medical road with you

Chapter 65
Su Lin also saw the talent advertisement.

Su Lin didn't care about the 3 yuan, but it was an excellent opportunity to promote her Miss Su. After leaving Seoul for a few years, no one seemed to remember her as the only Miss of the Su family.

Speaking of talent, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Su Lin is not familiar with it without her. The Su family is not an ordinary family of merchants. They are also a scholarly family, and they have paid attention to the cultivation of Su Lin's temperament since childhood.

Piano, guzheng, landscape painting, since Su Lin was very young, Su's father has found a professional teacher to teach Su Lin, and now, she has certificates for each of them, and even won an award for piano.

That Lu Ping, at first glance, looks like a bumpkin, a nerd, without any artistic talent. Brother Tianhai should take a good look at who is the best and who is the most suitable for him.

With all her strength, Su Lin secretly made up her mind that she must win the talent competition this time.

That day, after dinner, Tianhai dragged Lu Ping to classroom 306 in Building [-]. This is an old classroom, very small, no more than a dozen square meters, and the location is extremely remote. Usually, almost no one comes here.

The people who come here are basically couples who want to secretly do some bad things.

"Why did you bring me here?" Lu Ping looked at Tianhai with meaningful eyes.

After going to Huada, although they met every day, they were always in public places, and they often brought Chi Na, a big light bulb, and they had never been alone together.

"Guess." Tianhai smiled mysteriously on purpose.

Lu Ping looked at Tianhai, looked at it, his face turned red, and he lowered his head slowly.

Hehe, Tianhai smiled even more happily, his Pingping was still so cute, and he would feel shy when teased.

"Close your eyes."

Tianhai's voice was so bewitching that Lu Ping actually closed his eyes obediently.

Without vision, people's sense of hearing becomes extraordinarily keen.

Bang, bang, Lu Ping could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating.

One second, two seconds, a few seconds passed, and the expected pair of slightly cool lips hadn't come over yet.

"Pingping, you can open your eyes."

Full of doubts, Lu Ping opened his eyes.

On the white projector, a play button hangs there.

"What is this?" Lu Ping asked.

"open to take a look."

Lu Ping tapped the space bar.

Familiar music, familiar background, standing in front of the majestic Stormwind City, the human knight bent down and began to twist.

"This..."

Lu Ping didn't know what to say?

Tianhai explained: "Don't you want to participate in the talent show? It's definitely too late to learn it now, but the dancing movements of the characters in Warcraft are very simple, you can learn it."

"this is okay too?"

The dancing in the talent show is either ballet, waltz or tango. I have never heard of anyone learning how to dance in game characters, although the character dancing in Warcraft is very famous.

"Unconventional, traditional dance, you must not be able to compare with professional training. Only by finding another way can you win."

Lu Ping looked at Tianhai, and at this time he was more like a guide who planned strategies.

"Okay, I'll try." Tianhai's gaze gave Lu Ping confidence.

There is actually another important reason for choosing the dance in Warcraft, which Tianhai didn't mention.

In the past, countless times, when Bi Hai Lan Tian and Lu Pingchuan were waiting for the output of the output, they danced together to pass the time.

What you have seen, even if you don't deliberately learn it, your brain will remember it.

Press the space bar again, the music plays and the characters move.

Lu Ping didn't dance, stood there, waited for a while, and then moved mechanically twice.

"Come on, relax."

Tianhai held Lu Ping's yao, and led her to squat down, swing left, swing right, and draw a circle.

A warm feeling came from the waist, and Lu Ping's movements became even more rigid.

"Pingping." Tianhai's voice was full of magic: "Don't be nervous, it's me, don't pay attention to my hands, concentrate on experiencing my strength, and let your body adapt to this strength."

Tianhai has learned the waltz.

It was really as if by magic, Lu Ping's movements softened and became more and more smooth.

After more than half an hour, Lu Ping was able to twist his yao smoothly like a character.

Standing more than one meter behind Lu Ping, Tianhai propped his chin and smiled.

He's mediocre, and he's really quick to learn.

If it is possible, I really want to keep her private.

"Okay, let's practice this first today, and later, we will practice the neck, wrist, and knee movements."

"What do you think of my dancing?" Lu Ping looked at Tianhai, earnestly asking for advice.

Tianhai didn't speak, walked over, grabbed Lu Ping's waist, and pulled him.

He lowered his head, closed his doubtful little mouth, and savored it carefully.

After a long time, Tianhai raised his head, opened his eyes, looked at Lu Ping, who was breathing in confusion, and replied with a smile: "Very good, so good that I want to take you home now."

Lu Ping giggled twice, and buried his head on Tianhai's chest: "You scoundrel, you brought me here with the intention of doing bad things."

Tianhai smiled: "Yes, I just had bad intentions."

His left hand wrapped around Lu Ping's shoulder, and with a strong pull, Lu Ping was pulled in front of Tianhai, with only a few centimeters left between his lips.

With a slight bow, Tianhai crossed the distance of a few centimeters.

**
"Lu Ping, you want to participate in the talent show competition!"

After seeing the entry list, Chi Na met Lu Ping, and this was the first sentence she said.

"Yes!" Lu Ping looked quite plain.

Chi Na reached out and touched Lu Ping's forehead: "I don't have a fever!"

Lu Ping pushed Chi Na's hand away in disgust: "I'm not sick, I really want to participate in the competition, and more importantly, I want to win."

"Haha." Chi Na covered her stomach and laughed: "Pingping, we've known each other for several years, not to mention dancing, even going to KTV, you don't even want to touch the microphone, you said it yourself, you can't sing and dance, As for playing the piano and painting, I don’t think you are like that piece of material, so what do you use to participate in the competition.”

Lu Ping smiled slightly, and said mysteriously: "You will know when the time comes."

On the other side, Xia Xiaotong also saw the entry list, but she didn't return to the dormitory, so she went directly to Su Lin.

"Lu Ping also participated in the talent contest, did you know?"

Su Lin, who was applying lipstick, paused her hands, and pulled the corners of her mouth: "Hehe, it's just what I want. Some people send themselves to the door to slap people in the face, so don't blame me for being rude."

"Sister Su, are you sure you can win her?" Xia Xiaotong asked, feeling uneasy.

Su Lin's face sank: "What do you mean, this lady is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, what will that lump do?"

"Yes, yes, I said the wrong thing." Xia Xiaotong accompanied carefully: "However, just in case, do we have to prepare something?"

"Ready?" Su Lin looked at Xia Xiaotong suspiciously.

"Sister Su Lin, I have a good idea." Xia Xiaotong moved close to Su Lin's ear.

. . .

One month later, the first Huada Art Performance Contest started. It was a good opportunity to promote Huada. Well-known newspapers and magazines in Seoul were invited.

Backstage, a bunch of people surrounded Su Lin. The Su family specially invited a special makeup artist to do Su Lin's makeup. Now, Su Lin is doing the final styling.

Lu Ping is just a few meters away from Su Lin.

Seeing Lu Ping's strange green clothes, Su Lin laughed more wantonly, huh, what is she wearing, is she a clown, is she here to show how to make a fool of herself.

Looking at her long red dress with a high slit on one side, Su Lin nodded in satisfaction.

Su Lin chose to perform tango this time, a talent show, the dance is more vivid, and it is easier to drive the atmosphere on the stage.

Tango is a pas de deux. Su Lin invited a professional tango dance teacher to accompany her. She has consulted, and she can ask outsiders to accompany her.

Thinking about the dance teacher who had a strong sense of rhythm, Su Lin felt that she was more confident of winning the championship this time.

A few meters away, Tianhai, Chi Na and Wang Lei surrounded Lu Ping.

"Don't think too much, when you hear the music, you can dance however you want." Tianhai said to Lu Ping with a smile.

Lu Ping was still a little nervous at first, but when Tianhai smiled at her, the nervousness disappeared immediately.

When Chi Na heard that Tianhai asked Lu Ping to dance as she wanted, she cried inwardly that it was bad, but she still patted Lu Ping on the shoulder: "Ping Ping, put it down and dance, I will cheer for you in the audience."

"And me!" Wang Lei said loudly: "Lu Ping, we have been classmates for several years, and I didn't know you could dance. Today, I have to open my eyes."

"Okay." Boyfriends and friends surrounded him to cheer him up, and Lu Ping gradually relaxed.

It was a coincidence that Su Lin was ahead of Lu Ping, and Lu Ping was the last one to take the stage.

This is not good news. The last one to come on stage often gets low scores, because everyone has long been fatigued.

Each person has 3 minutes of performance time, among the first 9, the one with the highest score is No. [-], who performed the classic piano solo "To Alice".

When the keys are pressed, soft and soothing music comes, and the originally noisy arena gradually quiets down. Only this beautiful music is flowing in the hall of Nuoda University, and the atmosphere of the whole venue is lifted. In the music, you seem to be able to I saw the gentle and beautiful heroine whispering something to the hero.

When the music reached the second stage, the rhythm began to become cheerful and gorgeous, the melody became active, and the hero began to respond to the whispers of his lover constantly.

Finally, the music softened again, and a pair of lovers holding hands and looking at each other froze in the gradually dissipating music.

For a few seconds, the field was quiet for a while, and everyone was still immersed in the music. Suddenly, thunderous applause rang out.

8.8 points, and finally the referee gave the highest score since the start of the game.

On the 19th, it was Su Lin's turn to play.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The beginning was a staccato with a very strong sense of frustration. Stepping on the rhythm, Su Lin and the backup dancer shook their heads quickly and cleanly.

Boom, boom, boom, Jiecou didn't intend to slow down at all, and continued to move in rhythm, crossing steps, kicking legs, I have to say that Su Lin danced quite well, every movement was in place, and she stepped on it accurately. on beat.

The music is becoming more and more unrestrained, with fire-like passion and blood-like surging intertwined in the rapid rhythm, jumping and spinning, and the pace of the dancers is becoming more and more dazzling.

In the end, a twirling and jumping in the air, the dancer teacher firmly caught Su Lin who fell from the air, the music stopped, and the picture was frozen, like a passionate Western oil painting.

Hush, huh, applause.

9.0.
Su Lin took the highest score since the game.

"Sister Su Lin, you're really amazing!" Xia Xiaotong greeted Su Lin as soon as she left the stage.

Su Lin dismissed Xia Xiaotong, as if she still used what you said.

Leaning close to Su Lin's ear, Xia Xiaotong whispered, "Everything is ready!"

Su Lin nodded in satisfaction, with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lu Ping, dare to fight against me, everyone will remember your most embarrassing moment today.

**
"Go on the 20th!"

After the host finished broadcasting, Lu Ping, dressed as a goblin, came on stage. She was wearing green trousers and a long jacket. The cuffs and trouser legs were extremely wide and opened like a trumpet. She wore a pointed green hat on her head. Lu Ping was originally short , such a dress, looks like a little goblin.
Woo, the audience in the audience was in an uproar, what kind of attire is this? It's too funny. The referees on the stage also looked at each other. You looked at me and I looked at you. They all shook their heads and expressed that they didn't know what it was.
The music sounded, and the eyes of many inexplicable audiences in the audience began to shine. This familiar music, isn't this the soundtrack of World of Warcraft!
Lu Ping stretched his hands forward, bent his knees, stepped on a joint, and swayed his waist back and forth. The whole body, from top to bottom, remained in place except the waist.
This is a difficult movement, Lu Ping did it very standard, it has a bit of XJ folk dance flavor.
Lu Ping did such a standard job. Tianhai's teaching is good on the one hand, and more is due to Lu Ping's excellent systematic anatomy. How many bones and muscle groups are in the body, and what nerves are controlled by them? Brain power has a very clear three-dimensional map. For each dance movement, Lu Ping finally resolves it into which muscles need to be contracted for this movement.
Several referees nodded their heads one after another, showing some approval.
Shrugging shoulders, swinging waist, kicking legs, twisting hips, whether it is a single movement or a joint movement, Lu Ping does it very well.
Under the stage, some people who like Warcraft hummed music.
Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was gradually lifted, Su Lin's face became more and more ugly, she winked at Xia Xiaotong, Xia Xiaotong nodded, and silently left the crowd.
Su Lin and Xia Xiaotong made some preparations, but they only used them when Lu Ping performed well. They were just in case.
I didn't expect this Lu Ping to be really clever, so don't blame her for making the move.
"shh"

Suddenly someone blew a very loud whistle off the court, and then heard someone say: "What the hell is this, get off the stage, get off the stage!"

"Get off the stage, get off the stage."

A few people in the crowd joined in.
What's going on? Chi Na, who was concentrating on watching Lu Ping dance, realized that something was wrong. Turning around, she saw someone deliberately making trouble with a whistle. Clenching her fists, Chi Na was about to rush over, when suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.
Chi Na turned her head and saw Zhou Feng: "You"

Can't you tell?
Before Chi Na could finish speaking, Zhou Feng smiled and said, "Don't bother with them, just watch mine."

"Students, let's dance together."

Zhou Feng yelled, and then imitated Lu Ping's appearance and jumped up.
Wang Lei immediately jumped up too.
Tianhai even ran to the front row and jumped up leading the way.
World of Warcraft is an old game, I have played it before, and I can jump, of course there are many.
Some people demonstrated on the stage, some led the dance off the stage, and there was music from a large speaker. Many people unconsciously followed suit.
The music slowly reached its climax!! More and more people participated.
Originally, Lu Ping's one-man show turned into a square dance.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to them, those who took the lead in making troubles had to sneak away in disgrace.
On the stage, Lu Ping saw Tianhai, who was only three meters away from him, dancing his body while smiling at himself. He was very excited. He jumped in the air and twirled in the air, ending the dance music with the most wanton dance.
There is no such movement in the dance of the monster, it was performed by Lu Ping himself temporarily, but many people in the audience didn't care so much, and followed Lu Ping's appearance and jumped up.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere on the field became warmer than ever before.
On the rostrum, even the usually serious referee was infected by this enthusiasm and smiled knowingly.
Although Lu Ping's dance is not an authentic dance, it is really good.
Several referees lowered their heads and started whispering. Obviously, they were considering whether to give Lu Ping the championship or give Su Lin the championship.
"Su Lin's dance is a standard Argentine tango. She dances gracefully, implicitly and enthusiastically. I think Su Lin should be the champion."

"But Su Lin relied on the strength of her backup dancer, and Lu Ping relied on her own strength."

Anyone who is more professional can see that Su Lin's performance was completed under the leadership of the backup dancer. There are a few moves that Su Lin did not perform up to standard. It was the dance steps of the backup dancer who covered up her shortcomings.
"However, Lu Ping's dance is somewhat nondescript, with national flavor and the feeling of strong dance."

"Which kind of art is not created by people who do not stick to tradition, we should encourage this innovative spirit."

"I choose Lu Ping."

"I choose Su Lin."

The six referees were arguing and arguing with each other, and there was a stalemate. Only the main referee didn't say a word.
From afar, Su Lin clenched her fists as she watched the referees arguing on the stage.
Lu Ping, you forced me, man, you robbed me, reputation, you also want to rob me.
After Lu Ping finished his performance, he stood in the middle of the stage and waited for the referee to announce the score, but after waiting for 2 minutes, the score still did not come out. Lu Ping turned his head and glanced at the rostrum.
This glance, it doesn't matter, at the top of the center of the stage, a searchlight shook left and right twice, and then, it fell down.
The stage is more than five meters high, if it is hit by this searchlight, it will definitely be seriously injured.
Originally, the searchlight was just above Lu Ping's head, but by chance, a gust of north wind blew over, the lamp shook, and hit the rostrum two meters away.
Lu Ping didn't think about anything, he kicked the ground hard, and he flew out. Seeing that the searchlight was about to hit the referee's head, Lu Ping stretched out his hand, snapped the searchlight aside.
Crack, the searchlight shattered to the ground.
Plop, because the upper body stretched too far, Lu Ping lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Lu Ping!"

Tianhai leaped onto the stage and supported Lu Ping.
"How are you?" Tianhai was frightened, and his voice changed a little.
Lu Ping looked at Tianhai and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Helping Lu Ping up, Tianhai looked at the rostrum: "Excuse me, referees, is the score for No. 20 out yet?"

Everyone was still in shock, and when Tianhai asked, everyone fell silent.
"Come out." The referee stood up: "Player No. 20, 9.5 points."

"Wow, Lu Ping, that's great!" Wang Lei jumped up and shouted.
"Lu Ping, Lu Ping, Lu Ping!!!" I don't know who started it, but the audience shouted the slogan "Lu Ping" in unison.
The referee glanced at Su Lin in a red dress from a distance, and shook his head.
Whether it's dancing skills, character or prestige, Su Lin is much worse than Lu Ping.
Originally, he was entrusted by the Su family to take care of Su Lin. Before the searchlight fell, he planned to let Su Lin win the championship. After all, Su Lin also danced quite well.
However, that searchlight completely shattered Su Lin's image in his heart.
His intentions are not right, and based on this alone, he will never let Su Lin win the championship.
(End of this chapter)