The dark red makes her complexion fairer, and several red plum blossoms in the Suzhou embroidery style play the role of the finishing touch, highlighting her charm and moving, red and black are really classic colors.

The skirt of the cheongsam is ankle-length, and the sides are split to the thighs, faintly revealing the snow-white thighs, which makes An Yue dazzled! You can't move it.

Seeing that their reaction was so exaggerated, An Jingyu guessed that the effect was not bad.

Standing in front of a small piece of bronze mirror, you can barely see the upper body, the clothes are quite fitting, and the white tulle is made of bat sleeves and attached to the cuffs, so that the half of the arm is not so exposed/exposed, and it looks more sexy/charming.

It's a pity that in this era, there are no mirrors, and there are beautiful clothes to wear, and you can't see the effect yourself.

However, if you want to wear a better look on the day of the competition, you also need to prepare a pair of five-centimeter leather heels, a white feather folding fan and a black lace hat.

An Jingyu tried to dance, imagining the jazz dance she had seen before, raising her hands and swinging, stepping and twisting her waist, and even shaking her chest twice, seeing that they were in a surging mood and blood boiling.

"Master An, don't look at it, the nosebleeds are all in your mouth." Yan Huan wanted to turn his head and not look at An Jingyu dancing, but if he looked at it again, his whole body was burning, but he didn't think about it, but he didn't react when he saw An Yue, who was stunned, and the two lines of nosebleeds flowed to his mouth.

His hand waved several times in front of An Yue before waking An Yue up. "You're getting a nosebleed."

"I ...... I...... I'm leaving. An Yue, who was woken up, touched his mouth with his hand, feeling wet, and seeing that it was full of blood, he panicked and didn't know what to do, took out the handkerchief he carried with him to cover his nose, and cautiously glanced at An Jingyu, who was still dancing seriously, he still decided to run away, he didn't want her to see him ugly.

Yan Huan saw An Yue leaving, and he also left, after all, he had passed his fourteenth birthday, and he could be regarded as a little man.

Seeing a girl who is beautiful and sexy/sensual and has a good impression of him dancing in front of him, how can he not be emotional.

When An Jingyu stopped to rest, she didn't see Yan Huan and An Yue, and she was a little unhappy, and she wanted to ask them what they thought of her dancing, and it was best to make a few suggestions.

She didn't know that the culprit was herself, and any normal man who saw a girl dancing was not moved and thoughtless.

There are 11 days left before the competition, and when I first arrived in Yin in the afternoon, An Jingyu, who had been practicing dance in the practice room of the music workshop for half an hour, was sweating and had just stopped to drink water and rest.

There was a knock at the door, Yan Huan walked over to open the door, and it was Honglian and her personal bodyguard who came in.

"Seeing that you are sweating profusely, you must also pay attention to rest when you work hard, and your body is the capital."

After all, she had only recovered from a serious illness not long ago, and Honglian also knew that a month was too short, which was a bit difficult.

An Jingyu stood up and saluted ten thousand blessings, nodded in response: "Thank you aunt for your concern, Yu'er will take care of herself." ”

She really accepted it humbly, after all, Honglian did come to care about her three times and two times, and ordered someone to send stewed shark fin bird's nest soup every few days, or it was Ejiao paste. Many people were jealous of her, and when they saw her, they mocked and insulted her.

"Your clothes are so strange, they set off your figure so much." Seeing An Jingyu's very tight-fitting cheongsam, Honglian became curious.

Although Zhong Liguo is already half a woman's world, and her clothes are much more sexual/nude/revealing than women's clothes a hundred years ago, she does not directly expose her big legs like a cheongsam, just like the high-waisted skirt she wears today, that is, half of her shoulders and collarbones are exposed.

"This is a cheongsam, I designed it, Yan Huan's craftsmanship is very good, and the version is very close." She is wearing a pure black long cheongsam, which is used to practice dancing, wearing a cheongsam and dancing jazz dance is more feeling, and she can feel that her movements are not standard, and they are not in place.

Honglian reached out and touched the collar buckle of the cheongsam and the slit skirt. "It's pretty good, it's very stylish."

She still wants to wear it, but she doesn't know how it works, and if her figure is not good enough, she must not look good enough to wear it.

"The third level of the dance program Yu'er plans to dance a very sexy/sexy dance, just wear such a cheongsam, I'll dance it for you later, you give me some advice."

An Jingyu picked up the folding fan and stood up, wearing embroidered shoes and dancing jazz dance, the movements were much more skilled and smooth than the previous three days, saying that jazz dance music has to be jazz drum music, but in this era, how can there be that kind of instrument, she plans to replace it with small drums and guzheng, but she has not found a musician yet.

As soon as the ......dance was finished, Honglian couldn't wait to applaud and praised without hesitation: "It's very exciting!" Very characteristic, huh...... It is not at all the same style as the previous dances, and it is indeed very new and unique. ”

She had really never seen such an ingenious dance, just a few waves of her hands and twisting her waist and legs to show her sexual/sensual charm to the fullest.

"Yu'er feels that it is not perfect enough, and there are few musicians who play music, so I hope my aunt will find a few to help Yu'er."

An Jingyu has very high requirements for herself, and every detail must be perfect. Like jazz dance, she has scrutinized each movement countless times to achieve the most perfect effect. For example, high heels should be made of high-quality cowhide, and the high heels should be made of brass.

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible." Honglian readily agreed, but An Jingyu also knew that now that the date of the competition was approaching, it would be difficult to find a suitable musician.

Unexpectedly, after dark that night, Wen Qing brought a few men to An Jingyu's residence.

"I heard your Aunt Honglian say that you lack a few musicians, and there are a few musicians on my side, I don't know if you mind that they are from my side?"

They serve men, not very liked and welcomed by the other people in the building, the competition is approaching, his business has been badly affected in recent days, and a few people are free.

An Jingyu smiled and stood up to greet her. "How can Yu'er dislike it, you are still my master, the student doesn't dare not respect the teacher, besides, the person the master found for Yu'er is definitely not bad, and it's too late for Yu'er to be grateful."

She really thinks that Wen Qingren is handsome and beautiful, and she comes to help her whenever she is in trouble, she is simply an angel!

After Wen Qing and the others left, An Jingyu saw that it had been dark for so long, and Yan Huan, who went to the room to get dinner, had not returned, and couldn't help but worry, she used to come back before dark, why did she go so long tonight?

She lit the lantern and walked in the direction of the room. The area where she currently lives is all female newcomers who have entered the Red Mansion and have not picked up guests, and the number is not large, that is, nine people, and the room is responsible for the three meals a day for these people.

There was a fierce quarrel not far away, An Jingyu knew that something must have happened, the protagonist might be Yan Huan, she had to hurry up and help him!

"How can this be true? My people dare to bully too! ”

As soon as she arrived at the room, she saw someone slapping Yan Huan in the face, An Jing's tone was furious, she changed her previous gentle and demure style, and scolded: "Who gave you a bear's heart and leopard gall?" I am reluctant to bully my people, when will it be your turn to ride on my head and go wild? ”

She slapped the man in the face, pushing him down with all her might, causing her right hand to hurt a little.

"Little Lord ......" Yan Huan, whose face was hurt by being beaten, covered his left cheek, but he was very happy in his heart, and the scene just now was like a god descending to save him, making his heart pound.

Since he came to the Red Chamber a few years ago, he has been bullied, others think he has pimples on his face, he is an inferior manservant, and he only needs to wash the toilet and eat leftovers.

Only she didn't look at him with disgust, didn't yell at him, didn't bully him and insult him.