teach you how to dance, but I don't have time today, let's go another day!"

The rebellious girl saw that he finally agreed to teach her to dance, and she screamed in excitement. Song Wen coaxed her with kind words, and the rebellious girl got off willingly. When she got off the car, Song Wen hurriedly asked Huang Xi to drive away so that she would not get entangled by her again.

Looking at the car that was leaving, the rebellious girl suddenly felt something was wrong. She seemed to have no idea who he was, what his name was, and didn’t know his phone number. How could she learn to dance with him?

At this time, she realized that she had been deceived by Song Wen. She was so angry that she jumped straight into her feet. She suddenly turned her eyes and quickly took out her cell phone from her pocket and pressed it. Fortunately, she had just looked at the license plate number and remembered how much it was. After remembering it, the rebellious girl hummed at the car that had disappeared without a trace and thought to herself: When you go back, let your uncle check the license plate number, she doesn't believe that she can't find anyone. She must learn the kind of dance he dances.

When the car drove away from the rebellious girl's position, Song Wencai breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Huang Xi and said, "You said what's wrong with the children now? You don't even read books. If it were me, I wouldn't be beaten to death by my mother."

Huang Xi nodded with a similar feeling, "Well, I don't know if our thoughts cannot keep up with this era, or their ideas are too avant-garde. Sometimes when chatting with these little girls, I always feel like there is a generation gap."

"Age is old" Song Wen sighed. Seeing Huang Xi driving straight forward and didn't know where to go, he asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Go home." Huang Xi said lightly.

"So early." Song Wen said in surprise. It's not a few hours since then?

"Then where did you say you're going?" Huang Xi asked, tugging her hair.

"Uh, it's better to go home."

Seeing Song Wen's helpless and aggrieved look, Huang Xi giggled. This smile was like a peony that suddenly opened, so thrilling and so touching.

After three consecutive days of treatment, the old lychee tree in Xichan Ancient Temple was finally rescued.

After the nourishment of the Ruyi Fan Spring Water, some branches of the old lychee trees grew new buds, and even the old branches that had not bloomed for many years also blossomed into clusters of golden stamens. The old monk in the temple saw it and shed tears in excitement. After many years, the old lychee has finally rejuvenated its new year, and he is worthy of his master underground.

Song Wen checked the old lychee again. Seeing that the old tree was already safe, he put away the bottle and syringe on the tree and prepared to go back home. Chi Qiaosheng still had to stay in the temple for a while. Although he did not believe in Buddhism, he liked to talk to people about Zen and Taoism. The old monk was old and liked to talk to him. The two of them were a bit of a stinking smell. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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