"Dancing with my teammates on a brightly lit stage, watched by our audience, dazzling with the lights and swaying to the beat of the drums."

"Such scenes have kept appearing in my dreams since I was a child."

"I'm glad that one day, I can be innocent that this is no longer a dream."

Lan Yaqiong looked at the makeup mirror in the preparation room, and finally arranged her high bun. She shook her head from side to side with a little smugness, her beautiful face with excitement and a little imperceptible nervousness. She took a deep breath and turned to the door to the preparation room.

"Gone."

Several people followed her and walked out of the preparation room.

Offstage, the 0.9 show slowly ended in a frenzied cheer, and the boys walked off the stage in a relaxed state.

"It's good, it's good, it's better than last time." Wu Zhengnan handed out mineral water one by one, patted them on the shoulder and praised them.

When I went upstairs, I happened to meet a dream. Lan Yaqiong smiled and stepped aside.

When she passed by Wu Zhengnan, she heard him say lightly: "Come on." ”

"Pretty good dancing." She smiled and continued to walk down.

As the two resident dance troupes in the north of the city, once dreamed back and 0.9 were naturally very familiar, and the two were old acquaintances, so there was no need to say much about each other's understanding.

Naturally, no one dares to deny the strength of the dream, the people on the stage are dancing, and the people off the stage are drunk. The audience was silent, one counted as one, and it was all lost in Lan Yaqiong's smile. Several girls cooperate tacitly and move smoothly, the main center is still Lan Yaqiong, she looks like a fairy under the ring of her teammates. At the end of the song, several people walked off the stage and breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the lounge, Wu Zhengnan stretched his waist and sighed: "Lan Yaqiong is really good at leading the team." ”

Zhou Wuxing nodded: "Indeed, the other kung fu is good, but it still can't be equal to Lan Yaqiong." ”

"......" Wu Zhengnan wanted to say something, but he stopped and just shook his head.

In this dance world full of masters, Lan Yaqiong is struggling to move forward with the entire dance troupe with the strength of one person.

The burden on her was too heavy and heavy, and no one around her had the ability to help her share the weight of half a star.

Deng Siling led a large army downstairs, and just around the corner, he bumped into Lan Yaqiong head-on.

"Oh, Captain Blue, I'm Deng Siling, the leader of the dance team, please give me more advice in the future." Deng Siling hurriedly introduced himself.

"Captain Deng is polite, I should ask for your advice." Lan Yaqiong also hurriedly bowed.

A simple and polite sentence, the two dance troupes are separated. Several people with the name of the dancer walked behind the curtain and waited for the host to announce the curtain.

The theme song of the dance name was composed by Zheng Xianya, Sheng Zihan and Zheng Xianya played together, named "Let's Dance Boy", today will be the first time this song has come out, and the audience knows about it, and they are very excited.

Deng Siling turned her head to look at the small window of the control room on the second floor, and Jiang Zhilin made an OK gesture to her in the small window.

Moving her eyes down to look at the opposite side, Qi Fangfei beckoned to her behind the curtain on the other side of the stage.

Turning around, Zheng Xianya's microphone was adjusted to the right height, she stood behind the microphone, smiled at Deng Siling, and nodded.

She turned her head to look at the audience again, Sheng Zihan was already wearing headphones, sitting in front of a tuner, and fixed the tablet. She also gestured to Deng Siling - it's time to start!

Deng Siling took a deep breath and stood beside Zhao Yanwu and Qi Xuanying. Qi Xuanying wore a half-faced mask this time, revealing red lips and a fair chin.

"Here is a new face in the south of the city - the name of the dance, to bring you a song - "Dance Boy"!!"

"Come on."

Deng Siling said softly. It seemed to be said to the two people next to him, and it seemed to be said to himself.