My heart was violently turbulent, Ye Zihan held my hand tightly, and stood as nervous as I did, we stood like two statues. As if a century had passed, the long-awaited voice finally sounded in my ears - "xintong". It turned out that the list was in alphabetical order of name, so I was the last one.

Ye Zihan and I exhaled a deep breath at the same time, and I realized that I was already covered in cold sweat, and my hands were cold and wet.

After the second round of the competition, Ye Zihan told me that she contacted Paul, who happened to be in Paris, and asked him to help find the accompaniment tape of "Raymonda" that met the requirements of the organizing committee, and Paul personally sent it over.

I was pleasantly surprised and wanted to thank Paul in person, but Ye Zihan said that he was gone.

After that, I passed the second round without any problems, and the haze that had been building up in my heart for days completely dissipated. Because by passing the second round, the task has been accomplished for me. If I make it to the third round, the organising committee will be able to reimburse the cost of travel and accommodation, which means that the company does not need to pay for me, which is the goal I set for myself before the competition, and now that the goal has been achieved, I feel a sense of relief.

And Lan Jingyu, who has always had a sense of superiority, failed to enter the third round of the finals. Although her posture is still arrogant, she still can't hide the disappointment and loneliness in her eyes. I don't have any pride, let alone laugh at her, we are all wrapped up in fate, sometimes it seems too powerless and sad, it is too difficult and difficult to pursue dreams, why do those senseless disputes, fight with each other.

It's hard to predict what the final will be in the third round, but I'm much less stressed and more relaxed than before. Before the finals, Ye Zihan and I went to a coffee shop on the street near the hotel to sit down and relax for a while. We ordered the most common kind of transparent dark brown coffee and sat on the side of the street to taste it. It was a beautiful afternoon, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, a few white clouds were floating in the sky, cars and pedestrians were shuttling back and forth in the street. We took a break from the tension of the game and enjoyed this rare leisure.

There is a famous bakery next to it, and the fragrance wafting out of it makes my mouth water. I couldn't help but be attracted to the bread, and I couldn't resist the temptation to take out my wallet and tell the clerk that I wanted to buy a loaf of bread.

Ye Zihan came over in time to stop it. "You can't buy bread to eat, there's four pieces of butter in one loaf of bread!"

"Shall you eat half of it?" I was almost in a pleading tone.

"No way!" She was resolute.

I had no choice but to say "sorry" to the clerk who had already packed the bread.

Back at the coffee shop, I was still like a child who couldn't eat candy, and talked to Ye Zihan about the conditions: "When the game is over, can you let me eat half of it?" ”

"We'll talk about it after the game." Ye Zihan straightened his face and looked very serious, "You have to put all your mind on the finals now, don't think about eating." If eating bread affects the game, it will be a shame. ”

I stuck out my tongue, and the seat was next to the large round window of the coffee shop, with a wooden border, inlaid with glass, and I unconsciously scratched my fingers on the windowpane, and there was a blurred reflection of my own face on the glass, a small face the size of a palm, and my hair tied into a tight ballet...... I stared at the reflection and was suddenly stunned. I saw a figure behind my own reflection, vague and hazy, but it felt so familiar to me! I turned my head suddenly, and saw a figure flickering by the side of the nearby flower bed, and quickly disappeared.

"Xiao Se!" I shouted, bounced out of my seat, and rushed straight to the flower bed.

"Where are you going?" Ye Zihan shouted behind me.

I ignored her and ran straight to the flower bed, but I looked around, and the flow of people shuttled, and there was still that familiar figure.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Zihan chased after him.

"I seem to see a gloom." My voice trembled, and a fire burned in my breast, burning with the desire to see him. ”

"Where did you see that?" She asked.

I was full of loss. "It seems to be here in the flower bed just now, I saw him through the windowpane, and when I turned around, he was gone."

Ye Zihan shook his head and sighed with a smile. "How is it possible, I think you are so anxious that you have hallucinations. I've been looking in this direction of the flower bed just now, and if Xiao Se really appeared, I couldn't have seen it. Where can you see clearly inside the windowpane. ”

"Maybe I'm wrong." I didn't believe my eyes anymore, if it was really Xiao Se, how could he not come and say hello to me, "I miss him very much, but I am afraid that the distraction will affect the game, so I have not dared to contact him." ”

Ye Zihan put his arm on my shoulder very gently. "You're done with the competition, I'll give you a day and you can contact him."

"Really?" I was pleasantly surprised, "It's not like I'm going to go back early the next morning after the race." ”

"You've entered the third round of the competition, and you've already saved a lot of money for the group, so there's no problem staying for an extra day." Ye Zihan said empathetically.

I threw my arms around her neck excitedly. "You're so good!"

"Okay, now calm down, forget about Xiao Se first, only think about the game, not about him!" She reverted to seriousness.

"Yes!" I saluted her mischievously.

The final was held in an old theater with a history of more than 100 years, located on the famous Champs-Élysées in Paris, with a beautiful interior stage that still exudes the luxurious atmosphere of the court more than 100 years ago. I stood underneath the stage, looking up at this ancient stage and taking a deep breath. The final moment to decide the outcome is here, and the success or failure is here!

In the order of the list, I was still the last to play. I couldn't fully relax before I went on stage, but when the music started, I was completely immersed in the beautiful melody. I feel that my physical and mental state is very good, and throughout the performance, all the movements are stretched and powerful, and the emotions of the movements are naturally expressed, and I played at my best.

I finished the last movement, and the aftermath of the accompanying music dissipated. I stood still on the stage, still reminiscing, intoxicated by my near-perfect performance just now, enjoying the incomparable joy brought to me by the art of ballet.

I habitually waited for the applause to start, but there was an eerily silence. 3 seconds, 5 seconds, suddenly, the applause was thunderous, and it couldn't stop for a long time. The French audience gave me their warmest, most sincere and heartfelt applause. Regardless of the final result, I have fulfilled my dreams, I have conquered them with the charm of the artistic art of an oriental ballerina, and at this moment, there are no words enough to express my feelings of incomparably good and happy.

Although the competition is not over yet, my heart is full of emotion, pride, and happiness is like a warm ocean wave, surrounding me and stirring.

After the race, everyone was waiting for the rankings to be announced, but I went back to the hotel early. I have done my best to obey the destiny of heaven, and the rest is beyond my ability. Ye Zihan stayed on the scene to understand the results of the game, and he would notify me as soon as there was any situation.

Back in the room, Lan Jingyu was curled up on the sofa, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep. When she saw me come in, she lazily raised her eyelids, stretched her body, and didn't say a word. And I just experienced such a tense and intense event, and the whole person felt like I was hollowed out, and I didn't have the strength to speak, so I went straight into the bathroom, ready to take a good rest after taking a shower.

The water from the shower rushes down against me, and every pore stretches out to the touch. The water slides over the skin, like the lazy caress of a lover's hand, with a warm and friendly scent. I shuddered inexplicably, and the thought of longing to see Xiao Se stirred a tight stir in my heart. I'll call him when I'm done showering, and I want to see him anyway, whether he still has feelings for me or not.

The water was rattling, and I faintly heard the doorbell ringing outside, followed by the sound of a man talking, as if it was a man, and I couldn't make out what was being said. After a while, the phone rang again. I think it's strange, what's going on outside, it's quite lively.

I grabbed a towel and started wiping my hair, and all of a sudden, there was a "thump" on the bathroom door.

"Is there something wrong?" I thought it was Lan Jingyu.

There was no echo outside, and the knocking continued.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door right away!" I quickly dried myself, put on my bathrobe, and wore my wet hair to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I was completely stunned. Xiao Se stood upright, his eyes shining, his gaze shining directly into my face. I suspect it's a dream, pinching my face so hard that it hurts, the real pain. I looked at him with wide eyes and stunned, my legs starting to go limp, and my body trembling. Then, all of a sudden, I was swept into a warm, familiar embrace. His voice sounded warmly in my ears: "Tong Xin, I'm here to report the good news to you!" ”

"What's the good news?" I still feel like I'm in a dream, a little confused.

"You've won a prize! Won the prize! Won the prize! He said forcefully, one higher pitched and more intense.

"What award?" I looked up at him, my eyelashes flickering, and I bit my lip desperately, trying to figure out if it was real.

"Gold medal at the Paris International Ballet Competition!" He took my hand and placed it on his hot cheeks, on his agitated lips, and finally, on his heart, which was pounding like mine. I stood motionless, letting my hand rest on that vivid, pounding, energetic heart.