Zona, a foot-washing girl from the bottom of society, was reborn and possessed the rich girl.
Shenhao, semi-campus, relaxed, unexpected, seductive, funny, in love, slap in the face.
The judges asked very philosophical questions about Zonai.
"Excuse me, the difference between humans and animals lies in production and use. So, Miss Yun, which one do you prefer in a relationship between husband and wife?"
No matter which answer Zonai gave, the judges were ready to make things difficult.
Sanai's clear eyes showed a bit of stupidity, and he stayed blank for a long time: "I choose to make an envoy."
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She stood up, straightened her wrinkled white shirt, stretched her waist muscles, and twisted her neck to open her mouth.
"Park Tiantian, play the music! I'm going to start my talent show."
Thump thump thump thump, thump thump thump thump.
The notes jumped, the melody peaked, and a music full of ethnic flavor sounded, and Yun Youyou began her performance.
Her left hand was bent to the left and raised above her head, and her right hand was stretched obscenely behind her, with her back hunched and her head raised... There was no beauty at all... Her behavior was more like a greasy uncle who had swallowed a whole bottle of Wuliangye and was rushing to pay for it than dancing.
After a set of drunken fists with no sense of rhythm, the live broadcast room was full of dots and question marks... Actually... Yun Youyou had given her all, but the Dai dance steps were really difficult, and she accidentally turned into a gangster dance.
Thumb, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, endless drinking, the live broadcast room gave the impression of a weasel dancing to celebrate becoming an immortal.
"Why do I feel like you are being threatened when you dance?"
"Is this a dance? This is a stumbling chicken!!"
Nice writing 👍