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167. Is it better to practice dance than to practice martial arts?

"Brother Jun, are you really planning to go back?" asked a coworker.

This coworker is also a member of the TIPS group, but at this moment, it is difficult for many people to recognize it, mainly because of makeup and dressing.

The skin is naturally dark. After all, this is the person who works under the sun's nose every day. If it can be white, it will be a ghost.

"What else can we do if we don't go back? We have been out of the grassland for a few years, but we can only mess around at the construction site. Since we can't make a name for ourselves, it's better to go back early. Our mother and father are both older." Meng Jun said with great grudges.

"But, I didn't make enough money. How did you get through Ali's father's obstacle?" asked the coworker.

The camera turns around, on the endless prairie, the moon is shining on the night with sparse moons and stars, and the bonfire is reflected.

Men and women sing and dancing...

Among them are Meng Jun and a pretty beautiful grassland girl.

At the time of the Mercedes-Benz, Meng Jun hugged Ali's slender waist and made a promise.

"Ali, I'll go to your house to propose marriage when I come back!"

The girl named Ali nodded shyly.

There is actually nothing to say about this plot, it is that Meng Jun fell in love with a girl, and the girl is the most beautiful pearl in the tribe, and his future father-in-law, I hope that his daughter's husband is the best young man in the tribe.

Meng Jun and a few friends from the same village walked out of the prairie together and came to the city. They were able to sing and dance and wanted to make a difference in the big city, but unfortunately reality gave them a blow.

Their skills have no place to use in modern big cities and can only make a living by working hard.

Afterwards, Meng Jun and his party were preparing to return home from the grassland. Before leaving, they held a farewell party with their colleagues on the construction site.

Meng Jun and his friends danced the grassland on the construction site.

A coworker took a picture of their dancing and uploaded it to the Internet.

The first dance was a real grassland dance, and the TIPS and his group also practiced it for a long time.

Of course, except for some ethnic characteristics, nothing else is amazing.

However, this is just the beginning of the movie, and it is normal to be ordinary. After all, this is just a fan-oriented movie. As long as the plot of the movie is not too bloody, it is considered a sincere work in the eyes of many media and film critics.

Moreover, the performances of the older boys of TIPS are quite remarkable. At least, the migrant workers they played are indeed a little bit. It is rumored that in order to play the role of this profession, TIPS went to experience life. Now it seems that it should be true.

Lin Jingjing and other die-hard fans of TIPS have small stars in their eyes.

"Who dares to say that my brother Jun and others have no acting skills in the future? I can give him a look!" Lin Jingjing said indignantly.

"Yes, yes, I almost couldn't help but Brother Su Ze just now. It was a subversive performance!" Su Su on the side nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Before the picture could come out, the dynamic music melody was the first to ring. As soon as the picture turned, on the street, a pair of twin sisters were wearing very sexy tight dance clothes and dancing sexy dances on the street, causing onlookers to keep whistling and applauding.

At this moment, a car stopped and got off from above a middle-aged woman dressed in a capable short suit. She walked towards the place where the girl danced with a solemn expression.

While the two girls were dancing to orgasm, suddenly, the music stopped!

Passers-by cursed, but after the two women turned around, the smiles on their faces disappeared.

"Mom! Why are you here?" One of them said nervously to the initiator.

"Go back with me!" said the capable middle-aged woman coldly, and then walked straight forward.

The two women looked at each other, and both lowered their eyebrows and followed their mother with a pleasing look.

Back home.

The middle-aged woman walked into the house angrily, followed by two sisters, both lowering their heads, looking like they were making mistakes.

"What's wrong?" a middle-aged man asked in confusion.

"What's wrong? Ask your two baby daughters!" The woman sat down heavily on the sand, and then said unhappy.

"Yuqi and Yushan, why did you make your mother angry again? Why would you apologize to your mother quickly?" The man said and blinked at his pair of daughters.

"Mom, I'm sorry, we were wrong." The two of them hurriedly said to their mother.

"Wrong? How could you be wrong? The one who is wrong is your mother and I. You said you like dancing. I hired the best dance teacher for you to teach you. What happened? You actually ran to the street and danced that kind of dance. I don't have a daughter like you!" The mother said coldly.

"You went to dance on the street again? You guys are really not worry-free. Even though you know your mother doesn't like it, you still insist on doing it against her. Ballet is also good, they are all dancing, why do you have to dance on the street?" The father said with a look of regret, and secretly glanced at his wife.

The image of a strict mother and kind father suddenly became three-dimensional.

The camera changed again, this time it was at the entrance of a primary school, and many parents were waiting to pick up and drop off their children.

Three big boys were wearing a training uniform with the "Jingwumen" martial arts hall logo.

They all held flyers in their hands and distributed them to their parents.

"Sister, what grade is your child in?"

"My son is in the second grade."

"Boy, that's great. Sister, look at our martial arts school. I've been doing activities recently. I can experience 8 classes for only 128 yuan. Boys can not only strengthen their bodies, but also cultivate masculinity..." The people in the martial arts school played by Wang Junming are trying hard to sell to their parents.

"That's it, I'll consider it." The parent probably saw salespeople like Wang Junming for a lot, so he calmly expressed that he needed to consider it.

"Then think about it. If you are interested, you can also take your child to experience a free class to see if the child likes it." Wang Junming said with a smile without much surprise at this response.

At this time, a girl wearing a T-shirt with a big word "Dance" written on her chest and wearing loose trousers on her lower body came over.

She also held a stack of flyers in her hand.

"Sister, practicing martial arts is not as good as practicing dance. Now is a peaceful era. How cool is practicing martial arts? Practicing dance can not only show oneself to increase the self-confidence, increase physical coordination, and improve concentration, but also have the opportunity to perform on stage. Unlike martial arts practitioners, children are as young as children. Do you learn to fight? If you hurt people, you have to compensate. And practicing dance is different. He will become a person that others envy and admire..." The girl opened her mouth and belittled martial arts practice, and praised dance practice!

"We have jazz dance, folk dance, street dance, etc., and there are various types of dances to choose from..." The girl's words made the child's parents nodded repeatedly, while Wang Junming next to him was almost angry.

"Hey, Lin Shuijing, how could you talk nonsense like this?" Wang Junming said angrily.

"Haha, what I'm telling the truth. If you practice martial arts, what's the use of fighting? Is it a performance? Just you? Don't joke." Obviously the two knew each other, and Wang Junming could shout out the other's name in one go.
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