Under the spotlight of the stage, Qi Xiaoyu was completely immersed in the sea of kung fu.

The huge stage is full of her figure everywhere.

She was dressed in a purple gown with a purple ribbon around her waist, and she looked less like a warrior than a dancer.

This dress was borrowed by Yu Qiuyan from a student in a dance class.

Because of the urgency of the matter, there were no clothes that fit for a while, Ning Mengyu did have a dress, but it was not suitable for Qi Xiaoyu to wear at all, and if he changed it temporarily, there would not be enough time. In desperation, Yu Qiuyan could only make this decision.

You can't let Qi Xiaoyu wear ordinary clothes, right?

After all, it's a stage for a national audience, it's too casual, and it's not good!

Qi Xiaoyu's body, light as a feather in the wind, jumped vertically and horizontally, tossing and turning. When it flickers, it is like a leaf swaying in the wind, light and elegant, and when it rotates, it is like a butterfly with its wings fluttering.

The audience in the audience held their breath one by one, not daring to interrupt this seemingly beautiful dance move.

Yes, Qi Xiaoyu's kung fu body method is like a well-choreographed dance, natural and free!

"It's beautiful!

A female classmate with little stars in her eyes.

"Yes, it's so beautiful! If kung fu is so beautiful, I'm going to practice kung fu too!"

Another female classmate was full of adoration.

"This, this is kung fu?"

A male classmate questioned.

"I don't think so, too. Kung fu, aren't they all very handsome? Such mother's kung fu, who wants to watch it!"

Waves of disapproval are coming.

Suddenly, the remarks of the male classmates caused a fierce backlash from the girls.

"Who said that kung fu can't be beautiful? You guys are just jealous and jealous!"

"Who's jealous? I said that the girl's performance is not like kung fu, is it wrong?"

"That's it, embroidered legs. I guess it's not enough to beat our boys' kicks!"

"I think you boys just have pink eye, and I can't see our girls well!"

The sound of the quarrel gradually attracted the attention of the teachers in the front judges' seats.

"What happened next?"

A male teacher, who looked more elegant, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked the person next to him.

"It's like we're talking about kung fu. Another female teacher said.

"Oh?"

An older teacher with white hair and drooping hair glanced at the students arguing behind him in surprise, and then looked at Qi Xiaoyu, who was on the stage, with a flowing figure and seemed to be dancing: "What do you think?"

"We?"

The teachers looked at each other.

"This show is coming to an end. What about your scores?"

The old man asked again.

"We were talking about performing kung fu, and it turned out that this student showed us a dance. I see, I can only give 6 points for this score. ”

The competition is based on a 10-point system, and you can score 6 points, which is not very high, but it is not low either.

"That's right. However, the dance is also quite pleasing to the eye. I'll just add one more point, a seven. ”

Another teacher chimed in.

"Huh!"

The old man stroked the long beard in front of him and said with a smile: "This kind of 'milk swallow homing' light body kung fu, I may not have seen it for a long time, old man!"

"What?!"

The teachers were all stunned.

This very old teacher is very famous in the school.

It is said that when he was young, he was the martial arts king Lin Chongxiao in the martial arts world of the Xia Kingdom.

It's a living treasure!

Fang Shiqing, the principal of the first school, spent a lot of money to invite such an old baby to come to the school town.

Now don't look at the old man's age, his skills are not as good as before, but his eyesight is still very vicious.

Since Lin Chongxiao said that Qi Xiaoyu made it a light body exercise, it must be!

Lin Chongxiao's eyes showed a little nostalgia: "I don't know what happened to that guy in Lao Zhuang now." The level of the apprentice taught by this is not very high!"

"Ahh

In a small black-tiled mansion on the bank of the Qingshui River, Old Man Zhuang suddenly sneezed heavily, causing the black tiger to look sideways for a while.

"I don't know which old guy is thinking about me. ”

Old man Zhuang muttered to himself, and continued to bury his head in his work.

At this moment, the old man Zhuang is holding a small hoe and watering a few clusters of gorgeous flowers in the flower garden.

Seeing that there was nothing serious, the black tiger continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

But in its closed eyes, there was a wisp of thought, and it quietly crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to some unknown place.

Hey, I don't know where the owner is now, and if he has met the young lady he likes......

The program arrangement of Ning Mengzhi, Su Yue and others is in a relatively backward position.

They also wore gorgeous dresses and watched the show in an empty seat in front of the stage.

For the two of them, as long as it's their turn to appear, they can go backstage to prepare, and in the early stage, they can also watch live performances with their classmates.

But at this time, Ning Mengzhi's eyes were filled with disbelief.

How could there still be people performing in the purple class?

It's a dance, but it shouldn't be! If it's a talent show, there shouldn't be anyone in the purple class, right?

Moreover, Ning Mengzhi has investigated before, the people in the purple class, basically, are all nerds, except for Wu Zichuan, the squad leader who is the host, the only one who can perform is his younger brother Ning Mengyu.

Ning Mengyu is good at studying, and his grades in extracurricular activities are not bad.

And she can only do it with a dance.

But this performance was broadcast live by the entire Xia Kingdom, which means that all people in the country can see her performance.

Ning Mengzhi instinctively didn't want to watch Ning Mengyu be in the limelight.

In this show, she went for the first place!

With Ning Mengyu here, her first place will be more or less variable.

Because of this, Ning Mengzhi risked the possibility of exposure and poured laxatives into his brother's water cup.

The purpose is to prevent him from participating in this performance competition!

But people are not as good as heaven, I can't imagine that there are still people in the purple class who can perform talent shows!

What made her even more envious and jealous was that the dance performed by the people on the stage was even more beautiful than the dance she carefully choreographed!

Who the hell is this person? Why hasn't he been found before?

Ning Mengzhi clenched his fists, and her beautiful face was even more distorted.

The place where she sat was a little far away from the stage, and she didn't see the faces of the people on the stage too really.

"Ning Mengzhi, the person in your stands seems to be a little familiar?"

Su Yue asked uncertainly.

Familiar? Could it be that Su Yue knows?

"Take a closer look at who she is?"

Ning Mengzhi was a little anxious.

She can't even know who her opponent is, right?

"Ning Mengzhi, how do I look at it, this person looks so much like Qi Xiaoyu?" Su Yue rubbed her eyes and said with some uncertainty.

The stage is too far away, and the colored lights flicker back and forth, and the faces of people are really not easy to see.

Su Yue said that she looked like Qi Xiaoyu, but she didn't believe it very much.

Qi Xiaoyu looked at it, a little taciturn, although it was rumored in the school that she knew kung fu, but Su Yue didn't believe it very much, after all, she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. Moreover, she mostly thinks that eighty percent of those classmates are misinformation.

In addition, Hua Xiaoyue vigorously showed that Qi Xiaoyu was from the countryside, but he had more strength.

The students in the academy are either young masters or young ladies, all of them are pampered and delicate, so naturally they will not be Qi Xiaoyu's opponents.

Not only did Su Yue not believe it, but even Ning Mengzhi didn't believe it.

She admitted that she already knew Qi Xiaoyu very well. Whether it is getting along on weekdays or what she learned from Hua Xiaoyue's mouth, it is enough for her to see through a person like Qi Xiaoyu.

Therefore, such a beautiful dance can never be mastered by Qi Xiaoyu, a vulgar person from the countryside!

"She can't be Qi Xiaoyu!"

Ning Mengzhi vetoed it categorically.

"I don't think it's likely. Qi Xiaoyu is from the countryside and has never learned to dance, how can he dance such a beautiful dance!"

Su Yue echoed.

Although she is learning musical instruments, her appreciation of dance is no worse than Ning Mengzhi, who is a professional dancer, and her eyesight is still there.

On stage, the lights flicker, and the music is sometimes soothing, sometimes majestic.

And Qi Xiaoyu's movements are also in line with the sound of music, sometimes soft, sometimes atmospheric.

At the end of the song, Qi Xiaoyu slowly stood still, and her purple robe floated up in slow motion with her movements, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, lofty and holy.

The audience suddenly burst into warm applause!

Lin Chongxiao laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad! I have learned eighty percent of the way to return the milk swallow to the nest! At this age, it is not easy! It is not easy!"

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, he made a big mark of ten points on the performance list of the third program!

Very!

The teachers were shocked again.

That's a perfect score!

Isn't it a little unfair to give a full score so early to the students who haven't started performing yet?

Lin Chongxiao seemed to see their thoughts: "You don't have to look at me. Just score according to your heart. ”

The teachers responded one after another, but secretly glanced at each other, and in the end, they all invariably marked a striking score on the performance list, which belonged to Qi Xiaoyu's program!

Teacher Lin Chongxiao has scored ten points, if they don't give full marks, isn't this a disguised way of not giving Teacher Lin Chongxiao face?

What's more, Teacher Lin Chongxiao praised this student's kung fu greatly, although it looks so much like a dance, but it doesn't matter, it has been proven to be kung fu, then these teachers have full marks, no one should question it.

Thinking about it this way, everyone is at ease.

At this time, they didn't know that the real storm was still to come.

Qi Xiaoyu fluttered down from the stage, and backstage, Teacher Yu Qiuyan was anxious and helpless: "Qi Xiaoyu, this is your kung fu performance?"

"yes, teacher, what's the problem?"

Yu Qiuyan was about to say a few words, but thinking that Qi Xiaoyu had no preparation at all temporarily, she was pushed up to perform like this, and it was already very good if people could complete the performance well, so don't force it so much.

Besides, Qi Xiaoyu's dance looks really pleasing to the eye.

It seems that everyone has seen Qi Xiaoyu's kung fu performance as a dance.

I have to say, this is a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Su Yue, she went down. Let's go backstage and see who the other party is!"

Ning Mengyi grabbed Su Yue and was about to go backstage.

It just so happened that Su Yue was also aroused, and wanted to see who the person who could dance such a glorious dance was sacred, and it was rare that she did not refute Ning Mengzhi, and went backstage with her.

As soon as I arrived at the backstage door, I almost met with someone.

"How did you get down the aisle?"

Ning Mengyi saw that someone had hit her, and before she could see who it was, she came up and complained.

"Ning Mengzhi?"

A slightly surprised voice.

Ning Mengzhi's ears moved, this voice seemed to be a little familiar, why did it look so much like the voice of the person she hated?

At this time, Su Yue's reprimand sounded one step ahead: "Qi Xiaoyu, this is the backstage, why are you here?

Qi Xiaoyu?It was Qi Xiaoyu who bumped into her?

Ning Mengzhi's anger came up slowly.

She didn't think about it, and slapped the face of the person opposite: "Qi Xiaoyu, you dare to hit me?"

This slap, before he could reach the other party, his wrist was tightly grabbed by Qi Xiaoyu: "Ning Mengzhi, have you lost your temper?

Sure enough, it's Qi Xiaoyu!

Ning Mengzhi's eyes erupted with fire: "Qi Xiaoyu, you let go!"

"I'll let it go, and then put my face in front of you and let you hit?" Qi Xiaoyu smiled.

Ning Mengzhi's face burned hotly, but the loser did not lose the battle, no matter what Qi Xiaoyu said, she had to refute: "That's right! Miss Ben wants to beat you, it's your honor! You should be beaten by me obediently! Do you know you're scared? If you know you're scared, let me go!"

Qi Xiaoyu looked at Su Yue: "What about you, are you going to slap me too?"

Su Yue hurriedly took a step back: "It's nothing to do with me." I'm just telling you to leave!"

"That's right! Qi Xiaoyu, the backstage is not a person like you, you can come in!"

Ning Mengzhi seemed to think of something, and suddenly stood on his toes.

"Oh?" Qi Xiaoyu nodded as if ignorant, "So I shouldn't have come? So what should I do? I'm here, what can you do with me? Can you beat me?"

As he spoke, Qi Xiaoyu gently touched Ning Mengzhi's pink cheek with his other hand: "This face has a lot of powder, right? You say, I'm going to slap it down, one side of the face, will it swell? By the way, you're going to perform in a while, right? I don't know if it will be able to reduce the swelling when I get to the show?"

"You, how dare you—"

Ning Mengzhiqi's face turned red, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only stare with his eyes.