Chapter 5: Please start your performance
Fu Chaoyan decided to break the jar and break it.
Looking around, Fu Chaoyan saw that there were still some musical instruments and performance props in the corner.
Fu Chaoyan walked over, picked up a sword, and asked, "Can I use this?" ”
The staff was a little surprised and said, "Yes, these are all for the trainees." ”
"Thank you." Fu Chaoyan lowered his eyes and had an idea in his heart.
"It's your turn, let's go." The staff reminded.
Fu Chaoyan clenched the sword in his hand and walked to the stage.
And the big screen also shows the company where Fu Chaoyan works.
"All-Arts Entertainment? I've never heard of it. ”
"I haven't heard of it either."
"Just one person? It's beautiful! ”
"It's so beautiful that you didn't push it before? The company can't do it, right?! ”
The other trainees chattered and discussed endlessly until Fu Chaoyan came to the stage.
The dazzling light flowed and fell on Fu Chaoyan's body.
"Hello mentor, I'm Fu Chaoyan from Quanyi Entertainment."
The tutor sitting in the middle saw her carrying a sword and asked with a smile, "Are you going to dance a sword?" ”
"Yes."
The instructor glanced at the script, and without asking for special attention to him, he said, "Please start your performance." ”
Fu Chaoyan took a deep breath.
When the lights dimmed, the music began.
"Loulan Song? Isn't that a collision with Song Qingning? ”
"Oh my God, it's the first time I've seen a real person dancing a sword."
"Be quiet and watch carefully."
“……”
A beam of light hit Fu Chaoyan's body, she raised her sword, the sword body reflected the cold light, and her eyes became firm.
The prelude of "Loulan Song" is soft, the girl raises her eyes and dances the sword, and a set of continuous movements are precisely jammed.
"Pluck the strings to send you a thousand miles, and I hope you will return as soon as possible."
"A glass of wine hides acacia, I hope you know."
The gentle music, accompanied by the gentle sword dance, is very soft.
And the girl's eyes seem to be full of thousands of falling flowers, full of reluctance and nostalgia.
"Under the smoke cloud, the mad knife cuts the dust!"
The second half of the game was played urgently, and the girls on the stage moved quickly but not chaotically, and their eyes became cold.
"Don't look back, it's been a hundred years."
The light was focused, and the girl didn't seem to hold the hilt of the sword, and the sword fell from mid-air!
"Yikes!"
"Be careful!"
Just when everyone thought it was a performance mistake, the girl was not in a hurry and kicked the sword with her toes.
The sword spun around in the air and returned to Fu Chaoyan's hand.
When the repertoire came to an end, Fu Chaoyan neatly put away his sword, turned his back to the instructor's seat, and stood still looking back.
The lights scattered and condensed on Fu Chaoyan's body, and the cold look back in the lens was moving.
"Ah, I'm dead! Sister is good A! ”
"So handsome! I can! ”
"Calm down, calm down."
“……”
Among the trainees, there are many little fans who have their eyes in their eyes and applaud wildly.
Fu Chaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the center of the stage.
"Awesome!" The mentor sitting in the middle is the popular idol Xue Shuxuan, who praised: "The movements are neat and crisp, and the eyes are very fixed." How long do you dance? ”
Fu Chaoyan misunderstood, and replied: "Twelve years of martial arts. ”
He practiced talisman at the age of one and practiced martial arts at the age of five.
The cold and the summer come and go, never stopping.
"Wow! It's amazing! ”
"No wonder you dance so well!"
"Can I sing a part?" Sitting next to Xue Shuxuan is Meng Wenying, the queen of golden songs.
Fu Chaoyan only performed a dance just now, if you evaluate it comprehensively, you still need to sing and dance to combine the evaluation.
Fu Chaoyan smirked, "I'm not going to sing." ”
Who wouldn't hum a couple of words?
It's just that Fu Chaoyan's five tones are incomplete, and she is nicknamed the Death Singer.
Others sing movingly, she sings shark people.