Chapter 209: Emergencies
In fact, He Zhizhou didn't like this kind of lively occasion very much, but he just felt that Yan Shu had been practicing for so long, he should come and take a look.
He didn't come to every training before, just to see her most real performance today. Now he was 100% sure that she wasn't the same Yan Shu.
The original Yan Shu was already very good that she was not abandoned, how could someone like Yan Mingyuan use her gambling money for her to learn dance?
And a girl who has never danced when she is so old suddenly can dance, and she dares to sign up for a performance, she should be very confident in her dance to do so.
He just wants to see, what is this Yan Shu's ability? And why are you here? Is it a coincidence, or is it intentional?
Finally it was Yan Shu's turn to play, as soon as she came out, Qin Nan's eyes lit up, "Ah Zhou, this kid of yours looks really good." ”
He Zhizhou didn't say anything, but his eyes always stayed on the stage.
The clothes Yan Shu is wearing today are performance costumes borrowed from other professional colleges and universities, a set of white costumes, plus her standing posture and tonight's lights, there is a feeling of fairy spirit.
As it is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Shu chose a classical song called "Looking at the Moon", which tells the story of Chang'e before and after running to the moon.
The configuration of the school is relatively simple, and there is no tightrope to match the scene of the moon landing, but Yan Shu waved her long sleeves and stepped back lightly, and the way her skirt fluttered, it really made people seem to see that kind of scene.
At the end of the dance, there was silence in the auditorium for two seconds, and then there was a round of applause.
Yan Shu stood firm, bowed to the audience, and was about to step down, when suddenly, something unexpected happened, an object flew out of the audience and smashed straight into her face.
The people below didn't react, and He Zhizhou was the first to find out, but it was too late to go, so he had to look in the direction where the object was flying.
Yan Shu clearly saw that what was flying was a mineral water bottle, if it was empty, it would definitely not be able to fly so far, and it must have never been drunk.
At this time, she didn't have time to think about anything else, she hurriedly stretched out her hand, afraid that she wouldn't be able to catch the water bottle, so she stopped the bottle when it flew in front of her, and then grabbed it instantly, and others wouldn't see that the bottle stopped, but thought it was caught by her.
To make such a big move, I'm afraid it won't work to sit in the crowd, she looked at the audience, and saw a figure sitting down in a hurry, the lights on the auditorium stage were bright, and the lights under the stage were relatively dim for the performance effect.
There were so many heads, Yan Shu didn't see clearly who threw them, but she remembered the position, and threw the bottle back casually, and after the accuracy of her hand, plus the slight adjustment of the ability, the bottle just smashed on the head of the person who just sat down.
Yan Shu was satisfied, smiled demonstratively, and turned to step down.
This was a small episode, although the bottle thrown by Yan Shu hit the person, but the distance was not very close, and the person's head was hit and hurt, and there was no other injury.
After the show, Yan Shu also returned to her class to be an audience, Zhuo Qing's position was next to her, and after she sat down, she immediately asked, "Yan Shu, are you okay?" That guy just went too far! ”
"I'm fine." Yan Shu thought about it, the position of that person just now didn't look like it was from their class, it looked like it was from a nearby class, but he didn't offend anyone from the other classes? "By the way, who threw me with a water bottle just now, did you see that?"
"See!" Zhuo Qing was indignant, "I saw it very clearly in the audience, it was from Class 7 over there, I know her!" ”
"You know? Do you know why she targeted me? ”