Jiang Xueqing only put on a little makeup and wore national costumes. She was not only youthful, but also pure and charming. That's right, Jiang Xueqing's first impression is pureness, and it's definitely not the kind of deliberately pretending to be pure, but a kind of pureness that is naturally carved.
As the admissions teachers of the Central Conservatory of Music, they recruit students all over the country every year. It can be said that they have seen countless beauties, but it is rare to meet a girl like Jiang Xueqing.
However, Qin Lang noticed that Jiang Xueqing on the stage seemed a little nervous.
Qin Lang noticed Jiang Xueqing's nervousness, so he stood up quietly and waved at Jiang Xueqing.
Qin Lang's action naturally fell into Jiang Xueqing's eyes, and she saw Qin Lang's existence, and her heart immediately settled down. At this time, Jiang Xueqing realized that the uneasiness in her heart was not due to the tension on the stage, but because of Qin Lang's absence.
But now that Qin Lang appeared, Jiang Xueqing found that her nervousness disappeared.
Elegant folk music sounded.
Jiang Xueqing danced gracefully on the stage, her movements were as elegant as a butterfly fluttering among flowers, so light and beautiful.
Qin Lang is a warrior, a "rough person". Originally, he didn't know how to appreciate music and dance, but when Jiang Xueqing danced lightly, he had to admit that he was attracted by her beautiful dance. Watching her graceful and changing dancing posture, Qin Lang seemed to see a spring full of flowers, a butterfly danced among the flowers, and then attracted another butterfly to chase her. Her dance made people feel like they were there . But then as the rhythm of the music changed, her dance moves became more and more urgent, making Qin Lang feel that the sunny day full of flowers suddenly turned into a stormy weather, and the two dancing butterflies also began to thunder and lightning Struggling in the storm, but no matter how violent the storm is, the two butterflies seem to be trying their best to protect each other. From her stage, Qin Lang seems to see a kind of cruel beauty.
The rushing music finally slowed down, and it seemed to be coming to an end, but there was a touch of sadness in her dancing posture, because from her dancing posture, Qin Lang could only "see" a butterfly hanging alone after the storm.
end of dance.
There was a moment of silence at first, followed by warm applause.
There were not many spectators here, and the warm applause could only explain one problem: Jiang Xueqing's dance really touched these people deeply.
Without a doubt, Qin Lang was the one who applauded the most.
Jiang Xueqing got off the stage, changed clothes quickly, and then walked towards Qin Lang.
"Sorry, I was almost late." Qin Lang said to Jiang Xueqing.
"You don't need to apologize, I'm very satisfied if you can come." Jiang Xueqing said sincerely, "I know you are a person with career and ambition. I'm really touched that you can take the time to come and see me for the retest."
"You said that, but I'm embarrassed." Qin Lang smiled, "However, your performance just now was really wonderful, even if I am a big bastard who doesn't know music and dance, I was fascinated by watching it."
"Drunkenness, is that an exaggeration?" Jiang Xueqing didn't seem to believe it.
"Really...but you don't need to swear on this kind of thing." Qin Lang smiled, "Speaking of which, your dance has given me some inspiration and made me understand my own kung fu more deeply."
"Are you kidding? What is the connection between dance and kung fu?" Jiang Xueqing obviously didn't believe it.
"Different routes lead to the same goal. Seemingly irrelevant things may not necessarily be unrelated. I saw the artistic conception of butterflies dancing in your dance. So, what can you see from my punch?" Qin Lang Facing the void, he punched several times. These punches were fast, and they should have given people a feeling of swiftness, but for some reason, they were unusually light. It seemed to Jiang Xueqing that Qin Lang was not punching, but fiddled with Butterfly among flowers.
Qin Lang's kung fu has already passed the realm of "practicing mind", so every move and style can naturally produce punching intent. At this moment, even a layman like Jiang Xueqing can feel the punching intent of Qin Lang.
"It's really interesting." Jiang Xueqing said in surprise, "I didn't expect that boxing can actually create a dance mood. Qin Lang, you are really a genius!"
"I am indeed a genius, but the punches I make are not the artistic conception of dancing, but the intention of boxing." Qin Lang explained with a wry smile, "I have said it before, different routes lead to the same goal, dance can show the artistic conception of animals, and boxing is the same. But , your dance gave me another revelation, that is, just punching is not perfect enough, it also needs emotions. From your dance, I can feel the joy of two butterflies chasing among flowers, feel their Helplessness and fear in the midst of a storm... well, you can put emotion into the dance, and I think maybe you can put emotion into the boxing as well."
"Qin Lang...you really fully feel what my dance expresses!" Jiang Xueqing said a little excitedly.
"Uh..." Qin Lang rubbed his nose with surprise, "Don't tell me I'm a rough man who can't understand dancing?"
"That's not what I meant." Jiang Xueqing hurriedly explained, "I mean, you understand the artistic conception of my dance, which is really great! This shows that the dance I made up by myself is still very successful, and it should be possible. Pass the retest."
"We must pass." Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing said, and they had already arrived at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music.
At this time, there are more and more luxury cars at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music, probably because many "godfathers" and "godbrothers" have started to move out again.
When Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing appeared at the school gate, Qin Lang immediately saw a lot of strange eyes. He knew what these eyes meant. It seemed that in the eyes of many people, as long as they were beautiful women who came out of the conservatory, they must be rejected by others. A foster lover, mistress, and the like.
However, Qin Lang can also understand the gazes of these people, because the world is indeed declining.
Qin Lang didn't want to stay here for a long time, after all, Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing caused a little trouble here last time. So, after Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing boarded the car, Qin Lang planned to leave immediately, and then asked Xiaowei to take Jiang Xueqing to the train station by the way.
Who knew that Qin Lang didn't want to cause trouble, but the trouble came to him on his own initiative.
As soon as the two of them got into the car, a car suddenly stopped in front of them, and Xiaowei's car was stuck in the middle. Because the distance between the two cars was too small, it was impossible to reverse the car.
Qin Lang didn't act, because he knew that Xiaowei must have a way to deal with this situation.
Sure enough, Xiao Wei got out of the car and had a discussion with the owner of the car in front.
The owner of the car in front had a bald head. At this time, he had already turned off the engine and got out of the car. Hearing Xiao Wei asking him to move the car, he said disdainfully: "If you have poor skills, don't drive. If you can't drive it, wait until I drive away." , you go again!"
"Okay." Xiaowei actually gave up on arguing with the other party.
The bald head snorted disdainfully, shook the car keys and left.
But within a few steps, he heard a loud impact sound behind him.