Chapter 580: Pressure from a Rookie
Lin Tian didn’t lower his voice, so his voice was very loud, even Xiaomiao and the others who were practicing dance could hear it clearly.
In an instant, everyone’s eyes turned to him.
What did this guy just say?
Can he dance better than us?
"Puh..."
No one knew who started laughing first, then everyone laughed. Including Charlson and Zhou Mi, there was one person who didn’t laugh, and that was Liou Qingcheng.
She knew this arrogant guy too well. Every time he said something startling, when did he not achieve it?
This guy never lacks miracles.
"Bro, we’re going on stage for street dance, not telling jokes. Hahaha..."
"Exactly, you want to dance better than us. Try harder for another two years, for now go practice handstands with your girlfriend."
"Hahaha..."
It wasn’t entirely mockery, but there was some mockery involved.
Zhou Mi stepped forward, waved her hand protectively, and said: "Okay, okay, just joking around, don’t go too far. Lin Tian, stop fooling around, I’ll take you to practice something else."
Previously when Lin Tian said he could practice well in just a few days, no one believed him.
Now, less than half an hour later, this guy actually said he could dance better than someone who practiced for two years.
He looks quite handsome, why does he talk such nonsense?
Lin Tian didn’t feel there was anything excessive in their words. Indeed, what he said was overly pretentious, letting them laugh was nothing.
He didn’t argue, using strength to slap back is the most satisfying! Isn’t it?
"Let me dance once? Anyway, it won’t waste much time, if I’m not skilled, I wouldn’t have anything to say." Lin Tian said with bright eyes.
Charlson opened his mouth, wanting to reject Lin Tian’s request, but he didn’t dare, because the previous punch Lin Tian gave him left a deep impression.
Charlson turned his gaze to Zhou Mi, he could see this stylish, bold girl was the core of the street dance club.
"Then you can dance with them once," Zhou Mi said helplessly, she really didn’t want to see Lin Tian make a fool of himself.
As for the other members, they had no objections, what’s there to object to watching someone make a fool of themselves?
"Play the music anew, everyone do a connected routine once more and take a break afterward," Zhou Mi said.
The music played again, Lin Tian also stood in the street dance team, but he stood at the edge.
Zhou Mi and the others were rehearsing a street dance, where each team member had coordinated movements, so Lin Tian’s current position was awkward, as if he was an outsider.
As the rock intro played, everyone started moving, including Lin Tian.
The initial movements looked simple, just a few steps and gestures.
But doing it wasn’t simple, it’s like learning broadcast calisthenics, even the simplest steps need several repetitions to practice.
But Lin Tian astonishingly kept up with the rhythm, doing equally as Xiaomiao and others did.
Next, was the robotic dance. The time to showcase real skills had arrived.
The robotic dance was quite challenging, requiring rapid muscle contractions and relaxations, making the body look static yet dynamic.
This feeling is hard to describe, it looks like the dancer really turned into a robot, doing some incredible moves, but it’s very cool.
Without guidance for beginners, the body would be stiff like a log, unable to achieve flexibility.
But Lin Tian kept up again, he originally stood at the edge of the team, but somehow floated to the center, right where Zhou Mi stood before.
Everyone was shocked, each of his moves was really perfect. At least self-proclaimed professional Charlson couldn’t pick out any flaws.
Zhou Mi tugged at Liou Qingcheng’s sleeve, asking: "He practiced before, didn’t he?"
Liou Qingcheng smiled bitterly and shook her head, "No."
Liou Qingcheng remembered a few days ago while practicing dancing at the villa, this quirky guy didn’t take it seriously, it was good enough that he didn’t create trouble. Just in two days, it seemed like he had transformed into a different person.
The music didn’t stop, the dance continued.
Only by pouring body and soul into it can one feel the charm of street dance.
Not just making onlookers excited, unable to resist applauding and cheering. Immersing in it, Lin Tian felt all his cells were activated, the more he danced, the more he loved this dance, he became more and more absorbed.
As for the others, they couldn’t help but keep their eyes on Lin Tian. Although when he danced, he seemed similar to them, why did he exude such charm that subconsciously drew everyone’s gazes towards him?
With just one look, everyone got distracted, even losing track of the beat.
Charlson was already shouting hoarsely, "What are you all stupidly staring at? Falling out of beat! Keep up with the rhythm!"
As the soprano rang out, Lin Tian’s robotic dance stopped. He flipped in the air with a 540-degree side flip, then he supported himself on one hand, with his whole body pirouetting into a handstand.
540-degree means Lin Tian flipped one and a half turns, not very difficult, but very tricky to practice.
This series of moves, Charlson also couldn’t fault. The 540-degree side flip move was too smooth, as though it was meant to be. What surprised him the most was that after Lin Tian’s side flip, he supported himself on one hand, and his body was still standing steadily.
This was simply unbelievable, after an aerial side flip, even landing on two feet, one couldn’t control the inertia, let alone land on one hand.
How much arm and waist strength would that need?
Single-handed jumping, after being able to maintain body balance, requiring a lot of arm strength to jump up with one arm.
But this wasn’t difficult for Lin Tian.
Lin Tian bent his knees, with his left hand starting to sway along with the deafening music.
This move was quite challenging, and the visual impact it brought was great. Compared to others, Lin Tian’s arm and leg movements followed the rhythm, and he jumped higher than them.
In the team, Lin Tian was like the most prominent ’thorn’, but also because he was in the center, everything didn’t seem out of place, rather seemed fitting.
Once the dance ended, everyone except Lin Tian collapsed on the ground, gasping greedily.
In contrast, Lin Tian’s breathing was still very steady. Everyone knew, this guy wasn’t pretending, back then he ran over twenty laps with Liou Qingcheng on his back. With such stamina, getting out of breath after a street dance was unlikely, right?
Besides the physical exhaustion, their hearts were even more exhausted. Lin Tian put too much pressure on them.
Seeing Lin Tian excel in whatever he did, their innately competitive spirits were stirred. Yet no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t match Lin Tian’s dancing.
Had he really never danced street dance before?
Impossible, right?