The girl was in a whirling room, her red dance clothes were floating, and her eyes looked at the boy with love.

The students burst out a scream again. They saw not only dance, but also a story expressed by dance.

The childe is like jade and the beauty is beautiful.

The props on the stage fell beautiful petals in time, and the petals fluttered down with them. Although they were fake props, the audience seemed to smell a faint fragrance.

It seems that there are bursts of fragrant fragrance from the spring wind. The beauty on the stage seems to dance in the fairyland surrounded by white fog. Her clothes look beautiful.

The graceful figure seems to have thousands of amorous feelings. The enchanting crimson lips are slightly hooked, stubborn and charming with a smile.

An ancient style song soon ended. In the last aftersound, the pet jumped high, and the long water sleeves were thrown away. It seemed that the graceful posture fixed in the picture was like a mysterious and charming Dunhuang fairy.

The dance is over, and the music of Guqin still lingers in people's heads.

The audience didn't seem to have regained their senses. They were stunned at the beautiful girl who was independent on the stage.

After the host was stunned for a while, he took the microphone on the stage.

Someone else broke into the picture, and the audience recovered. Suddenly, a wave of applause broke out, which seemed to overturn the roof of the auditorium.

There are also many people crazy shouting 'Your Highness'!

The host also clapped his hands, and the applause stopped for a while.

"I, my God... This is..." a shocked voice came from the host's microphone, and he stuttered.

The girl stepped on the scroll with her bare feet, and a lifelike landscape appeared on the original blank picture.

Is this still human?!

How the hell did she do it!

The audience did not understand what had happened and stretched their necks to look.

Chong Yu smiled at the host and said, "this is my gift to the school. I hope the headmaster will like it."

"What???"

"What the hell is it? Show us!"

The students shouted below.

The host quickly waved, and the two students ran up. When they saw the painting, their eyes also showed a look of shock.

"You pick it up. The ink hasn't dried yet. Be careful," said the host.

The two students carefully picked up the picture and showed it in front of everyone.

"Wow -" there was an uproar in the auditorium.

"My God, today is really an eye opener. She didn't draw it while jumping!"

"What God and man is Ji Qingmeng? All the previous programs were killed by the second..."

"Ah... I love you, your highness..." Your Highness is really omnipotent! Blow it up! Blow it up!

Xu Huanhuan stood up, his face turned ugly.

Ji Qingmeng danced an amazing ancient style solo dance. They were just worried, but the ancient style paintings painted while dancing here almost crushed all the programs.

"Ji Qingmeng, is this really what you just drew while jumping?" the host was unstable.

This slightly questionable remark was immediately ridiculed by the audience.

"When she rolled out the scroll, we could all see clearly. There was no ink on it, okay!"

The pet is slightly hooked his lips and says, "the ink on the soles of my feet is not completely dry. Do you want to see it?"

The host coughed and said awkwardly, "no, classmate Ji, you're really great."