The sound of her fall was loud and loud in the quiet, dimly lit hallway.

A man helped her up, and she rubbed her hips in pain, and without bothering to turn around to thank her, she limped into the women's bathroom.

"I'm sorry, I'm in the toilet...... I suddenly had a stomachache...... Maybe it's too late to ......" More than ten seconds ago, Luo Xiaoke hung up the phone without waiting for her to finish.

She ran to the nearest toilet to look, but found it empty. I dialed the phone again, but no one answered.

She moved out depressedly, and collided with the man in the mirror of the sink just now. A light lit up again in her eyes, and she staggered forward with her waist propped up, decisively grabbing the man's arm.

"Please! Help my friend! ”

She looked up at him, there seemed to be water in her eyes, and her veins were affectionate, it was pleading, expecting, and stubborn not willing to give up.

The man was stunned.

……

Tong Zuer stood in the center of the stage, and a beam of light hit her.

Light gauze white skirt, a few light strokes like seeds sprouting, buds blooming, vibrant.

Yu Guang swept the piano on the left, and before the player was in place, she took a deep breath and prepared to dance.

Suddenly, the piano keys snapped.

A man sat at the piano. Qin Xin stood behind the curtain and gestured to her. She smiled and nodded slightly.

The smooth and beautiful piano music slowly comes out of the fingertips, and the dancers are light and dance like fairies on the notes.

music, pleasing to the ear; Dance, comfortable and pleasing to the eye - like a dream, natural.

Time flies like water, and suddenly, a bass, piano music comes to an abrupt end.

The stage darkened, a few overhead lights shone wildly, and the piano grew heavier and heavier, no longer playing, but hitting the keys.

The atmosphere is getting tense.

Zu'er took the opportunity to turn around, and Shen Sihuan trotted up, took the lipstick and smeared it on her face three or four times, and wiped her fingers diagonally at the corners of her mouth. Then, she quickly ran to the left side and staggered to be hugged by Qin Xin.

The lights are bright, and the accompaniment of punk electronic music sounds.

Tong Zuer tore off her long skirt and turned around.

There was a commotion in the audience.

She wore a white shirt dress, which was tattered and "bloodied". Her face was no better than that of a clown, her forehead was "bleeding", and the corners of her mouth were cracked hideously. She took two steps like a marionette, tilting her head eerily and grinning.

The audience snorted.

Then, with the rhythm of the movement, she stiffened her rhythm.

She is worthy of being a beat machine, and her score is not bad when she steps on the points, and with the expression management in place, a zombie dance dances out of a stunning gothic dark beauty.

Except for the school leaders and VIPs in the first few rows, the audience was completely high, screaming and whistling and cheering...... Throw it on the stage without hesitation.

When he was in the dormitory, Shen Xihuan saw Zu'er skip once and was deeply impressed. The only thing is that it's too short, half the length of a normal dance. It's also just right, you can add a soothing slow dance.

Instead of dancing a crippled star dance, it is better to find another way and choose a new way to be ingenious: a sense of contrast, which is easier to shine.

This is Shen Sihuan's thinking.

One slow, one fast, one life and one death, life to death, death and resurrection.

It's just that the time is too rushed, and the soundtrack can only be played in a way that is half accompaniment and half live. In this way, the artificially controlled connection problem can be artificially controlled.

After the dance.

The student audience cheered and applauded.

The pianist also clapped his hands and walked out......