Chapter 123
This seems to be a signal.

A sword flower suddenly lit up in the darkness, harmonizing with the sound of the zither.

Dangdangdang!

Correspondingly, the sword blossoms lit up.

The darkness was torn apart by the sword flower, and Xiao Ruanruan appeared.

She holds a sword and dances gracefully.

Behind him, all Wu Ju danced and accompanied him in black robes.

The harmony of the qin and the sword is like the spring tide moving, the wind and thunder blowing, arousing great pride in an instant.

The piano is slow, the sword is slow, and the lights are dimming.

The sound of poetry sounded.

That is a word that everyone is very familiar with.

"Spring Snow in the Garden"

The scenery of the Northland, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but mangmang;

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong test.

On sunny days, look at the red dress, which is extremely enchanting.

The President of Wu Ju's voice is deep and deep, and he recites loudly, combined with the sound of the piano and sword, it makes people feel excited.

Then came the climax.

The sound of the piano is rapid, the sword is full of snow, and the blade is so sharp that it seems to be able to pierce the night. The sound of the sword is accompanied by the sword flowers, clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's chant.

The voice of reciting is also repeated in the climax——

There are so many splendid rivers and mountains, which has attracted countless heroes.

Pity Qin Huang Han Wu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.

Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, only knew how to bow and shoot big eagles.

It's all over, count the romantic figures, and look at the present!

The word "Chao" fell, the sound of the piano stopped, and the sword dance closed, ending with a majestic momentum!

It wasn't until the curtain call that the audience reacted, and a burst of cheers and applause resounded through the sky.

Too bad!
Not only the perfect combination of piano and sword, but also unexpected poetry recitation, matched with exquisite choreography, is simply a comprehensive visual and auditory double enjoyment.

Features!

pattern!

tolerance!

artistic conception!

It's just a show!

From the beginning to the end of the show, they couldn't take their eyes off at all.

Zhao Siruo, who was ready to go on stage, was standing beside the stage, his face was already blue, extremely ugly.

She stared at Xiao Ruanruan expectantly, waiting for her to make a fool of herself.

Unexpectedly, the situation was completely reversed.

The opponent's show was overwhelming.

And her performance will be in jeopardy.

Why is this happening?

How can this be?
Why didn't Xiao Ruanruan's clothes tear?Didn't Liu Wenjing say it was a success?Could it be that she was cheated by Liu Wenjing?
The curtain sounded and it was time for her to take the stage.

She was still thinking about the scene of Xiao Ruanruan's complete success in her heart, she was absent-minded, and stepped on a wrong beat as soon as she came on stage.

But at the moment, most people are still immersed in the amazing performances on the show, and not many people pay attention to it.

Zhao Siruo's program is a song and dance performance. She has danced since elementary school and has excellent skills in this area. She has participated in a college student dance competition in the dance club representing the school and won an award.

It's a pity that she was ranked behind Xiao Ruanruan, and she was made dull by Xiao Ruanruan.

Zhao Siruo was performing on stage, and a group of people in the audience who were still unsatisfied expressed their inner excitement with their mobile phones.

Transfer pictures to transfer images, transfer video to transfer videos.

Most of the camera and video technology is average, but the amazing effect is not discounted too much.

She danced with a sword in her hand, her elegant and unrestrained figure was like a fairy dancing in the air, she was so beautiful that she pierced through her bones.

Wide sleeves fluttering, whimsical and graceful.

Her posture is lighter than Peach Blossom, but the long sword in her hand is shockingly cold.

This is a kind of contradictory beauty.

But it blended harmoniously with her body.

(End of this chapter)

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