Finally it was her turn to play, and Xia Xing smiled and made a cheering gesture to her.

"Ziqi, come on, you're the best."

An Ziqi nodded at her, took a deep breath and walked to the stage.

The lights on the stage dimmed, and An Ziqi came on the stage.

After a moment of silence, a faint light shone overhead.

An Ziqi, who was dressed in a bright red costume, appeared in everyone's eyes.

The pitch-black stage, the bright red figure under the lights, and the strong contrast instantly dazzled the eyes of everyone present.

An Ziqi's voice sounded, "Come to the front without saying a word, and share a glass of water with you...... Don't say butterfly dreams, return you to this life. ”

A butterfly recitation, with a deep longing in sadness.

After the last word was spoken, a tear slipped down her porcelain-like cheek, ticking, and landed on the floor beneath her feet.

In those affectionate peach blossom eyes, there were thoughts, despair, and reluctance, like crying and complaining, almost breaking everyone's hearts.

At the moment, she on the stage seems to be the Zhu Yingtai who is desperate for love and wants to follow her lover regardless of everything.

Liang Zhu's music sounded slowly, An Ziqi's arm was slightly raised, and she began to dance slowly with the music.

The red light veil on her body flew in the air with her movements, like a butterfly gone with the wind, and the whole picture was poignant and sad.

Together with the atmosphere in the arena, it seems to be infected with a layer of sadness.

Until the music stopped and An Ziqi finished performing, the audience didn't seem to have recovered from their sadness.

Seeing that the audience did not react, An Ziqi stood on the stage a little apprehensive, was she dancing too badly?

She was not good at dancing in the first place, and she had no choice but to learn dance in order to show her talent.

This dance of Liang Zhuhua Butterfly, she studied day and night for a week, and she could fall asleep in the car home every day when she was tired, for which Xiao Moli scolded her several times.

She originally thought that when she learned, she must let Xiao Moli see that her efforts were not in vain, but it was a pity that he didn't come today.

Ye Wuge on the judges' bench flashed with surprise in his eyes.

An Ziqi's show is the story of Liang Shanbo's death, Zhu Yingtai's wedding day to Liang Shanbo's grave to pay a sad respect, and then the two turned into butterflies together.

Her dance parts are not particularly outstanding, and her movements are even a little rusty.

But from beginning to end, the emotions revealed in her eyes perfectly interpreted the inner pain and struggle of the character Zhu Yingtai.

And these are exactly what a good actor needs, maybe she doesn't know anything now, but it is undeniable that she was born to be an actor.

The corners of his lips hooked, he really didn't see the wrong person, and raised his hand to applaud.

Bai Xin'er next to him saw the amazement and appreciation in Ye Wuge's eyes, jealousy flashed in his heart, and he bit his lip and applauded.

Immediately afterwards, the audience burst into warm applause.

An Ziqi secretly let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed to the judges' seats and the audience.

In fact, her show is a bit opportunistic, everyone doesn't perform for a long time, and the recitation in front of her takes up almost half of the time, and the dance design in the back is relatively simple.

So even she didn't know how the judges and the audience would react.

The applause fell, and almost all of the judges gave a high score of more than 90, and Ye Wuge gave a high score of 98 points.

An Ziqi glanced at Bai Xin'er quietly, after experiencing the previous signature incident, she didn't think Bai Xin'er was a generous woman, and now she would give her 90 points, what did she want to do?