The leader of the Waist Drum Team discussed with his team members and said in broken Mandarin, "Our Waist Drum Team's criteria for selecting members is that they must have long legs."
The Northern Shaanxi Waist Drum Team was an ancient and traditional folk dance of Shaanxi Province. Every time there was a festival or a celebration, the working people of Northern Shaanxi would use their unique waist drum to celebrate. On the endless yellow land, they would use their strong bodies to dance the drum sticks tied with red ribbons and use the unique voices of the Northern Shaanxi people to roar out their burning lives.
The Waist Drum Team mainly relied on their emotions and endurance. When drummers were in high spirits, they would often forget reality, be enthusiastic, cheerful, and have a strong temperament. Especially when the sparrow hawk flipped over and raised its leg in the air, it would make people cry out and play the rhythm of the drum as they pleased. Their footsteps would soar into the air with their emotions, like a ferocious tiger hunting for food or a roc spreading its wings. Therefore, after a round of Waist Drum Team, even the vigorous youngsters would go into shock.
It was said that in recent years, many foreigners had specially come to Ansai to learn the Waist Drum Team. They wanted to dig out the secret, but there were not many who had truly learned it. They always felt that their arms and legs could not move freely.
Everyone could see it when they were watching just now. The Waist Drum Team jumped big when they danced. If their legs were not long, it would not look good when they danced. Moreover, if their arms and legs were short, it would be even harder to coordinate. If they danced, people would think that they were dancing.
Moreover, those who played Waist Drum Team had to tie a very long piece of red silk around their bodies. If their arms were too short, they would definitely not be able to dance with such a long piece of silk. Even if they did not entangle others, it would not be good to entangle their own arms and legs.
Then there was the Waist Drum Team's uniform. Their uniform originated from the clothes of ancient generals. It was wide and slender. If one had short legs, they would not be able to wear it. It would be quite embarrassing if they tripped over themselves while wearing it.
Although the reason for selecting members was quite sufficient,
This condition was too broad. The people here, Lu Fei, Di Lire, Zheng Kai, Wang Jiaer, none of them had short legs.
Among these people, the one with the shortest legs was Wang Zunan. This was not a secret. These people definitely knew. If they said that they wanted someone with long legs in front of Wang Zunan, wouldn't that be stabbing into his heart? Wasn't that the same as rubbing salt on other people's wounds?
Sure enough, Wang Zunan's face scrunched up in fright when she heard him say that she needed long legs first. What was wrong with this world? Do people with short legs really have no human rights?
He was once mocked by others because of his height. He had a few friends who were about the same height as him, and they were once called dwarfs by others. However, these were all jokes between acquaintances. People who weren't familiar with him wouldn't joke about his height. It would seem very uneducated.
Most people wouldn't make such jokes casually, because no one wanted to hurt others. Everyone knew that it was impossible for people to have no flaws. If you laughed at someone for being short today, someone would laugh at you for being ugly tomorrow. If you laughed at someone for being ugly today, someone would laugh at you for being a country bumpkin tomorrow. Such malicious harm would have endless consequences.
The captain of the Waist Drum Team had clearly shown his shortcomings in front of everyone, making it hard for them not to notice it. Because this was a standard of measurement. Since he had laid out this standard, everyone would naturally use his standard to measure him.
Wang Zunan's height obviously couldn't withstand such a measurement. He couldn't help but take two steps toward the captain of the Waist Drum Team aggressively. "Let's compete if you have the guts." Although he said that, he still deliberately stretched out one hand to signal others to grab him.
It was just a joke. He didn't want others to misunderstand that he was being serious, because it would seem that he was petty, calculative, or unable to take a joke. Therefore, he had to set up a stage for himself first. But at the same time, he really needed to vent the depression in his heart, so he had to do this.
He knew that his brother would understand him, because he wasn't the only one with short legs. He was the shortest, but he wasn't the only one with short legs, okay?
Wang Jiaer immediately understood and pulled Wang Zunan's hand hard. "Brother, brother, don't be impulsive." He was also a variety show host. How could such a small trick stump him?
Of course, this didn't mean that no one except Wang Jiaer thought of pulling Wang Zunan. It was just that Wang Jiaer was the closest to Wang Zunan, so no one came forward to grab him. If too many people tried to pull him, the show would be over.
Moreover, everyone knew that Wang Jiaer wanted to fight for more opportunities to show himself and make up for the sin of waking everyone up. Therefore, no one wanted to grab him.
Of course, Wang Zunan's strength wasn't as great as Wang Jiaer's. He was pulled back successfully. Of course, the main reason was that he knew that it was just right for him to vent to this extent. If he didn't take advantage of this situation, the situation might be out of control.
This was the difference between a veteran of variety shows and a newbie. They knew how to control themselves and always knew how to use the most appropriate amount of strength without any trace of pretense.
Wang Zunan was successfully pulled back by Wang Jiaer. He leaned on Jia Ling's shoulder and cried helplessly. Jia Ling's legs weren't long, so they could be said to be in the same boat.
Jia Ling was also very angry. As a girl, she was more concerned about her legs being stared at than Wang Zunan. Although Wang Zunan wasn't tall, at least he was thin.
She had only heard of thin and long legs, but she had never heard of anyone with thick and long legs. Well, except for people who were more than nine meters tall. Of course, if they were really that tall, their thick legs were relative to short people. If it were on their own, they would still be thin and slender.
Jia Ling was also known to be fat in the entertainment circle. However, she had been in this circle for a long time and was quite popular. Everyone liked her because she dared to make fun of herself. Wherever she was, there would always be laughter. Therefore, variety shows liked to invite her.
Except for that imitation variety show, she was always laughed at as an ugly character. Usually, no one would laugh at her face or dislike her.
Although she was fat, she was still a girl. Which girl didn't care about their appearance? Moreover, who didn't have self-esteem? No one could stand being ridiculed in front of their face.
Therefore, Jia Ling's heart had basically given up on joining the waist drum team. She felt that she could still dance Yangko. ,,,,.
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