On the stage, the two hosts are announcing the curtain.

"The next one is amazing."

"How powerful?"

"swept all the newspapers and TV platforms during the summer vacation, do you say it's amazing?"

"Oh, you're talking about our genius little prodigy, classmate Lin Qinghe."

Lin Qinghe's face directly became like this: Embarrassment

Such an introduction is too embarrassing, okay? Can you take a snack?

The embarrassment on stage continues.

"Lin Qinghe is not only very good at learning, according to the latest news I got here, in December, she participated in the children's calligraphy art competition held in Jiangzhou City and Yizhou Province, and won four special prizes in two categories: calligraphy and art!"

After Lin Qinghe participated in the calligraphy art competition in Jinzhou for the first time, Jinzhou also carried out reforms, in addition to the competition held by Jinzhou City, the children's calligraphy art competition of the province was also held in the name of Yizhou Province.

And Lin Qinghe was embarrassed to take advantage of the loophole to participate in the competition in Jinzhou, and changed to participate in the competition in Yizhou Province.

However, even in the whole of Yizhou, her calligraphy and art skills are still the best in the children's group, and they are far beyond the level of her peers. Even in the junior group, it is among the best.

However, Lin Qinghe will not be able to participate in the children's group for a few years, and when she turns twelve years old, she can only participate in the youth group.

"That's amazing! But I also have a message about Lin Qinghe, I don't know if you know. ”

"Then you can hear it."

"As far as I know, Lin Qinghe has won the first place in the Jiangyang County Art Show three times, and has also represented Jiangyang County to participate in the Jiangzhou City Art Show three times, and has also achieved good results."

"Then I'm even more curious about the next show, don't talk much, and then I will invite Lin Qinghe, a student from the first class of junior high school, to bring us the sword dance of the Tang Dynasty."

Lin Qinghe exhaled exaggeratedly, and finally finished speaking, and if she continued to speak, goosebumps were about to rise all over her body.

It seems that her face is not thick enough, if she changes some people, I am afraid that she will enjoy it very much when she hears others praise herself like this, and maybe she will feel that others are not praising enough.

The two hosts went down, the lights on the stage dimmed, Lin Qinghe walked onto the stage, and from the bottom, he could only see a small vague figure.

When he came to the stage, Lin Qinghe stood with his back to the audience below, picked up the flute in his hand, and blew out a string of notes.

As the sound of the flute spread, the scene slowly quieted down, and the flute became more and more melodious.

After a short flute sound, the sound of the guzheng sounded.

At this time, the headlights on the stage lit up, and at the same time, Lin Qinghe held the flute in his hand and turned around to show his wings.

There was an uproar from below, and there was a burst of exclamations.

I saw Lin Qinghe wearing a yellow-green full-breasted skirt, a retro hairstyle on her head, and delicate makeup painted on her face, as if she was an ancient beauty who came out of the picture of a lady.

She holds a green flute in her hand, dancing on the stage, her posture is beautiful and smooth, the movements are soft and rigid, and every movement is very mellow and gorgeous, the expression on her face dances with the posture, sometimes cold, sometimes lazy, sometimes charming, sometimes blurred, giving people an appreciation of beauty.

The scene was extremely quiet, and in the eyes of the people, they could only accommodate the one on the stage, as if they had fallen into the mortal world.

Guo Xiaojuan held her cheeks and muttered, "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful......"

She had seen Lin Qinghe's sword dance before, but she had only seen her usual practice, and she hadn't seen her sword dance dressed up like this, so she was also amazed.

There are many people like her, and if you have good eyes, you can find that most of the boys and girls present are stunned.

At the end of the song, Lin Qinghe's face was not red or breathless, standing in the middle of the stage, bowing gently.

At this time, the people below reacted and applauded one after another, shouting to the sky.

Then, I don't know where the phrase "come again" came out, and then more people joined the shouting team, and the sound of "do it again" became louder and louder, and slowly, the rhythm of everyone's shouting was unified, and there was only one voice of "do it again" in the whole playground.

Lin Qinghe didn't want to do it again, she was about to go down the stage, but was stopped by the host.

"Lin Qinghe, you see that your classmates want you to perform again, do you think you should follow everyone's ideas and do it again for everyone?"

Qin Xiangxiang looked at Lin Qinghe with a smile, and it was difficult to hide her surprise in her eyes, but what was deeper was jealousy.

Lin Qinghe glanced at her lightly and said, "Later, there were many classmates' performances, and I still won't delay everyone's time." ”

"No delay!" Everyone below shouted in unison.

Qin Xiangxiang said with a smile: "Lin Qinghe, you see that everyone thinks that it is not delayed, it is difficult to disobey the will of the people, otherwise, you will come again, right?" ”

Under the stage, Huang Guoqin smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and said loudly: "Lin Qinghe, agree." ”

Lin Qinghe sighed lightly, and finally gave the old class a face.

She said, "Then I'll do it again, but this time, I won't dance the sword, just just a dance." ”

She also found it boring to perform the same thing twice in a row, so let's improvise a dance.

Qin Xiangxiang was surprised: "Dancing? Did you choreograph a dance? ”

Lin Qinghe said "hmm" lightly, didn't say yes, didn't say no.

She motioned for the teacher next to her to play the accompaniment and posed.

In her previous life, Lin Qinghe had seen several versions of the Neon Dress and Feather Dance, each of which had a choreography she liked, and this time, she was ready to integrate all the choreography she liked.

Qin Xiangxiang felt that before she finished her words, Lin Qinghe ignored her, which made her feel a little unhappy.

She turned off the microphone, walked to the edge of the stage, and muttered softly: "Drag what?" ”

The music sounded, and Lin Qinghe also danced faintly.

It's still a neon song, but this time Lin Qinghe doesn't have a flute in his hand, and he relies on the language of his arms, legs and body to express it.

This time it's the real dance, an authentic classical Chinese court dance.

Lin Qinghe's limbs are soft and light, and her every move carries the grace of a woman, which is another style compared to the cleanliness of her sword dance.

Under the stage, several school leaders whispered there.

"Principal Ye, what do you think?"

"What does Lao Cao think?"

"I think so."

"Front or back?"

"The one in front, although the one in the back is also good, but the one in front is a little more distinctive, and the possibility of winning the award is greater."

Ye Tianhe laughed and said, "What the hero sees is slightly the same!" ”

The time of "Neon Dress Song" is not very long, a few minutes later, Lin Qinghe's dance finished again, this time without waiting for everyone to react, she hurriedly got off the stage, she didn't want to perform again and again.

Fortunately, the IQ of the students in No. 1 Middle School is still quite high, and they know that some things can not be repeated, after Lin Qinghe went down, they just gave a long applause and applause, but they did not shout again.

Yang Xiuming said triumphantly to the classmates on the left and right: "Ha, my little junior sister is amazing, right?" ”

"Awesome! That's amazing! The boy on Yang Xiuming's left hand put his hand on his shoulder with a flattering look and said, "Old Yang, how is the relationship between the two of us?" ”

"That's not something to say."

"In that case, how about introducing your junior sister to me?"

Yang Xiuming suddenly squinted his eyes and looked at him dangerously: "What do you mean kid?" Let me tell you, my little sister is only ten years old this year, so don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. ”

"Hey, your junior sister is a prodigy, young, who doesn't know this? I didn't think about anything, I just got to know her first, brush up some favorability, and wait for her to be older...... Hehe, maybe you can get the moon first near the water? ”

"That's not good, you kid is a big carrot, tell me, you've made too many girl friends since junior high school? You can't count them on one hand, can you? Also, weren't you still chasing Zhang Yuanyuan some time ago? ”

"Zhang Yuanyuan, how can you be as beautiful as your junior sister! Anyway, she hasn't agreed yet, and I don't bother to chase after it. ”

"No, doesn't Zhang Yuanyuan like you a lot? Even I know. ”

The boys are also quite tall and handsome, no wonder so many girls like it.

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't know the girl yet, when you don't like her, the kraft candy sticks up, and when you start chasing her, she becomes reserved again, in fact, it's all their bad faults, too lazy to get used to them!" Lao Yang, help, maybe I can be your brother-in-law in the future, then it will really be a family. You know everything about me, don't you, can you still worry about me? ”

Yang Xiuming rolled his eyes: "It's because I know the roots, so I don't worry about you even more!" ”

Fang Zihao is really good to his brother, but he has had a bad place since he was a child - he is attentive and has different ideas.

If he likes anyone, he can really do anything for her, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

But his likes come and go quickly, and once he doesn't like it, it's really abandoned.

Yang Xiuming didn't want his little junior sister to meet such a scumbag.

"Don't, Lao Yang, give my brother a chance, maybe your junior sister is my true daughter?"

"Fuck off!"

Yang Xiuming pushed away Fang Zihao's big head, and scolded honestly and unceremoniously, so that he wouldn't push his little junior sister into the fire pit!

At this end, as soon as Lin Qinghe got off the stage, Huang Guoqin came over with a smile, patted Lin Qinghe's shoulder excitedly, and said, "Okay, good!" That's great! It has greatly increased the face of our first class of junior high school! ”

Just look at the performance of the audience, it's strange that Lin Qinghe's show doesn't win awards, if she can't win awards, who can win awards?

Aren't you afraid that the teachers and students of the school will scold the judges for being blind?

Huang Guoqin thinks that the first place may be able to look forward to it.

The only pity is that in Lin Qinghe's show, the connotation can be worse, and there are not too many profound things.

However, Chinese martial arts are also the crystallization of traditional Chinese culture, and they are still worth promoting.

At this time, Huang Guoqin felt that the more she looked at Lin Qinghe, the more she liked it, and she asked with concern: "How is it, is it cold?" Guo Xiaojuan, Guo Xiaojuan, hurriedly took Lin Qinghe's clothes and draped them over for her, don't catch a cold. ”

Guo Xiaojuan ran over with a look of adoration: "Lotus, I have decided, you will be my idol in the future!" ”

Lin Qinghe rolled his eyes: "Haven't I been your idol for a long time?" How many times have you said this? ”

Guo Xiaojuan smiled: "This time it really can't be true!" ”

Believe in you to have a ghost!

Lin Qinghe ignored her and went straight back to his seat, and the classmates in the class all gathered around, saying all kinds of praise as if they didn't want money.

This is even more enthusiastic than when Lin Qinghe was known as a genius prodigy.

"Lin Qinghe, do you really know martial arts? Teach me that. ”

This is the voice of boys who love martial arts.

"Lin Qinghe, your dancing is so good, teach us."

These are the girls who were conquered by Lin Qinghe's beautiful dance.

Of course, those who didn't like Lin Qinghe in the first place hated her more and more now.

Not to mention the liveliness of the first class of junior high school, after seeing Lin Qinghe's high-level performance, the subsequent programs made people feel bored.

Not to mention the audience, even the performers themselves have lost confidence.

On the judges' bench, the judges and teachers were also a little bored.

During the previous primary, although they also thought Lin Qinghe's sword dance was amazing, the other selected programs also had merits, and they didn't expect that after the stage effect was really brought in, the gap would be so big.

The other programs, under the backdrop of Lin Qinghe's sword dance, were all bleak.

Dong Wenyin said: "I knew that the gap would be so big, and I should have let Lin Qinghe's show stay last." ”

With her Zhuyu in front, there is no Yuwang to watch these shows in the future.

A teacher next to him said: "Learn a lesson next year, no matter what program Lin Qinghe performs, in short, arrange for her at the end." In this way, it is estimated that there will be no students who will leave halfway. ”

The judges and teachers around them all nodded with emotion, this year is really a mistake!

It's easy to get all the performances over, and everyone's spirit suddenly comes up again, why?

Because when it comes to the awards, Lin Qinghe will definitely come to the stage again!

Everyone has waited for so long today, and no one left halfway, just because they wanted to see Lin Qinghe again!

Hey, something strange seems to have gotten in......

Then, when the host announced that the first place in this year's New Year's Day party was Lin Qinghe's sword dance in the Tang Dynasty, the audience resounded with huge cheers, and everyone was calling the same name:

"Lin Qinghe! Lin Qinghe! Lin Qinghe ......"

Lin Qinghe rubbed his ears and felt a little noisy......

But the corners of her lips still involuntarily hooked up a shallow smile.