Chapter 394

Wen Xiao reluctantly stroked the forehead, and could not make complaints about the pig's brain.

The light dimmed again.

"Dang -" a crisp metal knock suddenly sounded on the stage.

The people under the stage were still immersed in the dance just performed by an ran. When they heard the crisp sound, they looked at the stage like waking up from a dream.

The light is slowly lit up with the melodious sound of the Guqin.

An exclamation sounded.

Wen Xiao stood in the middle of the stage. Her red dress made her skin white than snow. Her slender waist was not full. She took a look at the crowd and quickly took back her sight, but everyone on the stage felt that she was just looking at herself.

Wen Xiao slowly raised one hand and slid the other down. Then, starting from the highest fingertip raised, he passed the gentle waves bit by bit, as if a fish were washing water in the blue waves, and as if an Unknown God Luan was singing in the sky.

In a few minutes, she spun quickly again. The bright red skirt stretched out like a giant rose, and the girl's upward extending arm and charming face were stamens, fragrant and beautiful, which people couldn't help but want to pick.

The girl's waist is soft and her expression is pious. It seems that she is really a flower fairy praying for good weather for all flowers.

After the rotation, the girl leaned forward and the water sleeve in her hand suddenly hit out. The people in the front row even felt the wind brought by the water sleeve.

The water sleeve was thrown out and slowly retracted. The wide water sleeve gently brushed the girl's cheek, leaving only a pair of affectionate eyes, as if telling the feelings in her heart.

Between the water sleeves flying, women's frowns and smiles are deeply engraved in people's minds.

"Lying in the trough..." Ren Qi, who slipped under the stage to watch Wen Xiao's performance, unconsciously muttered, "this TM is also very good-looking..."

Not far away, Shen Ze's face was smiling and his eyes were full of girls flying.

She raised her hand, turned her back, looked back... Everything was just right. The melody of the Guqin was melodious, like a wisp of fairy sound from the distant sky.

The girl fell to the ground, her arms still extended upward, and her skirt was evenly covered on the ground. At this time, the flowers were in full swing.

This physical consumption is really insignificant for Wen Xiao who has taken Dali pill.

She even collapsed her fingertips very tightly. The whole person didn't even have a slight tremor. She breathed evenly as if she had just taken a nap. It looked very comfortable.

Until the last trace of music fell, Wen Xiao got up and bowed to the stand and the jury.

The whole playground was quiet for a moment, and then burst into thunderous applause.

In addition to the applause, there were countless girls' screams and boys' whistles.

The group of men holding pink banners shouted even more, lest the girls on the stage could not hear their voices.

On the judges' bench, several teachers recovered for a long time and looked at the girl on the stage with complex eyes.

"Miss Yang, you teach classical dance specially. Have you ever seen this dance?" a teacher asked tentatively.

"No," said Mr. Yang, with a more complicated look, "this dance is perfect, both in intention and action design. If it has appeared, I will certainly be impressed."

"Is it... She choreographed by herself?" the teacher took an exaggerated breath. "It's not something that a few words of praise can explain..."

"She's a natural dancer! She's a dancing genius!" teacher Yang said suddenly.