Yan Shiying patiently put on makeup on herself in the background, even the wound above her knee was painted with graceful patterns. The scars with scabs and the red patterns are seamless, as if they were born with it.
There were a lot of people backstage, and the footsteps and voices of people could be heard coming and going outside her dressing room.
Sitting inside, Yan Shiying wasn't nervous at all, and even enjoyed the calm mood she had restrained before the official performance.
She wasn't like Qin Shuyao, who couldn't help but quietly go backstage to watch other people's performances after putting on her makeup. Her costume for today's performance was a bit special, and she didn't want to be accidentally dirty.
After everything was ready, she waited quietly in the background. People came and went in and out of the dressing room, and occasionally when someone saw her, they couldn't help but linger on her a few more times.
Soon, she heard Qin Shuyao's familiar singing voice, as well as warm applause that had never been heard throughout the auditorium.
She's next.
Yan Shiying walked out the door calmly.
In front of the auditorium, Xia Fanyi applauded extraordinarily hard, the applause was so loud that Qin Shuyao wished that Qin Shuyao on the stage could see herself in the audience immediately.
Although I have heard their rehearsals in the rehearsal, but in the official performance with the harmony of the crowd and the sound effects of the auditorium, Qin Shuyao's wonderful performance still made Xia Fanyi excited like never before.
He knew that she succeeded!
For this reason, he deliberately took Father Xia's seat and squeezed to the front of the stage to watch Qin Shuyao's performance.
Not only Xia Fanyi, but the entire auditorium was filled with endless applause.
Although the previous program was not ugly, Qin Shuyao and his team's ingenious design and graceful singing voice pushed the whole atmosphere to a new climax.
As a group of people exited, the introduction of the next program soon appeared on the projection screen on the stage.
Huh, Yan Shiying
Xia Fanyi calmed down her overly excited mood, and quietly watched the darkened stage.
But the most anticipated program has passed, and his performance to Yan Shiying is only a kind of dullness after passion.
The first thing that came out was a melodious flute sound, blowing melodiously in mid-air.
The lights gradually brightened, and layers of gauze curtains hung down on the stage, and a figure could be vaguely seen appearing in the center.
Boom!
A passionate drum beat suddenly! The light was bright, and the girl in white folded her body lightly, and the snow-white skirt fluttered behind her like a blooming flower.
The girl had red lips and black hair, and her skin was like snow. A long leg painted with strange red patterns was exposed from the gap in the long skirt.
The moment she raised her eyes slightly, the girl smiled towards the audience. She was clearly dressed up in a holy and glamorous manner, but the various amorous feelings that raised her eyes made the scene completely silent...
The heavy veils were pulled away, and everyone discovered that there were layers of ribbons tied around her waist, covering the entire stage like petals as she turned around.
Boom!
The rapid drum beat suddenly sounded, and the girl got up and jumped up lightly! Countless ribbons fluttered down from her body, like epiphyllum that bloomed and withered in an instant, and withered in an instant after blooming with extreme splendor...
The next performance can be said to be amazing. The auditorium, where there were still people whispering to each other, has completely quieted down, and everyone is watching the performance in front of them, which can be called an audio-visual feast.
The girl's dancing posture with both rigidity and softness perfectly matched with the sound of the drum and flute. The sound of the flute is soft and the sound of the drum is rapid, and the crowd is pulled into another poetic world in an instant...
Mother Yan looked at it, her eyes couldn't help getting wet.
Taking advantage of Yan's father next to him focusing on the stage, she quietly and quickly wiped the corners of her eyes.
Xia Fanyi stared at the stage fascinatedly without blinking, and it took him a long time to match the people on the stage with Yan Shiying, whom he usually knew.
Even though her attire is so divine, the bright red corners of her eyes and her long legs painted with coquettish red lines exude a completely different charm... It is a kind of flying spirit that extends from her hair to her toes, making her whole body seem to be shining .
At this moment, the light on her body made Xia Fanyi dizzy, and he couldn't think of any other words to describe her beauty at this moment...
The mutation happened at this time.
The girl was stretching her water sleeves lightly, but the pattering stream of water suddenly poured down from above the stage, wetting her dance clothes in an instant.
The backstage was in chaos after a brief silence! People kept asking each other who turned on the switch of the rain effect.
The stage is already covered with a vast ocean at this moment, and there are constant streams of water pouring coldly on the people on the stage.
The edge of the stage is a bit higher than the center, and the people in the audience didn't notice anything for a while, thinking it was the performance effect of the stage.
Yan Shiying, however, knew that someone was definitely disrupting her rhythm on purpose. The icy water poured over her body, making her shiver involuntarily.
The music continued, Yan Shiying gritted her teeth, stepped on the thinly watered platform, and threw out her wet sleeve.
The dancing posture of the girl becomes more and more sonorous in the water, skillfully combining the splashes raised by hitting the water surface with drum beats, every dancing posture is extended to the extreme, every stepping and bending is extremely tense, and the heavy water sleeves stretch freely with the music, making the whole On the contrary, the dance is full of a heroic spirit as sharp as a knife!
Xia Fanyi was obsessed with acting at first, and didn't notice anything unusual, but sitting in the first row, he quickly noticed something was wrong.
The continuously pouring water washed away the makeup on her face and the pattern on her legs. The red paint seeped into her clothes along her skin, and the snow-white long skirt printed wisps of bright red...
That kind of red is particularly eye-catching, like blood sprayed on the hem of her skirt, and then mixed into a patch of water...
But even if she was in a state of distress, she couldn't hide her wet beauty. She was burning like a flame amidst the passionate drums. The more dire the situation was, the brighter her eyes became, as if nothing could stop her from dancing.
Until the sound of the music slowly dissipated, she was like a person in a painting who had exhausted her vitality in the lingering and mournful sound of the flute. As the heavy veil fell, she returned to the original posture, quietly committing herself to the ground...
The auditorium was silent for a few seconds.
Sparse applause slowly sounded, as if realizing that the performance was finally over, the applause gradually became louder and louder, occasionally mixed with whistles of cheers from many people.
Many people quietly asked Yan Shiying's name.
Yan Siming seemed to be excitedly tugging at the neighbors, and couldn't wait to show off: "This is my sister!"
"The one on the stage is my sister!"
"I am her brother!"
Zhang Yang wished that the whole world would know that he was a younger brother.
The few boys who were still talking sarcasticly before the opening had already changed their faces, and a few of them were talking in a low voice with a little embarrassment:
"I didn't expect her to dance really well..."
"What do the people in the Machinery Club think? How can this be called grabbing the finale? This is clearly the ability to win..."
The black-skinned boy's face was dark and rosy, and he sat proudly on the chair and listened to a few people blowing rainbow farts, and suddenly heard another person whispering:
"Wow! The forum has been discussing this dance for several HOTs in a row. Yan Shiying really became famous with this dance."
Shao Cheng quickly turned on his phone, and sure enough, he found that almost all the red posts floating on the homepage of the forum were talking about this matter.
Many people are discussing where Yan Shiying came from, and more people are amazed at the amazing charm of traditional ethnic musical instruments.
This performance was a surprise. Many of you here have been influenced by Western music since childhood. They like violin, piano, and concertos. This time, when the combination of folk music and dance came out, the effect was refreshing for many people. Some people even asked what instrument was used to play the first music.
In addition, there are only a few posts discussing the performance accident of this dance.
"No one will notice it? Someone deliberately turned on the rain effect in the middle of the dance, and you can tell that this element was not added to the choreography of this dance."
"The sudden rain on the way frightened me, and I watched the dancers stop for a while. Is this kind of incident at the school celebration a serious performance accident? Can't the student union come out and explain?"
"The student union is finished this time. There are so many great people here today, but this kind of thing happened at the finale performance. Our principal hates this kind of thing the most. The president is going to be in trouble."
"Members of the student union came to refute the rumors. This matter has nothing to do with the student union at all. Someone deliberately turned on the rain effect. Not all the students are in the background. I think you should think about who Yan Shiying provoked."
The posts on the front page were full of scuffles, Shao Cheng locked his phone, and belatedly realized that something was wrong with him at the time of the performance. But Yan Shiying's follow-up performance was so perfect that he quickly put this strangeness behind him.
Once Xia Fanyi's performance was over, he couldn't hold back any longer and hurried to the backstage. As soon as he ran up the corridor, he bumped into Geng Wen'an.
Xia Fanyi was slightly taken aback, "Wen An? Why did you come out?"
It was just the finale, and the school celebration was not completely over yet, most of them were waiting in the auditorium.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Geng Wen'an glanced at him, smiled unhurriedly, and pointed to the toilet sign on the bottom floor of the passage.
Xia Fanyi nodded hastily, not caring about greeting him again: "I have something urgent to do, let's go first."
After speaking, he hurried backstage under Geng Wen'an's gaze.
Walking into the backstage, it was still crowded with people coming and going, but Xia Fanyi noticed Yan Shiying wrapped in a big towel in the dark crowd at a glance.
The black hair on her face was wet and stuck to her face, and she looked a little tired. Xia Fanyi almost stopped her, but before she could speak, she noticed a person standing in front of her.
Yue Xiuning? !
Xia Fanyi's heart skipped a beat, after thinking about it, he quietly hid to one side.
"Are you OK?"
Like Xia Fanyi, Yue Xiuning had already noticed something was wrong on stage. But he was a little more perceptive than Xia Fanyi, and soon realized that someone was targeting Yan Shiying.
Thinking of this, Yue Xiuning's eyes became more gloomy.
Although he only regards Yan Shiying as a substitute, the objection of his favorite toy still makes him displeased to be offended.
Although she looks pretty wet too...
Yue Xiuning's eyes moved slightly, he grabbed Yan Shiying's hand and pulled her to him.
"How can you dance so well? Huh?" Yue Xiuning's eyes fell on her red lips, thinking of her shining appearance on the stage, his breath sprayed hot on her skin.
He led her from the door into the room, and leaned over with a hoarse voice, "When will you dance alone for me to see?"
Yan Shiying was pulled by him, and her leg accidentally knocked against the edge of the table next to her. She couldn't help but curl up and hold her leg.
Yue Xiuning also bent down, and before he could say anything, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Yan Shiying.
"Yan Shiying?"
Yan Shiying's eyes shrank sharply, she turned her head, and saw Xia Fanyi standing at the door for an unknown how long. Her heart couldn't help beating wildly.