Chapter 182: Acid
I thought this girl was going to beat me again, and I was getting up and rolling up my sleeves to beat her again.
But unexpectedly, this stinky girl like a pit stone suddenly knelt in front of me, slammed her head on the ground, and there was a muffled sound.
There was a carpet on the floor of the dance room, and it was obvious that it was a heavy knock to make such a muffled sound.
"Please accept me, I don't want to sell myself!" She shouted on her knees.
“……”
I was stunned.
This guy is here to beg me.
Hmph, you have such a bad temper and still want to be my squire?
What is kowtowing to me now? Do you want to force me to comply?
I ignored her, hummed the tune of the hibiscus dance, and made the whole comparison.
The mirror of the entire dance studio is reflecting my figure, and it is precisely because of the complete perspective that I can feel the stiffness of my dancing posture even more.
There's no beauty in the action......
There are often songs and dances in the court, and Luan Lu even lets people dance when there is nothing to do. At this time, she didn't appreciate dancing much, but hugged her male pet Qingqing. I was often summoned by her to the palace to chat with her, and I didn't want to watch her passion plays, so I had to look at the dancers.
So, even though I can't dance, I know what a beautiful dance looks like.
Emotions, movements, dynamics......
It's not that the dance is not perfect, it's that my dancing skills are not good enough to dance the hibiscus.
I practiced on my own, and the little girl was on her knees. When she saw that I was ignoring her, she had already raised her head, but she was still kneeling.
I'd like to see how long she kneels.
I continued to dance, rehearsing twice, calculating the effect of the petals and estimating the interaction between the shadow and me.
The shadows on the stage must be made, but the props of the shadow puppet show are far from enough to project the shadows from the second floor onto the stage.
I'm still worried about the shadows.
After a while, the other dancers came to practice.
It's not that you can't practice with them, it's just that there are too many people in the dance room, and the figure in the mirror will be blocked by them, and the effect is not good. Three days were of the essence and I had to find the most efficient way to do it.
So as soon as I saw them coming, I immediately left the dance studio and ran to the second floor to continue thinking about how to cast my shadow on the stage.
The lobby is already overcrowded, and every day is a glamorous scene of these cuddles. At first, I thought it was novel and lively, but after watching it for a long time, I was able to calm down from the noise.
In the midst of this world, I have an incomparably pure heart.
Well......
I held on to the railing and stared at the stage for a moment, because I had no thoughts and accidentally wandered. I'm enjoying the quiet.
But the half of the lobby at his feet was so lively that it almost lifted the roof.
Han today is not the finale, but the opening.
The women in this half cheered, and some tried to rush up to hug him, but were stopped by the handymen. Han was veiled and couldn't make out his smile, but he beckoned to the people below and threw a handful of rose petals at them.
The screams were louder.
The women lowered their heads and snatched the petals, and even almost fought.
Seeing this, Han took the flower basket in the hand of the little guy and continued to scatter it downward.
It's a boring trick, but the women below are like crazy.
Aren't they just petals? It's everywhere in the wilderness, is there anything worth grabbing?!
I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, almost wanting to go down and pound him.
Three days later, I'm going to win! Take him away!
"Yo, what are you doing here?" A familiar flower lady shook her fan, helped her benefactor, and passed by me.