Tonight is the Spring Festival of the Year of the Ox, commonly known as "New Year's Eve".
Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, it was the Chinese New Year. He was going to download the opening song of the dance album Fengwu Jiutian Music Factory, which was popular all over the world, and it was the popular dance song:
"walkinginthesun"!
When Gui Zhaoxin thought of this poem and dance music, she thought of herself in the past. At that time, he was also sought after by countless people, but because of life, he gave up the childishness that could bring happiness to others.
In fact, he didn't want to grow up at all, but he dreamed of growing up as a child.
In the end, I ended up living as the person I least wanted to be.
The boring style of this style uses memories and sentimentality as the main theme, which can easily arouse people's emotions. The brainwashing empty ears can make people feel happier. By mobilizing people's meetings, they can achieve a surrounding and exciting feeling.
"Do you have any ideas?" I asked, looking at the six old classmates.
"My lady, could it be that you want us to go back to the era of playing in the mud?" Zhang Buzhan said somewhat complicatedly.
"Of course, I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to do it all over again and make some extra money at the same time."
Zhang Buzhan gritted his teeth, glanced at everyone present, and said slowly: "I'm so old, I'm willing to risk it all, my dear lady, just do whatever you want."
"That's right, everyone, sit down."
Everyone looked at each other and sat around her. At this moment, she seemed to be the center of a circle.
We are all children of the last century, so we naturally understand the joy of the past, but when did that joy disappear?
Gui Zhaoxin took out scissors and a piece of cloth, and said slowly: "Now I will give you a haircut. The new generation of Burial Love Family Shama will be passed down in my hands, and our glory will end this era."
As an ancient love-burial family, its number was countless back then, and tens of millions of young masters killed Matt dancing in brilliant colors around the world.
While recalling the past history, Guizhao kept working hard and gave everyone haircuts such as explosive hedgehog hair, cockscomb hair, etc. Finally, she brought back the paint fuel from the old Wang's house next door and dyed everyone's hair colorful.
As a paint, it is now regarded as a combination of gel water, hair spray, hair wax, etc., and it will not fade for a long time.
In the end, Zhang Buzhan was dyed the red of passion, Iron Face was dyed the green of vitality, Huo Qiyue was dyed the yellow of money, Pan Jiansheng was dyed the purple of the light, Kunle was dyed the blue of the conductor, and Fujiwara was dyed the blue of the conductor. Iroha was dyed an epic orange.
Now everyone has completely reborn and become aristocrats, and their identities are unified into reserve personnel of the Burial Love family.
With the domineering hairstyle, everyone followed the girl's deceitful heart to the deserted fields with steps like disowning her relatives.
When spring comes, everyone is busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner. There is no one in the fields, so they can dance to their heart's content.
It had just rained yesterday, but the crops had been harvested. There was still a lot of water in the fields, and the fields were like mud ponds left after the rice harvest.
Keeping history in mind is what every killer should do. Naturally, everyone can understand the good intentions of Gui Zhaoxin.
The day passed quickly, and everyone finally chose a very suitable place...the canyon behind the dormitory where vegetables are grown!
The canyon is at the foot of Yanzi Mountain. It is said that the witch Yanshanzi loved to play in the mud there when she was a child. However, because she inherited the mission of the witch, this game did not appear. It seems to be to maintain the status of the witch.
Gui Zhaoxin and others have no relatives. It is said that they grew up in an orphanage. Because the orphanage was not managed well, it eventually collapsed and disappeared, so they have been living in Qingfeng since then, with no place to go.
There are new tricks every New Year, but this year’s Spring Festival is very lively because a few of them get together!
"Do you know what I want you to do?" Looking at the gradually darkening night, Gui Zhaoxin sighed with emotion, but her eyes were looking at the backpack behind Zhang Buzhan, where a broken loudspeaker from the 1970s was placed.
Large speakers have a long history, and with the advancement of technology, now they only need to be connected to one or two small batteries from a battery car, and they can work continuously for days and nights.
The big speaker was donated to the orphanage by Ye Feifan, but later the orphanage closed down and the director gave it to her as a souvenir.
"The new stage is ready, now it's just waiting for me to mark the completion."
"It's from the inside." Zhang Buzhan touched his beard and sighed.
"Would you like to introduce me?" Guizhaoxin looked around at everyone.
"My name is Huo Qiyue."
"My name is Iron Mask."
"My name is Kunle."
"My name is Pan Jiansheng."
"My name is Fujiwara Iroha."
Even though their names were not very good, at that time they were also known as the No. 1 tyrants in the field. They were all dancing prodigies, and they believed in the Dance King Nicholas!
Huo Qiyue, wearing a red cloak, a thick sweater, and a pair of black long waterproof rain boots, took the lead and stepped onto the muddy pond field.
Zhang Buzhan wore a purple suit and vest, with a string of gold-plated handicraft chains hanging around his neck. There were many rings hanging on his ten fingers, plus large gold teeth inlaid, giving him the aura of a nouveau riche.
Zhang Buzhan has always been very good at temperament. After all, he has been a principal for many years. Even if he retires and becomes a janitor, your uncle is still your uncle.
After the two stepped into the mud, the old stereo started ringing under a tree.
Guizhaoxin adjusted the sound quality, took off her fur coat, and jumped deep into the mud pond.
"How can a handsome guy who attracts the attention of thousands of people be without our lime and cement?" Tie Mian took out a handful of cement from his pocket and threw it heavily into the sky.
At dusk, the dust shines in the light, like gilded stars, which is amazing.
After the dynamic singing sounded, the group started dancing in the mud field.
"If you love digging pits, you have to go all the way around. Ike's barrier is tight. If you love pit digging, you have to go all the way around. If you love pit digging, you have to go all the way around..."
With the bonus of BGM, mud and water splashed everywhere, and the devil danced wildly!
Kunle swayed in a half-crouch, holding lime in his hands and spinning like a top, sprinkling countless golden smoke, which was unexpectedly colorful.
Pan Jiansheng held her sword and provoked the Wth set of radio gymnastics for elementary and middle school students, and Fujiwara Iroha kicked her with one of her big feet.
"A bold evildoer, who dares to do the same thing despite his small skills, a mighty dragon, a powerful magician..."
"I am the Iron Face under the Qingfeng Seat, and I am the Finger of the Prisoner of the Wilderness!"
"Kill for a thousand years, hey!"
"Look at my evil king's true eyes!"
…
From the fighting dance at the beginning, to the embarrassing dance later, and then to the chaotic dance of the devil at the end, the canyon turned into a mess.
Kunle realized the true meaning of cement, put one hand into his pocket, took out a handful of cement, and began to create smoke effects.
The cement was scattered bit by bit, mixed with gold-plated falls in the air, dyeing the muddy field gray-green.
The people's bodies moved as their hearts moved, their hands moved, and circles of mud were drawn in the mud field, and then mud and sewage shot out... Except for the visible hair color, several people almost became clay figures.
Seeing such a scene, Xin Xiaomeng was filled with envy, and slowly ignited the fire of dancing in his heart!
He was also an orphan. He planned to sleep in the dormitory during the Spring Festival, but he accidentally saw his girlfriend summoning everyone. He was very curious, so he followed him secretly. Unexpectedly, he saw such a scene... It reminded him of his previous happiness. Time was so relaxing then.
Feeling determined in his heart, Xin Xiaomeng tightened the broken belt, stood up and released a "divine announcement" to everyone: "Friends!"
Gui Zhaoxin and the others paused, looking at each other differently.
Sharp eyes, domineering gestures, and arrogant expression!
That's...a fan chart!
"Who is he?" Zhang Buzhan stroked his muddy beard and leaned on crutches to ask his girlfriend.
Guizhao thought for a while and said: "He is the single orphan No. 18 of Qingfeng Orphanage, number 580 tons, Xin Xiaomeng..."
Everyone looked confused, as if they had never heard of this person.
Without any surprise, Xin Xiaomeng also joined the Buried Love Family.
In the subsequent dance, he showed everyone the Thomas roundhouse kick, the top of the ground, the wild wolf dioce and so on.
