"Yes." Gu Changsheng answered with difficulty. No, he must find a way to make Xia Qianqian win! In this world, only she is worthy of standing beside him and playing the role of golden boy and jade girl with him.
It would be impossible to teach Xia Qianqian to dance at the last minute, so we had to find another way. What should we do
Gu Changsheng was lost in thought, and he could not hear what Han Yuqing said to him. Until Mrs. Gu shook him and said, "Changsheng, Yuqing is talking to you!"
"Oh, what did you say?" Gu Changsheng came back to his senses.
Han Yuqing was a little embarrassed and had to repeat herself: "I asked my third cousin, what dance should I do tomorrow?"
"As you wish." Gu Changsheng said and continued to think about his own things.
Xia Qianqian definitely couldn't match her in terms of body flexibility and dancing skills. Gu Changsheng glanced at the embroidery stand in Lu Lan's hand and had an idea!
Sacrifice is a solemn event, and if there are dancers, they must be religious dances. It can be graceful or primitive, and Xia Qianqian can imitate it.
"Third cousin, I will dance a white silk dance!"
"Okay, that's beautiful." Gu Changsheng expressed his support.
Han Yuqing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, shy but happy. Madam Gu smiled from ear to ear: "Our Yuqing's dance is outstanding. If her family hadn't been reluctant, Yuqing would have been able to go to the capital to dance for the emperor."
"You guys chat, I'm going back to the room." Gu Changsheng got up and left the table. In the flower hall, he was still pacing slowly, but after leaving the yard, he ran wildly.
Back in the room, Gu Changsheng reached out and slapped the table, and an iPad mysteriously appeared on the table. He unlocked the screen, quickly saved the video and found a religious dance, clicked play, and drew the postures on the screen on paper while watching.
The two-minute dance had dozens of different poses. Gu Changsheng replayed it several times before he was able to draw all the dance notes.
He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, threw the iPad into the air, and the iPad disappeared.
"Qingtong!" Gu Changsheng called out, full of energy.
"Master, what do you want?" Qing Tong immediately pushed the door open.
Gu Changsheng marked the pages of the dance score, put it neatly into the wooden box, and handed it to Qing Tong: "Give it to Xia Qianqian. You must give it to her in person."
"Yes." Qing Tong had long been accustomed to Gu Changsheng's mysterious courtship behavior. He didn't ask anything, just picked up the box and left.
… …
Xia Shanshan snored while sleeping, but Xia Qianqian was not sleepy at all. She filtered through her mind all the dances she had seen, including square dances - but still couldn't perform any that she could.
What should I do? Should I give up the five taels of silver
Xia Qianqian was feeling worried when she heard a slight noise outside the door. She stood up and opened the door, only to see Qing Tong standing outside. "Miss Xia, sorry to bother you."
"What's the matter?"
Because she was a servant of the old ancestor, Xia Qianqian was quite polite.
"I'm here to deliver something on the orders of the young master." Qingtong handed over the box.
"What is it?" Xia Qianqian asked.
"I don't know." Qingtong shook his head and ran away.
Xia Qianqian had no choice but to close the door and open the wooden box.
"Dance score?" He blinked in surprise.
The dance sheet showed a religious dance. Although the movements were simple, the meaning was profound. It showed piety to God with the simplest dance! She seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where it was for a while.
"Let's dance this tomorrow!" Xia Qianqian immediately understood the ancestor's intention and started training according to the dance score.
~~Small Theater~~
Xia Qianqian: Gu Yanjing, tell me the truth, where did the iPad come from
Gu Changsheng (bewildered): Who is Gu Yanjing? Who is iPad? Am I not your ancestor
Xia Qianqian: … …
(End of this chapter)