Looking at Lin Yinyin, who was dancing her favorite hip-hop dance wholeheartedly on stage, Qi Xuanying's face under the mask couldn't help but have a fleeting smile.

No matter what kind of actor it is, it doesn't matter what this person looks like offstage, but when he stands on the stage, he must be in the best state. That's what an actor is all about.

Lin Yinyin on the stage is jumping to the climax. A thought flashed through the mind, immersed in the rhythm: this feeling of completely forgetting one's surroundings, as if looking at oneself from the perspective of God, was ......

Great!!

Every cell in the body wants to dance, the blood of the whole body is flowing at an accelerated pace with the drumbeat, forgetting their own breath and breath, the movements that are already familiar to each other, without the slightest pause, and even before their eyes have enough time to convert what they can see into information into the brain, these handsome movements with great appeal have been made by their own bodies, attracting applause from the audience like a thunderstorm crackling and exploding! The soul driven by the music does not know when and where it is, it just wants to spin with the wind, and it just wants to feel the rhythm of the stage under its feet with this body!!

Zhao Yanwu in the background stared at Lin Yinyin's figure, her ears could not hear the noisy sounds around her at all, and she only saw a perfect body, a perfect body born for rock and roll. Lin Yinyin she did it, she kept smiling, and her expression was always good.

And she did.

Heaven and earth were intoxicated at this moment, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

It's a moment of silence.

I don't know how long it took, the drums stopped, the lights faded, the dancers slowed down, slowly, the song ended. Lin Yinyin took a long breath, his vision gradually became clear, he saw the crazy audience in the audience, turned his head again, and saw Zhao Yanwu who was so excited that she burst into tears behind the curtain. Sheng Zihan also let go of the tablet, gave a standing ovation, and applauded loudly. Zheng Xianya, who was next to the microphone wire, smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up. In the midst of applause, Lin Yinyin faced the audience and bowed deeply. This is the most sincere gratitude that a dancer can express to the audience.

"How do you see her dancing?" In the upstairs cabin, Li Zimu leaned on the edge of the table and asked Wang Yueqi.

"Good. For a newcomer, it really belongs to the rare good. Wang Yueqi affirmed it and patted a male hip-hop student behind him, "Tang Yang, okay?" It's your turn. ”