Chapter 149: Bullfight
"The host studied hard and successfully comprehended dance: Latin dance..."
"Congratulations to the host for raising her dance level to LV1..."
Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Luo waved his hand and upgraded a bit!
"Ding, host dance level increased by lv2"
"Ding, the host dance level increases by LV3
"..."
Level 3 is enough!
Looking around, Qin Luo smiled faintly when someone had gone to the building.
"How did you admit defeat?" At this moment, Oylin walked slowly to Qin Luo, her face was happy and her eyes were full of crescents.
Qin Luo glanced at him and said in his heart: Classmate, it seems that you haven't understood the true meaning of Xueba.
"Classmate, can you please do a dance?" Qin Luo said politely.
"As I said beforehand, my dance skills are not as good as Tesla."
"Don't worry, win steadily..."
Holding Oylin's little hand, Qin Luo walked onto the dance floor.
As the protagonist, he enjoyed the treatment he deserved.
Along the way, everyone made way for him.
"Classmates, do you mind jumping together?" Qin Luo squinted and asked politely.
"Of course I don't mind..." Tesla raised an eyebrow and responded with a smile.
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Qin Luo and Tesla.
One is Xueba and the other is Dance King.
Anyone is the focus!
In the corner of the auditorium, a few scorching eyes stared at Qin Luo.
"Qin Luo can dance?" Lin Shanshan asked suspiciously. In his impression, he had never seen it or heard of Qin Luo dancing.
"I don't know..." Huang Zhen sighed deeply and slowly said, "Maybe he just learned..."
When Qin Luo was reading, there was no concealment...
"That's really cowhide." Lin Shanshan sighed helplessly.
She has to admit that Qin Luo is always creating miracles.
The dance begins!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom boom boom~"
Qin Luo slammed his feet on the ground, making rhythmic stomping sounds, stepping on everyone's heart.
He leaned forward slightly, his feet collapsed straight, and his right hand opened wide, just like a matador in a gladiatorial fight.
Bullfight! In Latin dance, skills and passion are most needed.
For a moment, everyone took a breath.
They did not expect that Qin Luo would hang a bullfight!
However, before they recovered from their surprise, Qin Luo had already moved.
With a sound of "pop~", his right foot moved forward and swaggered towards Oylin.
He is the fighter in the arena!
Oylin's eyebrows were unchecked, and she directly greeted her.
"Boom boom boom~" The music in the hall suddenly changed, and the melodious war song echoed in the hall.
On the dance floor, Qin Luo and Oylin sweat wantonly.
The same chic and elegant, but vigorous and powerful!
Qin Luo took Oylin's right hand, supported her waist, and threw it upwards, Oylin suddenly jumped high and flickered in the air.
Seeing that he was about to land, Qin Luo suddenly moved, his feet suddenly stared, and his body drew a wonderful arc in the air.
At the moment when Oylin was about to touch the ground, she asked and caught her.
The music stopped, the dance ended.
But everyone was stunned.
Their eyes were dull, and their mouths were open for a long time to speak.
Qin Luo's dance has completely conquered them. Whether it is skill or appeal, it is many times better than Tesla.
Even professional dancers are not inferior.
