Chapter 122: Cornflower

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On the stage of the Rongcheng Grand Theater, the first performance of "Giselle" is nearing the end, and at this time, it has reached the climax of the whole play.

Giselle, who had just turned into the ghost of Willis, crossed her hands in front of her chest and slowly ascended to the stage, followed by a series of spins that seemed to never stop, her instep was tightly tensed, her face was expressionless, even numb, and the pain of love betrayal burst out irrepressibly at this moment......

Albert, who was holding a lily, came to Gisell's tomb to confess, but fell under the magic of the ghost king and began to dance non-stop, seeing that Albert was exhausted and in danger, Giselle couldn't bear it, and led Albert with the lily petals sprinkled on the ground, to help him escape, the ghost king was enraged and ordered Giselle to dance with Albert.

A slow pas de deux begins, Giselle slowly raises his right leg to 145ยฐ, turns his body to Albert, who is kneeling on the ground, in a typical Albesco dance posture, leans forward slightly, as if to say something to Albert, at this time Giselle is trying his best to delay time, waiting for the dawn to come, and at that time, Albert has hope of living.

The whole dance was very slow, with unspeakable solemnity and sorrow, and Albert finally repented, and with one lift after another, he carried Giselle into the air, trying to get her out of the underworld, but repeatedly failed.

The whole theater was silent at this time, and all eyes were on the stage.

Finally, the day dawned......

The ghost is gone, Giselle's soul will be returned to the cemetery, and Albert, who finally survives, is devastated by the pain, and Giselle resolutely turns around and disappears.

After a moment of silence, thunderous applause rang out from under the stage, and the curtain closed.

Retreating to the edge of the stage, Bai Yuqian's chest was still rising and falling, and the whole person was still immersed in the atmosphere of the dance, and the pain that had to be given up seemed to linger.

The director walked over and patted Bai Yuqian's head directly: "Yes, it's better than the special performance!"

Bai Yuqian was stunned suddenly, finally relieved, and then let out a long breath.

"Stuck in it again and can't pull it out?" the director clearly saw the problem.

"It's out, it's out!" Bai Yuqian smiled and covered her cheeks with both hands.

"If you don't go crazy, you won't survive, it's like this in every line," Sister Ping walked over and hugged Bai Yuqian directly: "My God, you are so beautiful today, did you hear applause?"

Bai Yuqian paid attention, through the thick curtain, the applause from the audience was clearly audible, she really loved this applause.

Sister Ping handed over a bottle of water, Bai Yuqian took it, raised her head and took a sip, then she didn't hold back, opened the side curtain, and secretly glanced down.

In the middle of the third row, Lao Bai was sitting there, wiping his tears.

Bai Yuqian looked at Lao Bai for a while, no one knew how much she valued this performance, just because this person in the audience appreciated her daughter's demeanor on the stage for the first time in her life, and Bai Yuqian wanted him to be proud of herself.

"I'm crying!" Bai Yuqian muttered, and unconsciously, the corners of her eyes were a little moist.

Sister Ping was curious, followed and poked her head, looked at Bai Yuqian's line of sight, and asked, "Who are you talking about!"

Bai Yuqian went to the table next to her and pulled a tissue, pressed it lightly in the corner of her eye, and teased: "Of course it's my old white, who deserves to be an actor, and his feelings are quite rich, and he is crying there!"

"Where is it?" Sister Ping looked curiously for a long time, and finally laughed: "See, it's the one sitting behind Deputy Director Ma, I still have a little impression of your father, my mother liked him when she was young, and there are still pictorials of Baishan at home, when I go back and ask my old lady if you want Baishan's signed photo." โ€

Bai Yuqian couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"There's one minute left, it's time to go on stage for a curtain call!" A staff member came over and reminded Bai Yuqian and the other actors to prepare to return to the stage again.

Bai Yuqian's dance partner stepped forward to take her hand, and the two stood lightly in the center of the stage.

The curtain slowly opened again, and in the thunderous applause, Bai Yuqian elegantly made a curtain call posture, and at this time, people in the audience stood up and applauded one after another, and this applause lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Bai Yuqian stood up, took a deep breath, and looked up at the lamp on the ceiling.

This stage is too charming, attracting Bai Yuqian to grit her teeth, survive countless difficult moments, and must jump down, for this applause, for the countless appreciative eyes of the audience, all the hardships...... She's all willing to eat.

Finally, all the cast and crew were invited to the stage to receive congratulations on the success of the performance, and then bowed to the audience and thanked them.

Under the brilliant stage lights, Bai Yuqian couldn't see the people in the audience, but she smiled hard, because Lao Bai could see it.

Someone came up from the stage with a bouquet of white lilies and stood in front of Bai Yuqian.

Looking at the flower giver, Bai Yuqian was taken aback and asked, "Why did you come back?"

"Congratulations on the success of your performance!" Fei Mu was wearing a windbreaker, looking a little dusty, at this time, everyone was watching, obviously a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said a word, and then stuffed the flower into Bai Yuqian's arms.

Around Bai Yuqian, someone laughed out loud, and the dance partner next to him simply teased: "Lily...... This is to sweep the grave of Giselle!"

"I ...... Sent the wrong one?" Fei Mu was already preparing to go down, but when he heard this, he stopped and asked suspiciously.

Bai Yuqian glanced at her dancing partner and smiled at Fei Mu: "Don't listen to them, I like them very much, I'll arrange a vase when I go home/"

"Everyone has sent flowers, give me a hug!" the dance partner encouraged again.

Fei Mu blushed suddenly, and Bai Yuqian, who was holding a lily in his hand, was generous, leaned over, and took the initiative to hug Fei Mu.

At this time, there was laughter on the stage, and everyone naturally knew who Fei Mu was.

Fei Mu didn't hold steady in the end, and then almost trotted off the stage, and after Bai Yuqian and his colleagues bowed to the audience again, the performance officially ended that night.

Bai Yuqian returned backstage with the lily in her hand, and at this time, the corridor outside her private dressing room was already full of congratulatory flower baskets.

At this time, she was tired and panicked, and Bai Yuqian didn't bother to look at it, and went directly into the room.

After removing her makeup with the help of the staff around her, Bai Yuqian sat in front of the makeup mirror, combing her hair by herself, and dialing Lao Bai's phone.

"Old Bai, where are you now?" As soon as the other side was connected, Bai Yuqian immediately asked.

When they brought Lao Bai to the Grand Theater before, the father and daughter had already made an appointment to take a taxi home together after the performance.

"I was in the car, and I was just about to call you, but it wasn't a coincidence, and at the end of the show, I ran into an old friend I hadn't seen for many years, and he said to drive me. Lao Bai said with a smile.

"What friend?" Bai Yuqian asked casually.

"Old buddies who used to be on the set, people also came to see your performance today. Lao Bai said, and said with a smile: "Qianqian, your dancing is too beautiful, when I look back, I see neighbors and friends, and I have a topic to blow, my daughter is a big artist of the Rongcheng National Ballet!"

Bai Yuqian was amused and laughed: "It's good that you're happy, but the cowhide is blown up, I won't help you make it up," Speaking of this, Bai Yuqian thought about it and couldn't help but advise: "Be careful on the road, don't stay outside for too long at night." โ€

"Okay, when you're old, you're still being treated as a child!" Lao Bai complained in a good mood and hung up the phone.

Bai Yuqian put down her mobile phone and couldn't help laughing, Lao Bai's old age is naturally taken care of by her, just raise an old child!

didn't forget to bring the bouquet of lilies that Fei Mu gave her, Bai Yuqian walked out of the dressing room, and then she was interested in admiring the large and small flower baskets placed at the door.

When Fei Mu called, Bai Yuqian's eyes were falling on a half-human-high cornflower basket, at this time the blue conical petals were blooming, there was an indescribable vitality, it seemed to be carrying the morning dewdrops, although compared to other flower baskets, cornflowers were not precious, but let Bai Yuqian stand in front of it for a long time.

Involuntarily, Bai Yuqian gently plucked one and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it, and the fragrance almost immediately brought her mind back to Bavaria.

On the slope behind the ancient castle of the Fu family, a large number of cornflowers have been planted all year round, and looking out of the window of the room where Bai Yuqian lived back then, the eyes are full of gorgeous flowers, which is as beautiful as a fairyland.

In Bai Yuqian's heart, there was once a too good memory, which contained warm sunshine, charming cornflowers, and love that people mistakenly thought would last forever......

Unfortunately, memories are just memories after all, and that's it.