Chapter 39 Yan Ange himself on the stage also won the battle
Yan Ange herself on the stage also gradually became flustered from winning the ticket, this dance was chosen by herself, she has been practicing for a long time in private, and she is full of confidence.
Because the role of the messenger of "Spring" is brightly dressed, and the dance movements are also lively and enthusiastic, if you dance well, you must be very popular.
Of course, she didn't swell enough to overtake Chen Yu, a professional dancer
But the gap in strength is not invisible, it means that it does not exist.
Chen Yu only spent less than two hours of practice time to dance, and he was able to dance this dance to the extreme and interpret this role so thoroughly.
Yan Ange gradually became flustered from complacency, and the change in mentality was also manifested in the dance movements.
His dance moves were not outstanding at the beginning, but they were light and smooth, but they became stumbling and inadequate.
I saw that Chen Yu was dancing enthusiastically and high-spirited, but Yan Ange was stiff as if he was dancing for the first time, and he was dancing in a mess.
[Okay, Yan Ange's fans slapped their faces, right? ] 】
[Don't say it, it must be 'Sister is not feeling well today and is going into battle with illness!' This set of rhetoric. 】
[I have to say, the truth upstairs [covering his face]]
[Is this something that can be said?] Someone's dancing is really bad, I don't know where the courage comes from! 】
[Say that we are not good at dancing, you have the ability to go up and jump yourself!] 】
[With just over an hour of rehearsal time, Ange is already great to be able to dance the whole dance! ] 】
After the dance "Spring", although Yan Ange's performance was a little lacking, resulting in an imperfect performance, the audience still applauded and cheered vigorously.
Yan Ange stepped off the stage with her skirt, her eyes were red, her eyes were moist, and the tears in them couldn't fall, with her already sweet appearance, I felt pity.
Chen Yu gave her a big hug, patted her on the back, and comforted: "You have done a good job, it is already difficult to smooth down the whole dance in more than an hour!" ”
It's okay not to mention it, but when she mentions Xu Weiran, she can't help it, where is that she has only practiced for an hour, she has been practicing for a long time!
But the live broadcast continued, and she naturally didn't dare to lose her temper or complain in the face of the camera, so she smiled and said, "Well, thank you Mr. Chen, I will definitely continue to work hard in the future!" [Hug Ange [crying]]
[I feel sorry for our Ange, always on the road of progress [raise the banner]]
[Teacher Chen is right, we have done a good job in Ange! 】
[Our little pigeon will always follow my sister!] 】
[If you deviate from the big spectrum, you can admit that you can dance badly, and you are still there to save your respects [shrug]]
[After watching the live broadcast, I must search for how this dance is danced [raised eyebrows] [bad smile]]
[Upstairs, I've finished taking all the bamboo shoots [laughing and crying]]
[Everyone, leave something to eat for the pandas!] 】
Finally, in a neat dim light,
Once again, the scene fell silent, and the audience held their breath as they waited for the next performer to appear.
Chen Yu's dancing skills and infectious power on stage are beyond doubt, and everyone is waiting with bated breath to see how exciting the next show will be.
A white beam of light hit the center of the stage, forming a circular beam.
In the dark part of the stage, you can vaguely see a figure walking towards the light.
The woman's face gradually unfolded in the light, from unclear to clear.
It was just a white light, and the woman stood under the light, like a moon god descending.
A light blue dance skirt appeared, sideways, with its head half-tilted, and her long misty blue hair hanging down, mostly on her back, and some scattered on her chest.
From the audience's point of view, you can see the woman's delicate side face and perfect figure, with fair skin, rounded shoulders at right angles, prominent waistline, and a crystal forehead ornament on the forehead reflecting light.
She was a little far away from the audience, and the audience could only see a rough idea, a very beautiful woman standing in the light.
Only after the camera zoomed in, her entire side face was magnified and presented on the live broadcast room, which suddenly made the fans in the live broadcast room crazy!
The moon god is coming!
The eyebrows and eyes are exquisitely not like words, the pupil color is light gray, the tip of the nose is upturned, a small mole on the wing of the nose is smart and cute, and the snow skin is beautiful, but the temperament is cold and moving.
The melodious flute sounded, and the woman with a graceful figure began to move, every stretch and jump was a dance, like a fairy, and the elf under the moon seemed to come from a dream.
The white light was like moonlight, and the woman under the moon sometimes raised her wrists and lowered her eyebrows, and sometimes lightly soothed her jade hands.
The music flowed in her ears, her wrists and waist were so soft that she couldn't speak, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, every movement was flowing water.
[Mom, is this what I can watch?] [drooling]]
[The fairy is dancing for me!] 】
[Who is the stylist, add chicken legs to me fiercely, increase salary! ] 】
[Woo woo, who still remembers that Sister Ci is now a professional actor! ] The kind that has taken the after-the-eye! 】
[The pigeons slapped their faces, they are also actors, don't use this excuse to wash the floor for your owner! ] 】
[That's right, admit it if you don't dance well, why bother talking nonsense blindfolded! ] 】
The woman on the stage is like a fairy, like a moon god descending to earth, which makes people dare not force their eyes.
The head is fluffy, and the long blue hair with slightly curly ends pours down, and every strand of hair seems to dance as it dances.
Even just looking at the atmosphere of the dance, it is already immersive.
When the song is at its climax, it comes to an abrupt end, the lights go out instantly, and the stage is pitch black.
The audience was immersed in the performance, and suddenly there was no light or music, and they thought something was wrong.
Just as the crowd began to faintly start to agitate, the lights came on again, and a man and a woman stood on the stage.
The man was tall, dressed in black and with a silver chain around his neck.
Part of the hair is combed up, and part of it is put on the forehead, revealing the whole face.
The woman's black bandeau top, red checkered skirt, small waist and a small hand, the music can see the waistcoat line, the arms and legs are smooth, the forehead ornament on the forehead is long gone, and a black top hat with mesh is replaced.
The audience cheered again!
[Ahhh [Nosebleed]]
[Upstairs said it was leaked, and this face, this leg, and this hand, is it real? ] 】
[Ahhh It's the living Qi Movie Emperor! 】
[In my lifetime, I can actually see Emperor Qi dancing as a duet! 】
[Don't, the two are so close, please get closer, I love to watch [I'm vulgar]]
[Beautiful women with handsome guys, who doesn't love it! ] 】
[My brother's face and collarbone are so good to kill me! ] 】
The prelude of the music sounded, rendering a slight ambiguous atmosphere, both the audience at the scene and the audience in the live broadcast room were shocked.
That's right, it's the atmospheric and ambiguous pas de deux of a certain country's male and female idols, "Warmth"!
Whether it is domestic or foreign, there are not a few artists and Internet celebrities who have skipped over, but they all lack something and do not achieve the ultimate in the original version.
Several other guests stood in the audience, and the floor seemed to be shaking with the screams and screams of the audience.
Deng Ruiwen shook his head and had to sigh, "This popularity is really terrible, why didn't they shout so jubilant when they took the stage!" ”
Chen Yu bumped his arm and said provocatively: "Okay, Lao Deng, you are a young man, and you dare to compete with other handsome guys and beauties." ”
Xiao Xiao, the CP fan head of "close to the couple", has long been unable to hear the hustle and bustle around her, and her head has been smashed with sugar, so she is excited to move the Civil Affairs Bureau over immediately, personally issue marriage certificates to the two people, and pick up her mobile phone to take a special photo on the stage.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, everyone will die together!
Qi Yanchen's hand was falling on Yan Ci's waist, he was wearing a loose black shirt on his upper body, and the hem was tied in his pants, weighing his waist and thin legs, revealing his whole handsome face. From his vantage point, he could see the woman's white forehead and the tip of her nose.
Hearing the screams of the audience, he raised his eyebrows slightly, hooked the corner of one lip, and turned a side face, with an aggressive gaze falling on the camera, and the tails of his eyes were narrow and seductive.
The screams came and went like a tidal wave.
The music played, and the bodies of the two moved together.
This song is about a woman who is an emotional hunter who takes the initiative to seduce men, but in the end she is tempted by the male protagonist, loses her heart, and becomes the prey.
Yan Ci is tall and slender, his height of 168 is not particularly outstanding, but he has long hands and long feet, and then wears high-heeled boots, and his legs are straight and long.
She first put her left hand on Qi Yanchen's chest and pulled the distance between them.
After getting close to Qi Yanchen, his left hand turned to his shoulder, his right hand stroked his Adam's apple, and raised his eyes, a pair of fox eyes were pure and seductive.
What people didn't expect was that under the double impact of Yan Ci's dancing posture and seductive eyes, Qi Yanchen did not fall behind at all, and his movements were clean and neat.
may be the actor's natural sense of camera and control over his expressions, his dark eyes are deep, full of momentum, with a teasing smile on his face, and he is not led by the nose by a woman. Yan Ci's offensive is getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the interaction between the two is becoming more and more warm, the ultimate temptation and teasing.
Finally, the man fell under such an offensive, his eyes were sinking as if he was going to eat the woman, and his movements were more powerful.
The aura around him has changed from lazy to inevitable.
Finally, when the woman thinks that she has completely won the man's heart, she smiles easily and comfortably.
The man's arm pulled, and the woman fell into his arms, and the next second, a wooden warehouse sounded, and the music stopped abruptly, leaving only the woman's wheezing in the background.
Yan Ci's face leaned on Qi Yanchen's shoulder, a pair of seductive eyes widened, and he quickly lost his lustre, and the hand holding the man's back gradually drooped.
The man put one hand around her back and framed her in his arms, while the other hand was hidden in the shadows, but everyone knew how the woman was killed.
She died, killed by her own prey.