Chapter 681: Street Dance Set Ablaze
Lin Tian’s gaze followed those who had just given him the thumbs-down.
He saw them return to their seats. Sure enough, that guy Wang Sicong was sitting there too.
At this moment, Wang Sicong was holding a cup of iced cola, sipping it with a silly grin.
He hadn’t been watching the people on stage dancing at all but was observing Lin Tian’s and Zhou Mi’s expressions.
Just as he expected, Lin Tian and the others were furious, their faces filled with gloom. They looked like they were constipated.
Seeing his enemies unhappy was Wang Sicong’s greatest joy.
He really wanted to know how others would ridicule Lin Tian and his group once they got on stage and performed the same dance as his group.
"A street dance club, huh? Dancing the same as others, no creativity at all. Garbage!" Wang Sicong had already planned how to mock them.
Wang Sicong was very confident that his group’s performance was flawless. Even if Zhou Mi’s group took the stage, it wouldn’t be as good as theirs.
Soon enough, Wang Sicong met Lin Tian’s gaze from across the room.
Lin Tian’s face was expressionless, but Wang Sicong could feel the anger in his eyes. But so what? You still have to swallow your pride.
"Heh heh heh." Wang Sicong laughed vulgarly, then sipped his milk tea while making a thumbs-down gesture.
"Little man making a name for himself."
Lin Tian muttered to himself and then circulated the Spiritual Qi in his Sea of Qi, gathering it in his eyes, and then glared.
Spiritual Qi is an ethereal thing, best understood as the most wondrous gas that exists between heaven and earth.
As Lin Tian’s eyes emitted Spiritual Qi, the flow of air around him changed.
The one who felt it most was Wang Sicong, who was looking at Lin Tian. Suddenly, Lin Tian’s gaze felt like two knives piercing his eyes, stabbing into his brain.
"Cough cough cough..." Wang Sicong choked on his cola, starting to cough violently, looking like he was in the final stages of asthma. As he coughed, Wang Sicong’s eyes rolled back, knocking over his cola and collapsing into his chair.
The people around him panicked; some patted his back, others pinched his philtrum, but no one knew what to do.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, wake up!" someone shouted.
"What the hell are you shouting for? Get him to the hospital already," someone else said impatiently.
Lin Tian sat at the table, sneering. Go ahead and be cocky; now you’re reaping the bitter fruits of your glee!
If you don’t end up lying in a hospital for a few days, I won’t be Lin anymore!
Lin Tian was actually unsure of Wang Sicong’s condition. His gaze had been sharp, but he wasn’t certain how much damage it might have done to Wang Sicong’s brain.
At worst, it would put him out for a few days; at best, it might even drive him insane.
After three more performances, Shi Caiyun changed into yellow clothes, gracefully walked onto the stage, and with a smile, asked, "Do you remember the street dance from earlier? Did everyone think it looked good?"
"It looked great!"
"Super cool!"
"..."
Even though it had been four performances since the street dance, it was still fresh in everyone’s memory. Many people shouted loudly.
Receiving such an enthusiastic response from the audience, Shi Caiyun smiled even more sweetly, "In keeping with the principle of not hiding good things, this party features two street dance performances. Now, let’s give a warm round of applause to welcome the street dance club as they bring us the street dance: ’Basketball Fluorescence.’
Following Shi Caiyun’s words, Zhou Mi led Lin Tian and the others onto the stage, one by one.
Once everyone was in their positions, the music hadn’t started playing yet.
As people were starting to wonder, Lin Tian suddenly stepped forward with a microphone and said with a smile, "Before the street dance begins, I have a small request. Could the lighting technician turn off all the lights, please. Thank you."
Before the lights were turned off, someone in the audience recognized Lin Tian.
"Isn’t that Lin Tian? The one who cured the vegetative patient?"
"Yeah, yeah, that’s him!"
"Wow! He can dance street too? That black eyeliner looks so cool!"
"..."
Quickly, the lighting technician complied and shut off all the lights.
The stage plunged into darkness, but soon someone noticed.
In the dark stage, ten patterns lit up. Lions, tigers, leopards, wolves, deer...
These patterns were bright red, exceptionally dazzling in the darkness.
Bang!
With the sound of an electronic drum, the street dance music started playing.
Street dance music is mostly rock or the kind that stirs the soul because it greatly enhances the viewing enjoyment of street dance.
But Lin Tian and his team weren’t using fast music; they used a slow song instead.
After the drum sound, a piano melody started flowing like a trickling stream, occasionally punctuated by drum beats, hitting everyone’s heart.
It felt like energy was gathering for an upcoming explosive burst, sure to be uplifting!
Suddenly, three blue glows appeared on the stage, and upon closer inspection, they weren’t glows; they were bright red flames!
Someone else noticed that in the center of the flames was a basketball.
Three flaming basketballs, not exploding, were being played with by people.
At that moment, Lin Tian was holding a burning basketball.
The fire hid the lion emblem on his chest and illuminated his face.
Suddenly, as the musical beat accelerated, the basketball in Lin Tian’s hand began to move.
Those three flaming basketballs, besides the ten animal faces on stage, were the only sources of light. They were like three little suns.
Lin Tian held the basketball, and suddenly, he started dribbling it.
Along with the music’s rhythm, the basketball bounced back and forth under his legs, finally rolling to his feet. The same went for the other two.
Everyone watched those three basketballs, quietly glowing at Lin Tian and the others’ feet.
Suddenly, the music sped up even more. Those three basketballs, as if defying gravity, rolled up along Lin Tian’s legs on their own.
The flames rose, and suddenly, Lin Tian and the others were also on fire.
"Ah!"
Someone screamed.
"It’s on fire! It’s on fire!"
"Quick, put it out!"
The audience was in chaos, especially the leaders and teachers; if someone burned to death, the school would bear huge responsibility.
But they soon realized that although the fire blazed, it posed no threat to Lin Tian and his companions.
They acted as if nothing was wrong, despite being enveloped in flames, still showing off their skills.
Suddenly, Lin Tian and two others tossed their basketballs to another three people.
In an instant, those three were also enveloped in flames!