Xianxian didn't have time to pay attention to her, and went straight to the back dressing room to change into a dance costume.

The girl's complexion is fair, and the black dance dress is sprinkled with some makeup sequins, which are embellished to make the girl's limbs more slender and snow-white.

It's like a black swan mixed in a flock of white swans.

Instead of being thin and ugly, the black swan stretches its limbs and raises its neck, sending a beautiful and dangerous signal to people.

After a while, in the auditorium, the host held the card and smiled: "Next, I invite the No. 16 student to bring us a ballet solo - "The Death of the Swan"!" ”

It's her turn.

The immortal passed by Li Yueming, who was stunned in place, with indifferent eyes.

When Li Yueming reacted, the girl's figure had disappeared in the background, and she rushed to the teacher's side, anxious and angry: "Teacher, her dress ......"

"Pretty isn't it?" The teacher was full of amazement: "Although the taste of dyeing the dance costume black with ink is a little unsatisfactory, standing on a high stage, others will only look at the figure on the stage, and the dancer only needs to focus on himself." ”

Li Yueming: "......"

The stage was suddenly dark, and only the cello could be heard playing a melodious and graceful music, and the next second, a beam of light hit the center of the stage.

A slender figure stood on its backs to the auditorium, standing on tiptoe and slowly walking into the light, the costume was dark and the sequins shimmered like stars in the light.

With just one glance, Chi Mian recognized who the other party was.

She stood in the center of the stage, a stone's throw away from him, but out of reach.

He involuntarily clenched the handrail next to him, and his phoenix eyes stared at the girl's figure tightly.

The girl's legs are slender, her back and butterfly bones are exposed, and the darkness and light reflect the delicate snow skin, which makes people can't help but sigh that they want to play.

He...... I unconsciously wanted to wrap her up and down with my clothes.

The sound of the cello gradually became dull, and the girl fell gently on the stage as if she had been impacted, and Chi Mian's heart tightened.

Then, trembling to the sound of the music, she stood on her toes again, slowly spinning, standing on one leg like a bow that had collapsed to the extreme, but every movement was unhurried, smooth and coherent, impeccable.

That is the swan that is about to pass away, the will to fight in the sky and travel thousands of miles!

A tragic beauty of surviving in death.

In just two or three minutes of performance, the tired swan finally lay down in the center of the stage, and his raised arms also fell gently, gradually blending into the dark twilight.

The officers in the audience are all laymen, but at this moment, they are also shocked by the emotions deduced by their bodies, different from the gorgeous skills of Li Yueming and others before, this time they even forgot to applaud.

Afterwards, fierce applause rang out to the highest praise.

The fairy came back to her senses, stood in the middle of the stage and bowed gently, but her surprised eyes fell on the pair of beautiful phoenix eyes under the stage.

Didn't Chi Mian say that he had a job today?

She scolded and didn't forget that this was the stage, and slowly retreated.

The jury will summarize and score together after all the performances. Xian Xian walked into the backstage, and the teaching assistant teacher made repeated movements, twisted the bottle cap, and handed the mineral water to Xian Xian.

She thanked her and prepared to wait for the jury's scoring to finish and go to the pool to sleep.

Well, the clothes on the body have to be changed first, the smell of ink is too strong.

Xian Xian drank two sips of water, walked into the backstage dressing room to change her clothes, and then just walked to the outfield to ventilate, a strange feeling from the inside to the outside made her face suddenly pale......

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