Chapter 165: The Audience Was Shocked Again (Plus Update)
Shen Huan nervously held Qin Yaozhi's hand, "Ahhh ”
Qin Yaozhi nodded heavily, "I believe Sister Mang!" ”
"Students, listen to me." Xi Yan clapped her hands and looked at the students in front of her, "I've been practicing dance for so long, just show it well, relax, just go up to play tonight." ”
Gu Mang's delicate eyebrows and eyes were raised.
Such a small fight, in her eyes, is indeed just a play.
"Got it, teacher." A group of people responded loudly, and the light in their eyes was palpitating.
Xi Yan led a group of people to the entrance position.
Gu Mang followed at the back of the line.
Gu Yin was very close to her, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she was a little distracted.
Gu Mang glanced at her, his cold voice was low and hoarse, light and slow, very intimidating, "You'd better settle down, play your piano well, don't mess with me." ”
Gu Yin's five fingers tightened, raised his eyes to look at Gu Mang, and smiled softly, "Sister, why do you think of me so much, of course I can play the piano well, after all, I am also a member of the team." ”
Gu Mang pulled his lips, the meaning was unknown.
Those beautiful eyes are as black as a deep pool, and the soles of their feet are lazy.
Gu Yin touched the blade in his pocket, did Gu Mang see it.
She wanted to cut off her fingers and quit playing the piano, and when the competition was approaching, she wanted to see where Gu Mang would find to play the piano.
At that time, the program that Mingcheng Middle School has high hopes for will not even be able to get on the stage, and Gu Mang's fate will definitely not be good-looking.
Is it seen?
Gu Yin bit her lip slightly, and was still unwilling to play the piano for Gu Mang like this, so that she could be in the limelight.
Ten minutes later.
Minna's excited voice sounded, "Next, it is the dance brought to you by the first class of the third year of high school and the twentieth class of the third year of high school, I heard that this classmate's choreographer, but he became famous at a young age, and at the age of fourteen, he is a choreographer who is listened to by the king of the music world......"
The stage lights suddenly went black.
There was only a faint glow from the auditorium.
Suddenly, the lights went down.
Gu Mang's seven people were in the middle of the stage, dressed in black, cold and cool.
The girl didn't look at the camera, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were lowered.
But she didn't do anything, she just stood there, like a painting.
Several people bowed politely to the audience.
Music played.
Gu Mang's dance is like a visual feast for everyone.
Wild and vulgar, full of enthusiasm and freedom, it can show the vitality of the students, the movements are clean and smooth, and the strength is in place.
Super rhythmic.
Every body movement brings out the most incisive expression of dance.
Indescribable beauty.
Lu Chengzhou sat in the corner of the first row, his arms were casually clasped, his eyes were deep black, and he stared directly at Gu Mang on the stage.
Charming and pure, uninhibited.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at the seven girls on the stage without blinking, and Gu Mang stood out.
It wasn't until five minutes later, when the rhythm went from sharp to slow, and finally slowly dissipated into the air, that everyone came back to their senses.
Still looking at the stage, I can't get enough.
They seem to know why Gu Mang is known as the top choreographer in the entertainment industry.
also knows why Sheng Ting became popular all over the country with Gu Mang's choreography.
Watching Gu Mang dance is an absolute pleasure.
Gu Mang and the others bowed politely towards the audience.
The stage lights go out again, some figures leave, and some go on stage to rearrange the stage for the next fashion show.
In just a few minutes, the lights came back on.
Gu Mang went around from the backstage to Lu Chengzhou's position, and the man was always empty.
As soon as the girl came over, Lu Chengzhou handed her the mineral water, "Drink some." ”
"Thank you." Gu Mang whispered, and when he twisted the cap a little harder, he found that it had been unscrewed in advance.
One eyebrow was raised.
Suddenly, the audience heard the sound of gasping cold air.
The continuous flashing lights and photographing sounds of reporters came and went.