Dragon King of Beauty Protector

Hu Zhengyan remembered and suddenly said, "add Thomas's actions to the song! Dance and sing."

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Yunlong and Liang Ping were stunned.

"Isn't that realistic?" Liang Ping immediately pushed his eyes and said.

Ning Yunlong thought about what Thomas had done just now, then made a gesture with his hand, and immediately said with a black line on his face, "I depend on brother Hu! It's impossible! If Thomas dances and sings, me? Where can I hold the microphone?"

"Yes, but I only think Thomas is the most wonderful part of this dance!"

Liang Ping also immediately said, "we can sing while dancing. We can sing with headphones, but are you sure you want to dance while singing?"

Liang Ping finished this sentence, and several people's sense of picture came out! His face was not red or white.

It's really silly to dance and sing! Who can think of such a silly thing!

Hu Zhengyan blushed with shame: "it seems that Thomas is even better!"

"If you have to jump, it's not impossible. Find a song with a large pause interval, and you must have drums. You can hip hop. It should be a good way to jump a section of Thomas at that short interval." Liang Ping thought for a moment and said.

After hearing this, Hu Zhengyan stared as if there were stars and the sea in his eyes. He immediately said, "lying in the trough! Yes, yes! That's it! Ning Yunlong, do you have a hip-hop song!"

"Yes, yes!" Ning Yunlong said quickly.

Liang Ping immediately asked, "what song? Find it for me!"

After he finished, he handed the notebook behind him to Ning Yunlong. Ning Yunlong found a song and put it out.

Listening to the retro hip-hop rock music, Hu Zhengyan and Liang Ping looked at each other.

"Do you think so?" Hu Zhengyan had no idea about music and immediately asked Liang Ping.

Liang Ping frowned: "although the song is hip-hop, and there is an interval of nearly 20 seconds after the chorus, the music style is a little retro..."

Hearing Liang Ping's comments, Ning Yunlong looked admiring, as if he had heard a master's comment, and immediately said, "yes! This song is the hottest hip-hop song on the west coast of the Americas in the 1980s! How light!"

"Although I have learned some music, I generally study Chinese and western classics, and the music style is relatively soft. I have been in contact with rock and hip-hop, but I am not familiar with it, and I may have my own evaluation! In short, what I just told you is also my personal opinion. If you think it can't, you can play it by yourself..."

When Liang Ping said this sentence, his expression was almost unchanged. He couldn't see whether he was happy, angry, disappointed or angry. Hu Zhengyan was embarrassed.

Ning Yunlong said like a fan: "you're right, brother Liang! This idea is very good, but if you want to raise the music style too old, I have other songs! More modern than this, it must be a song in the early 21st century!"

"OK! Find it for me." Since Ning Yunlong has recognized himself, Liang Ping also plans to give Ning Yunlong good advice to ensure that he can give the rich women the best visual experience after he takes office.

Ning Yunlong changed two more songs. He listened to each song completely, but he yawned because the music style was really not Hu Zhengyan's favorite type.

Until the sixth song, Liang Ping's expression began to change gradually and said quietly, "just this one!"

Ning Yunlong's eyes brightened: "really! I like this song too!"

As he spoke, he twisted his crotch as if to jump up.

"That's it! I sound good, too. There's a big gap in the middle! It's just enough for a Thomas!" Hu Zhengyan also slapped perfunctorily and said that actually he didn't listen to this song carefully just now! If he continued to listen, he would fall asleep against the wall.

You can choose a song. Next, you need to simply change the dance.

Hu Zhengyan immediately thought of several actions in his mind, such as singing two sentences with a certain action, which seemed a little complicated and a little contrary.

After the first round of choreography, Ning Yunlong tried to sing and dance again.

Hu Zhengyan scratched his head. He always felt bad. He looked back at Liang Ping: "hello? What do you think of this choreographer?"

"Why do you ask me?" Liang Ping immediately replied, "I don't know how to evaluate."

"Don't introduce it! Evaluate it so that I can make up for my shortcomings!" Hu Zhengyan really has no opinion now. He always feels that Liang Ping is the kind of person who doesn't say anything. Ning Yunlong doesn't jump well. He did do it according to his own wishes, but it looks strange. He can't even watch it, but Liang Ping, who is very careful in what he does, says he doesn't know how to evaluate it? Is this bullshit!

Ning Yunlong suddenly spoke at this time, raised his hand and said, "brother Hu! I think this choreographer is a little daydreaming!"

"Tell me where there is reverie!" Hu Zhengyan frowned and asked. This time, he talked to Ning Yunlong calmly. If he had any doubt before, he had to scold him. Now it seems that what he did is not necessarily right. Sometimes, it's a good choice to listen with an open mind.

Ning Yunlong scratched his head and said tactfully, "why don't you change your style?"

"Change style?" Hu Zhengyan was confused by this sentence: "how to change the style?"

"Well, just change the dance!" Ning Yunlong said bluntly.

Hu Zhengyan understood something and asked with a bad face, "do you mean to change the dance directly?"

"Yes! Yes!" Ning Yunlong smiled shyly.

For a moment, Hu Zhengyan had an impulse to kick him.

It's not easy to make up the dance and say no? Change to your own dance.

"You are so! Do you think I can advance an inch if I give you a good face?" Hu Zhengyan couldn't help but scold and go to Ning Yunlong.

Ning Yunlong stepped back, leaned back against the wall and said anxiously, "brother Hu! Give me a chance to show myself!"

"Give me a fart! I tell you! Whether this dance is strange or not! You must dance for me!"

"Hu Zhengyan... Why don't you let him try!" At this time, Liang Ping said immediately behind him.

Hu Zhengyan paused. What does Liang Ping always believe in Ning Yunlong? In principle, this guy is their slave! Why is everything towards him?

But seeing Ning Yunlong's sincere eyes, Hu Zhengyan swallowed, waved his hand and said, "then you jump your own style and let me see."

Ning Yunlong immediately nodded, then jumped up, danced and sang. His eyes were in place. Although they were a little cheap, they looked like that in the eyes of the two old men. If they were rich women, they would be different!

After dancing for a long time, Hu Zhengyan's face was not very good, not because he was angry with Liang Ping, but because Ning Yunlong's dance was too old.

He even subconsciously learned Ning Yunlong's movements, especially the exaggerated hip twisting.

"This action? Not the one from the little tigers? Can't you stop loving you?" Imitating Ning Yunlong's actions, Hu Zhengyan frowned and said.