Can't help but be moved

Chapter 67 "Death of the Swan"

Finally it was Jian Nian's turn to take the stage.

Before going on stage, Jian Nian received a message from Feng Wang.

"Primary election today. Treat you to dinner tonight and celebrate for you."

Jian Nian twitched her brows lightly, and quickly returned to the other party.

"Is it too early to talk about celebrating now? How do you know that I will be able to pass, in case I can't."

After sending this message, she didn't care whether Feng Wang would reply, she just closed the dialog box, put down her phone and went on stage.

It is also a solo dance, so it is inevitable to be compared.

Lin Qingqing, who performed on stage first, gave people a bright feeling in terms of costumes and dance itself.

In contrast, Jian Niansu, who came to the stage later, was facing the sky, and her clothes were simple... Except for her beautiful face and her tall figure that couldn't be concealed by casual clothes, she looked ordinary and not amazing in other aspects.

Lin Qingqing and Hu Wei did not leave, and stayed in the auditorium after the performance.

They are waiting to see Jian Nian's solo dance.

Jian Nian came to the stage and politely bowed to the leaders of the scoring booth.

Tang Zeyu glanced at the leaders around him, coughed and looked at Jian Nian: "Student, please start."

The voice fell, and the music sounded.

Jian Nian slowly raised her slender arms, and stood on tiptoe to the rhythm of the music.

Different from the hot and unrestrained belly dance performed by Lin Qingqing, the dance performed by Jian Nian is holy and elegant.

Her bright and gorgeous appearance not only did not affect this elegance, but brought a strong visual contrast to people.

Hu Wei crossed her arms and said with disdain on her face, "What's so interesting about this ballet? Just listening to the music makes you feel dry and boring."

Lin Qingqing also raised the corners of her lips, as if Jian Nian's elimination was a certainty.

"I thought she was so capable, that's all, it's not worth seeing at all..."

Lin Qingqing hadn't finished her sentence when she looked at the stage with a sudden surprise in her eyes.

Jian Nian's figure on the stage is soft yet powerful, and the long white dress blooms gracefully with her light and twirling time and time again.

When she tapped her toes and jumped up, a noble white swan spread its wings and flew from the rippling lake.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help holding their breath.

Even Lin Qingqing and Hu Wei were fascinated unconsciously.

As the music fades away, the dance comes to an end.

Jian Nian folded her arms gracefully, lying on the ground in a posture of embracing herself.

The swan folds its wings and follows the dark night into eternal sleep.

The audience was silent for a long time.

Jian Nian, who buried her head on the stage, couldn't see the expressions of the audience, nor could she hear other people's voices. All she could hear was her own slightly gasping breath.

After a while, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.

Jian Nian pursed her lips, slowly got up, pulled the hem of her skirt and saluted to the audience to express her thanks.

"Student, what's the name of your dance?"

The leader sitting in the middle of the scoring booth asked kindly.

Jian Nian smiled and replied, "Hello, teacher, the dance I performed is called "Death of the Swan"."

Fearing that the leaders might misunderstand the name, Jian Nian explained again: "This dance expresses the desire of human beings for life and the spirit of fighting against death."

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is such a good celebration, if she doesn't explain the connotation clearly, if the leaders hear the word "death" and think it is unlucky to pass her, then she will be too wronged.

Sure enough, the leaders nodded in satisfaction after hearing her explanation.

"Not bad, good dance."

"Just now, I thought it was a real swan dancing on it."

Other students sitting behind the leaders also whispered to each other.

"This dance is amazing!"

"After reading this, I feel that my aesthetics have been improved."

"Jane Nian's flexibility and control are amazing, so professional."

"This is definitely the best in the audience, even if it is sent to the school, it will definitely pass!"

Lin Qingqing's face became more and more ugly when she heard the people around her praise Jian Nian without hesitation.

She subconsciously looked at Tang Zeyu who was sitting in the front row with the leaders, but she saw that Tang Zeyu had been staring at Jian Nian on the stage.

Looking from her angle from behind, she could just see Tang Zeyu's side face.

When he looked at Jian Nian, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable admiration and admiration.

For a moment, Lin Qingqing's heart was sore and unbearable, and she pinched her arm with her fingers, as if this would make her feel better.

Seeing this, Hu Wei quickly stopped her behavior: "Qingqing, please don't do this. This is just the primary election. As long as you practice hard in the future, you will definitely perform better than Jian Nian."

Lin Qingqing lowered her head and said nothing.

She knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to reach Jian Nian's level in a short time, let alone surpass her.

Thinking of her mocking and provoking Jian Nian in the background, she now only feels the burning pain on her face.

No wonder Jian Nian dismissed her provocation, it turns out she has the confidence.

And she, like a clown.

Jian Nian came off the stage perfectly amidst all the praises.

As soon as she returned to the backstage, other contestants rushed over and surrounded her.

"Wow, Jane, you dance so beautifully!"

"You must have practiced dancing for many years."

"Jian Nian heard that you have won many awards before, can you tell us which awards you have won?"

Jian Nian, who was about to be crushed, said: "..."

How come they all know that she won the award, she obviously never said it.

Jian Nian was dealing with these enthusiastic people with an awkward yet polite smile, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhi standing behind the crowd.

Seeing Jian Nian looking towards him, Jiang Zhi smiled shyly and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Jian Nian: "..."

She thought she knew what was going on.

After finally escaping from the siege of other players, Jian Nian took the phone, but before it could be unlocked, a shadow suddenly fell in front of her.

Jian Nian raised her head, just in time to meet Tang Zeyu's gentle and slightly nervous eyes. .

"Senior Tang, what's the matter?"

Tang Zeyu hesitated and said, "Jian Nian, your dance is beautiful."

"Thank you."

Jian Nian lowered her head to unlock the phone, and clicked on WeChat.

Sure enough, Feng Wang sent her a message back.

"You can pass, I will pick you up at night."

Seeing this news, Jian Nian couldn't help but twitch a sweet smile.

Jian Nian lowered her head, Tang Zeyu couldn't see her expression clearly.

Looking at Jian Nian who seemed to be replying to the message in front of him, Tang Zeyu finally plucked up the courage to speak out: "Jian Nian, let me treat you to dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Jian Nian raised her head: "I'm sorry Senior Tang, I already have an appointment tonight."

After a pause, she added lightly: "With my uncle."

Tang Zeyu knew that Jian Nian liked Feng Wang, and when she heard her say that, he immediately understood the subtext of her words.

This is, he was rejected again.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Senior, you continue to be busy."

Saying that, Jian Nian nodded with a smile, passed Tang Zeyu and walked straight out.

Looking at Jian Nian's slender and beautiful back, Tang Zeyu felt lonely.

She didn't even want to say a word to him.

But soon he cheered up again.

White swans are always hard to chase.

As long as she is not with Feng Wang for a day, then he still has a chance.

(End of this chapter)