Chapter Ninety-Three: Dance

"In this dance competition, we Blue Ocean Technology are sponsors, and we got a batch of tickets, and my brother gave me a few, let's go see them together. ”

"Is there a dance competition? Ye Feng actually didn't have much interest in dancing, but if Qin Yunong wanted to go, of course he wouldn't refuse as a boyfriend.

"The time is tomorrow at six o'clock in the afternoon, enter half an hour early, and you will pick me up then. ”

"Good. ”

The next afternoon, at half past five, Qin Yunong and Ye Feng came to the Mingzhou Baolai Theater, Qin Yunong looked at the environment of the theater, felt a little strange, and a little familiar, Ye Feng saw it, and said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm looking to see if there's anything familiar, my mother said that I danced very well when I was a child, this Bora theater has a history of more than 20 years.

More than 10 years ago, there was a children's dance competition here, and I not only participated in the competition, but I also won the championship, but now, I don't remember anything about it. ”

"You're so versatile, you can draw and dance when you're a kid. ”

"Yes, and I sing very well, but since the playground accident, it seems that those talents have been lost because of that accident, and even the relevant memories are blurred, I came this time just to see if I can remember something. ”

Speaking of this, Qin Yunong was a little annoyed, this matter, whether it was big or not, whether it was small or small, was not too important, but she always felt as if she was missing something, and she always felt uncomfortable when she thought about it occasionally, and wanted to explore it.

"After so many years, it's normal for me to have vague memories, so I don't have to worry too much about it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Then, the two entered the auditorium of the theater, and then sat down, because they got the tickets inside, so they were very far forward, with a good view, and they could see the children's clear performance later.

Not long after Qin Yunong and Ye Feng sat down, there were gradually more people, and by the first ten minutes of the game, it was almost full, and the reporters were already in place.

Subsequently, the host came to the stage and started the familiar old routine: "Distinguished leaders, audiences, good evening, I am Martin, the host of this children's dance competition, Martin......"

After Martin talked nonsense for about ten minutes, another leader spoke for 20 minutes, and this time the children's dance competition officially began.

This competition is still relatively formal, and the prizes set up also have a certain value, and they will be broadcast in real time on a county-level TV station, so these processes are more cumbersome.

Then, the little girls appeared in order, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to see his relatives who Qin Shou had asked him to vote for last time.

This little girl appeared in the front order, but she didn't dance very well, and when she was on stage, she was still nervous and didn't play well, and among all the girls who performed, the level was also very low.

Therefore, what if Qin Shou is looking for someone to canvass for votes, even if he is in the top 100 in the online vote and is qualified to perform on stage, it actually doesn't make much sense.

After the little girl finished dancing, she also knew that she didn't play well, her eyes were red, and she left the stage in a hurry.

Ye Feng only paid a little attention to the stage, most of his attention was still on Qin Yunong, he took one of Qin Yunong's hands, and looked at the palm prints on Qin Yunong's body.

Of course, Ye Feng doesn't know anything about palmistry, just look at it casually, when he likes a person, he feels that she is good everywhere, and every part of her body is full of charm, Ye Feng feels that Qin Yunong's hands are also very beautiful, and he can play with his hands.

Time passed little by little, and one after another children on the stage took the stage, although it was mainly girls, but occasionally a few boys appeared.

And finally, Wenwen on the 254th that Ye Feng had seen in WeChat came to the stage, she was wearing those blood-red dancing shoes, dressed like a little princess.

The name of the dance she danced, called Radiant Spirit, is a modern dance, and it is the same as what Ye Feng saw in the short video, Wenwen's dance is very good.

Her legs seemed to have a life of their own, driving her body to jump smartly, every movement was in place, and the posture was beautiful, which made people feel refreshed.

At the beginning, Ye Feng saw it in the short video, so he voted for Wenwen without hesitation, and now, watching her perform on the spot, this feeling is even worse.

Not only Ye Feng, but also the judges present and other audiences also watched Wenwen's dance seriously, and they really danced very well!

And Qin Yunong looked at Wenwen dancing on the stage, and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, could it be that he danced like this when he was a child?

She couldn't think of anything else except that she felt a little familiar, and her memory was really not very good!

Wenwen on stage enjoyed the feeling of being noticed, and people's intoxicated expressions made her very comfortable, so she danced hard to make her performance more outstanding.

Before she knew it, Wenwen's performance time had exceeded the five-minute limit for everyone, but no one stopped her.

Because she danced so well, no one wanted to interrupt such a beautiful dance, it was almost a sin, and everyone just wanted to watch it like that.

Even if today's game is yellow and becomes Wenwen's personal dance performance, it is worth it.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and Qin Yunong said: "Brother Feng, her performance has already run out of time, why don't you let her step down?"

"Maybe it's because she's a good dancer. Ye Feng said.

When Qin Yunong heard this, he always felt that something was not right, but with so many people at the scene, everyone felt that it was normal, and it was normal.

Time passed slowly, more than forty minutes had passed, Wenwen on the stage felt a little tired, she was not old after all, and she practiced dancing just for this stage performance, that is, there was only five minutes of performance time.

Usually she practices according to the amount of five minutes, but now she actually performs on stage, but she dances for more than 40 minutes.

She felt very tired, her breathing was short, and her arms were very sore.

But the strange thing is that her two legs do not have any fatigue, but are full of energy, and even Wenwen herself wants to stop, but her legs do not obey her instructions, and are still dancing happily on the stage, forcibly driving her body.

The smile on Wenwen's face gradually disappeared, replaced by pain, she wanted to stop, but she couldn't, her legs seemed to belong to her, forcing her to dance there, this feeling was not good.