“…” Others had no objection either, after all, the draw result was too bad!
It was worse than anyone expected!
Zhou Moyan didn't expect that he would draw number 6 on the back of his hand, which was exactly the number before the Clinical Department represented by Jiang Xianrou.
A rare expression of self-blame appeared on his handsome face. He pressed his finger between his eyebrows, looked at Qiao Nian, and said, "Song Tian is right. We signed up for a solo dance. Otherwise, you won't go up. One less person will always be one less person."
It can be seen from his behavior that his family is well-off. He speaks in a very polite manner and expresses his thoughts in a very subtle way.
But the translation clearly means - there is always one less person to go up and embarrass himself.
"Yeah, Qiao Nian, you don't have to go up." Song Tian was actually feeling very uncomfortable because she was the one dancing solo.
Qiao Nian can't go up = she has to face everyone's ridicule alone.
But she didn't show the slightest emotion. At this moment, she still tried to raise the corners of her mouth and tried her best to persuade Qiao Nian: "For a solo dance, there is not much difference between playing a CD and live accompaniment. I think I danced pretty well after our practice this week. Maybe the effect will not be as bad as expected. Don't go. I'll talk to the teacher and play the CD instead."
As she spoke, she stood up from the stool at the dressing table and went to find the teacher backstage.
As soon as he passed by Qiao Nian, the girl reached out and grabbed him.
Song Tian turned around and looked at her in confusion, pursing her lips: "Qiao Nian you..."
The girl was still wearing a baseball cap, her black eyes were beautiful and penetrating as she stared at her. She seemed a little annoyed, and let go of her hand, saying lazily, "We adapted the song together, and your dance moves have also changed a lot. You will make mistakes if you dance to the original song, at least you won't be able to hit the right notes in the adapted part."
As soon as Qiao Nian finished speaking, Song Tian's eyes turned red, tears rolled down her eyes. Not wanting Qiao Nian to see how upset she was, she turned away, raised her hand and wiped her eyes stubbornly, then looked at Qiao Nian with her red eyes, trying to smile: "It's okay!"
"I studied dance, so it's okay if the music is a little different. I made adjustments on the stage."
Song Tian made up her mind and bit her lip and said, "If it really doesn't work, then it's okay if I make a mistake! I'm not a professional dancer, so what if I make a mistake? It won't affect my graduation!"
She said this because she wanted to take all the blame on herself!
Zhou Moyan was very indifferent to the department's performance at first. He just came here to participate as a member of the department.
But now he looked at Song Tian deeply, as if he was meeting the baby-faced and fragile little girl for the first time. He crossed his arms, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll go find CD."
Song Tian turned around and gave him a grateful smile.
"You want to chase the light of Nirvana, right?"
Song Tian nodded: "Yeah!"
It's true that she has studied dancing for several years, and it's also true that she can change her dance moves improvisationally when she goes on stage, but she is not a professional dancer after all, and it's undoubtedly a fantasy to ask her to choreograph a new dance half an hour before going on stage.
She believes that she does not have this ability yet.
I can only continue to pursue the nirvana of light and move forward with courage.
"I understand." Zhou Moyan nodded and turned to look for the CD.
The few remaining people in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine remained silent. Yin Wenzhi wanted to speak, however. She thought that it would be better for Song Tian to go up alone rather than with two people, as it would at least save Qiao Nian's face. However, Song Tian's doing so would also be tantamount to sacrificing the face of the department.
(End of this chapter)