Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"The next step is the talent competition."

Everyone can come up and perform a talent he is good at. He can be divided into two teams. If one team loses, the team member can come up. If the team member ends first, the team will lose.

First of all, Anthony, a young foreign actor, performed a hip-hop dance with exciting music and rhythmic body. Instead of being an actor, he was a hip-hop performer.

Finally, he did an ending and raised an eyebrow towards them.

The studio exploded again - "ah, so handsome, so cool, I have to say, the rhythm of foreigners is really amazing!"

"I knew for the first time that Anthony could hip hop and dance so well!"

"Anthony is born in hip-hop. It's over. We won't lose in the beginning."

But look at these six people on their side, there is no sense of urgency to lose at all. On the contrary, they stand on one side with a very calm expression.

When the host asked who they sent to the stage, they all stepped back, except Mo Lingkong.

Mo Lingkong smiles. The lines on Junlang's face are much softer. He makes a gesture of respect, and then nods to let the staff play music.

The same music full of rhythm sounded, and people on the stage felt the vibration. Mo Lingkong slowly began to move his body with everyone's expectation.

As the rhythm of the music gets stronger and stronger, his body becomes more and more dynamic.

Then, one complicated action after another was revealed. He seemed to be completely integrated with the music. On this stage, his body seemed to be shining with dazzling light.

The last music came down, and his movement just stopped.

"Pa Pa Pa!" After the shock, the people on the stage and the staff under the stage could not help clapping.

"Damn it! Shit! Shit! This is too long face! Is mo Lingkong really powerful? "

"If I hadn't been afraid that the studio would pull me into a small dark room, I would have moved out a hundred rude words. It's shocking!"

"My boyfriend is a hip-hop dancer. I just pulled him over to see him. He said that this is either a genius or a God who has been practicing for more than ten years. Mo Lingkong is 22 years old today, so he is a genius

"Damn it! Isn't Mo Lingkong an idol! How can it be so powerful

"Let them open their eyes and see that there are real gods in our country. Don't always say that only black people can afford hip-hop!"

"Too long face! Who's this guy! I'm pink

Mo Lingkong doesn't know. This evening alone, he has hundreds of thousands of male fans.

At the end of the performance, Mo Lingkong's opponent Anthony also showed an amazing expression, and then he laughed heartily: "Hey, you're great, maybe we can make a friend!"

"Of course!"

Then, the two men hook up, and finally were pulled back by their respective teams.

This time, the other team is no longer good at hip-hop, so it is their side that wins.

The audience cheered.

Next, it's time for Mo Lingkong to fight. He performed a dance again, but this time it's not an ordinary dance, it's not hip-hop dance, it's sword dance.

The sword is dazzling, the posture is vigorous, and the movement is elegant and powerful. It can kill people in silence.

At the end of the performance, the audience was silent again, and then burst into strong applause.