Killer Director on Campus

Ma Penghui handed her drink milk tea to her companion, lifted the black T-shirt with fashion factors, and bit her teeth at the corner of her clothes, revealing her strong and even muscles.

Ma Penghui's handsome action has attracted the attention of many young girls, and even some white-collar women who are shopping and dressed in fashion have stopped looking.

Ma Penghui tilted her head and made a disdainful gesture to ye Buqiu. Then she let her partner play a burning and boiling dance music and stood in the middle of the crowd.

Pop.

The sound exploded and Ma Penghui's body exploded.

His right foot took a small step, his right hand was raised in front of his chest, and then his left foot and left hand alternately performed rhythmic movements. His limbs began to dance violently, and his fingers were like the flowing water of a piano.

After doing many difficult movements, he finally changed to a body dance.

“Oh…My god！” There's a crazy girl screaming.

"This is breaking, my God! Brother Peng Hui actually learned it. It's a hip-hop dance with a high degree of technical difficulty. It requires a high degree of strength, flexibility and coordination. " There was a boy in the dance group who was surprised.

"Come, come. Here comes Thomas

Ma Penghui split his legs and lowered the center of gravity of his body. His shoulders leaned forward slightly, his left leg was raised to the upper left, his right leg was extended to the left in the backward and downward direction, and his left hand entered his leg. Wait until he split his legs, support and connect.

As a result, Ma Penghui's feet, like the feeling of drawing a circle, changed into Thomas' full rotation.

A lap.

Two laps.

Ten laps.

Twenty laps.

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It was about forty laps before Ma Penghui stopped Thomas's action. Then he continued to dance enthusiastically. When the music was over, his hip-hop dance stopped just right.

make love.

The applause of distance rang out around, of course, the screams and cheers of girls.

Even ye Buqiu can't help but clap his hands. Although he doesn't like this little guy, his hip-hop level is still very high, which is commendable.

Ma Penghui enjoyed such treatment. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and breathed deeply. Just like the hero in the novel, he is domineering and handsome, which makes countless girl fans obsessed.

"Is there ink in his head again? Otherwise, why do you make such a brain damage action? " Looking at Ma Penghui's appearance now, Jiao Kexin whispered beside her.

Gaga——

Although Jiao Kexin's voice is small, Ma Penghui can still hear it clearly. His body is stiff for a moment. Finally, he opens his eyes and puts his hands away. He looks at the audience around him bitterly.

Seeing the enthusiastic voice of the audience, Ma Penghui was full of pride. She raised her head and walked towards ye Buqiu, and said haughtily, "boy, you should give up now. Don't be shameful. Then you have to kneel down and shout for your grandfather."

"I just forgot to tell you that besides hip-hop, I have a very powerful skill." Ye Buqiu said.

"Oh? Don't tell me it's squatting on the ground singing rabbit? " Ma Penghui held her chest in her hands and said sarcastically.

When Jiao Kexin heard this, he immediately fancied that elder martial brother Ye grabbed his ear and squatted up while singing "little white rabbit, white and white, two ears standing up." he couldn't help laughing.

Ye Buqiu didn't know what Jiao Kexin was laughing at, but he was sure it wasn't a good thing. It's just that he doesn't pay attention to Jiao Kexin now.

"Play the pig and eat the tiger." He glanced at Ma Penghui and said faintly, "I've been to France, but I'm still dancing with Junier, the king of French hip-hop, so it's still time for you to surrender."

The audience was quiet for a few seconds.

Then the burst of laughter resounded throughout the square, and even some pedestrians who knew a little about the world of hip-hop could not help laughing in silence.

Who's junior?

He is not only the king of French hip-hop dance, but also the king of the world. He is a milestone in the history of hip-hop dance. He has won numerous Championships in hip-hop dance competitions, and even led his team to achieve outstanding results in world-class hip-hop dance competitions.

Junior created a kind of "ghost king" hip-hop dance, which has become popular in the streets of France. Many young people who love hip-hop dance all over the world are chasing junior as their idol.

Similarly, as a lover of hip-hop dance, people in these dance troupes all take junior as their idol, including Ma Penghui.

However, this guy said he knew junior? And two people dancing together?

Is the world crazy? Or is this guy out of his mind?

Ma Penghui laughed when she heard this. She covered her stomach with a wild smile and pointed to ye Buqiu and said, "boy, you don't know how to write. Be careful when you blow the cow's skin, you'll be embarrassed. You know junior, and I know French singer Lena Ka! "

Lena Ka is one of the most famous female singers in France. She has a sweet voice and a hot figure. She is the most typical French romantic woman.

"Elder martial brother ye, I know your imagination is very rich, but it's too rich. May the old man of God come out to bless you and sew the broken leather with a needle for you. " Jiao Kexin prays and complains to one side, saying devoutly as a believer.

Ye Buqiu is helpless.

Nowadays, many people believe that they are false, but if they are true, they scoff.

This man, he is cheap!

"In fact, don't say you, even I don't believe it." Ye Buqiu couldn't help touching his nose and said awkwardly“ In that case, may I begin? "

Ma Penghui couldn't help laughing again. After a while, he slowly recovered, but his face turned red. It seemed that he was infected by the smile.

This monkey sent by sister Guanyin is so funny!

Ma Penghui pointed to the position in the middle of the crowd and said with a smile: "since you still want to insult yourself, please."

"Order me a song." Ye Buqiu smiles at the freckled girl who controls the sound equipment and says aloud. Freckled girl see ye Buqiu smile, can't help a red face, busy nodding.

Ye Buqiu stands in the center, waiting for freckle girl's song.

The song rang, and ye Buqiu followed.

His body down, left foot in the front, right foot in the back, hands up and down spread out, like a robot.

Ye Buqiu's body dances with the rhythm of the music, spinning, jumping, and spinning again. When he moves, his eyes also move flexibly, just like the king's deep affection for the princess in the kingdom.

His movement became strong, like a SPARTAN SOLDIER galloping and conquering on the battlefield of blood.

And soon, his movements became soft as water, just like the swordsman scholar in Chinese martial arts novels.

It's not like hip-hop, it's more like a traditional dance.

It's not like traditional dance, it's like hip-hop.

This is the conflict of contradiction, and also the collision and friction between art and machinery.

His dance has no soul, because he is the soul himself.

Ye Buqiu stamped his feet slightly, and the random songs stopped, and his dance ended. Then he saw the whole square looking at him like a ghost.

Even Jiao Kexin and Ma Penghui, who love dancing, look surprised and their mouths are wide open. They seem to see something difficult to understand, such as a hobbit standing on a UFO eating, sleeping and playing games.

"How's it going?" Ye Buqiu looks at Ma Penghui and says in a voice.

Ma Penghui's open mouth wriggles, his eyes are dull. After a long time, he seems to come back from absence in ye Buqiu's words.

"I lost." Ma Penghui lowered his haughty head and looked depressed.

"Little guy, your talent is good. I'm sure you will succeed in practicing dance well in the future." Ye Buqiu patted Ma Penghui on the shoulder and encouraged her with an old voice.

Seattle coffee shop is located in the west of the square, with a direct view of the commercial square.

In the west corner of Seattle cafe, there is a woman sitting.

Women are dressed in black, black trousers, black T-shirt, black hair, and even hair rings are pure black. It's a female reproduction of the black man image in reality.

Women's black hair tied into a scorpion braid, giving people a different visual sense. And her body in addition to the imperceptible black hair circle, there is no decoration, neat and simple.

Her skin is white and pure. She doesn't apply any cosmetics and maintenance products. She looks like a plain face. She is exquisite, stunning and aloof.

But her body is very cold, close to her half step seems to fall into the minus 30 degrees inside the ice cave, people can't help but from a goose bumps.

Innumerable people in the coffee shop secretly stare at the woman in black in the distance. There are men's fear and timidity, women's jealousy and envy, and some men and women are secretly jealous.

I don't know whether it's because of the color word or because of my own advantages, finally a gentleman like man stood up.

This man is more than 1.8 meters tall, dressed in expensive clothes, handsome, wearing glass glasses, standing up gracefully and walking towards the woman in black in the corner in front of the window of the cafe.

"Beautiful lady, I am the general manager of Zhongyang medical group. I hope I have the honor to meet you. May I..." the man with glasses said with a polite smile.

"Go away."

Cold, proud, heartless.

Women spit out a word, interrupted the glasses man has not finished, also instantly broke the glasses man's dignity.

"This lady..."

"Go away!"

When the man with glasses saw that he had been shriveled one after another, he was so angry that he would yell: "you are just a bitch. What are you doing in front of us? It's not as good as those female stars. When I hook my fingers, they just lie on the bed waiting for me... "

Bang Dang!

Before the glasses man finished, his words were interrupted again.

It's just that this time it's not the woman's mouth that breaks, it's her delicate right leg.

The man with glasses was kicked out by the woman, and he stepped back abruptly... Flew several meters, then hit the glass dining table outside, hit the men and women who were drinking coffee, and then a group of guests fell back with dominoes.

The woman in black seems to have done a very humble thing, sitting back in her seat and drinking the unsweetened espresso on the table.

Her eyes move out of the window and suddenly fall on ye Buqiu, who is dancing in the square.

Boom.

The coffee spoon fell into the coffee cup.