At that moment, Sheng Mingzhu seemed to be incarnated as a monster on the battlefield, harvesting soul and life, but it made people feel the compassion on her.

"It's so pretty!"

In front of the TV, Qu Xiao, a half-grown boy, stared at Sheng Mingzhu on the TV with a red face, as if he was bewitched by a goblin, his eyes flickered.

Qu Xiao's grandfather came out of the study, casually swiped on the TV, and suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

"This ...... This ......"

Qu Xiao turned around and saw his grandfather staring at Sheng Mingzhu on the TV with a red face, and said in his heart, Sister Mingzhu is boundlessly charming, regardless of men, women and children!

"Grandpa, this is Sheng Mingzhu, beautiful, right?"

The old man's hands trembled and he muttered, "This is 'Feitian'!" It's 'Flying'! ”

Qu Xiao looked confused, grandpa, don't you see the beauty excited and incoherent, right?

The old man grabbed his grandson's hand, "Take me to the TV station!" Hurry up! ”

"Grandpa, you can't do this if you want to chase stars! People are recording programs, and you won't be able to see them when you go! ”

"You know!" The old man was so angry that he slapped Qu Xiao on the head, and scolded in a voice like a bell, "This is the long-lost 'Flying Dance'!" You're an uneducated boy, you're a shame on me! ”

Qu Xiao looked back at the flaming red figure on the TV in amazement, and said in her heart, Sister Mingzhu is really awesome, just dance casually is a lost classical dance!

In the program venue, the sound of war drums stopped abruptly in the neighing of war horses, Sheng Mingzhu threw off the water sleeves, turned around in place in the field, and finally bent over to sit on the ground, the water sleeves fluttered to the ground, forming a perfect circle around her.

The audience came back to their senses and applauded thunderously.

When Sheng Mingzhu got up, her breathing was a little short, and her fair forehead was a little sweaty, but she looked even more seductive like this.

Bo Si leaned against the backstage curtain, his heart beat sharply, how he wanted to rush up at this moment, take Sheng Mingzhu into his arms, and carry him home, without letting anyone see it.

She's so amazing and gorgeous, everyone will like her, right?

She didn't care much about him in the first place, and when countless people liked her, she ...... Will there still be him in the eyes?

Bo Sicheng watched Sheng Mingzhu bow slightly to the audience, the applause did not stop for a moment, he frowned, and subconsciously rubbed his fingers against the imprint on his wrist that deliberately did not allow it to heal.

The inflamed wound hurt a little when he pressed it with his fingers, but there was a smile on his lips.

No matter what happens in the future, just like this mark will not disappear on him, he will always be in Sheng Mingzhu's life.

The follow-up players drew lots one after another, and many of them performed well, but no one got the thunderous applause of Sheng Mingzhu anymore.

When the show was about to end, Producer Lu suddenly received a call from the leader of the TV station, asking him to pick up an old professor to enter.

At this time, it was the time for all the contestants to go on the stage and wait for the judges' scores, Sheng Mingzhu thought that the unconscious thing of Night Shake Light was finally gone, and this time it should be able to end the recording smoothly, and the scoring link was suddenly stopped.

The audience looked at each other and were at a loss, when they suddenly heard a news that made them collectively dumbfounded.

The old professor on the stage, who was particularly excited, said that the classical dance that Sheng Mingzhu danced was a long-lost "flying dance".

It is said that countless historians and dancers have been studying it for many years, but there are still many movements that cannot be restored.

However, just now, Sheng Mingzhu jumped out, a complete "Flying Dance"!

Weibo blew up again.

#盛明珠 Flying Dance#

#盛明珠 Restoration of Cultural Heritage#

#盛明珠怎么什么都会#

Netizens are accustomed to Sheng Mingzhu's hot searches at every turn, but after clicking in, the collective "slot!" it! it! ”。

Someone left a message asking: Sheng Mingzhu is really the reincarnation of a fairy, the legend of the flying dance is the dance of the fairy of the heavenly palace, mortals are fortunate to get a glimpse of one or two, but they have never been able to restore the whole picture.

So there is another hot search on Weibo.

#盛明珠是仙女转世#

In the nanny's car, Ye Shaoguang pinched his mobile phone and swiped Weibo one by one, and finally threw the mobile phone out.

What fairy?

Just Sheng Mingzhu's kind of sass. A prodigal thing, who hooks up with men all day long, and dares to say that he is a fairy?

As soon as the agent looked at the screen of the mobile phone, he knew where the anger of the night shaker came from, and hurriedly picked up the phone, exited the Weibo interface, and then flattered it back to the hand of the night shaker.

"Sister Shaoguang, everyone knows this kind of hype, what is 'Flying Dance', it must be Sheng Mingzhu's own childcare. She just relied on the fact that no one else had seen the real 'Flying Dance', so she dared to blow it! ”

After hearing this, Ye Shaoguang finally felt a little more comfortable.

"Go find out what the professor is!"

Since Sheng Mingzhu dares to fry so much, then she doesn't mind finding evidence of Sheng Mingzhu's lying and helping her get angry!

In the TV station, the recording of the program finally ended, and Sheng Mingzhu won the first place, and there was an insurmountable wall between the score and the second place.

The old professor followed Sheng Mingzhu's side with a blank eye, and asked cautiously: "Miss Sheng, would you like to re-record the 'Flying Dance' again, this time we will prepare a multi-angle camera, just once, which is of great significance to history and archaeology!" ”

Sheng Mingzhu has always had a better impression of scholars, not to mention that this is still an old man, so she stretched out her hand to support the old professor and smiled: "Okay, do you tell me the time, is the place on the TV station or are you looking for a place?" ”

Bo Sicheng followed up from the other side and interjected: "I'll just look for the place, you can make an appointment." ”

Sheng Mingzhu glanced at him and didn't object, after all, she really couldn't find such a place, and looking at the old professor's appearance, it didn't look like she could find it.

In the end, they made an appointment at nine o'clock on Saturday morning, and Bo Sicheng would send someone to pick up the old professor.

Seeing off the old professor, Sheng Mingzhu clasped his hands around his chest and looked at Bo Sicheng in front of him.

"Give me the address, and I'll go by myself then."

Bo Sicheng said gently: "I will pick you up." ”

"I don't need to." Sheng Mingzhu refused very decisively.

"Then you're going to have to keep the old professor waiting."

Sheng Mingzhu's eyes twitched, "I can change places." ”

"But the old professor left me his contact information just now, and you can't find him."

Sheng Mingzhu realized that Bo Si Chengwei was so attentive, it turned out that he was playing a trick on her!

She looked at Bo Sicheng's well-rounded appearance and felt funny, she Sheng Mingzhu is someone who will be easily threatened?

"Love to give it or not, it's a big deal that I'll record it myself and put it on the Internet!"

Sheng Mingzhu shook off the fiery red wide robe and big sleeves, and walked forward without looking back.

In her Sheng Mingzhu's dictionary, there is no word "threatened"!