Lin Weiwei glanced at Wang Yan and quickly waved, "come here and start right away!"

    Lu Yuanyuan whispered, "the dance drama is different from the single dance. It has a plot. Watch it carefully."

    Na wudian''s stinky display: "this play is the prototype of a key play. Now Liuli row is the student version of the Chinese song drama. The instructor is Professor Sun Ying of our school. If the performance effect is good, little Liuli will rise to the sky step by step..."

    Na Wu''s speech was fast and urgent. Wang Yan didn''t understand it. It took a long time to figure out one thing - this drama is about the future.

    Just about to make it clear, the back light went out.

    The dance drama was caught off guard. Wang Yan didn''t slow down, and a prayer sounded in the dark.

    "In 33 BC, Hu Hanxie Chanyu visited Chang''an and asked for a princess to marry him."

    "Yuan emperor promised."

    "The emperor couldn''t bear to be separated from his flesh and blood. He wanted to fill it with palace maids and ordered a division to recruit and elect."

    "All women are afraid of the bitter cold in the north and avoid it for fear that they can''t catch it. The only woman takes her crown with emotion."

    "This woman''s name is Wang Yi. She has light makeup, natural appearance, autumn water in her eyes, green silk like a waterfall and unparalleled beauty."

    "Just because he offended the painter in the palace, he was perfunctory and could not see the emperor for three years."

    "When she first set foot on the main hall of Weiyang, the Yuan emperor regretted it and called Han Xie Shan Yu for a lifetime."

    "This woman''s surname is Wang, her name is Yi, and her character is Zhaojun."

    The affectionate sound of reading white still reverberated in her ears, and the light was getting brighter. Liu Li dressed in red and knelt down on the stage.

    Her beautiful hair is tied up high, her golden hair is shining, her eyelids are slightly drooping, and her long eyelashes are like ink marks on her jade white skin.

    The light hit her side face, and a lingering sadness naturally showed through the corners of her eyes and lips.

    She knelt down like a sculpture with a piece of coarse cloth. Her body language was so numb, empty and stagnant, like a body without soul.

    The soundtrack sounded, with chime bells and dulcimer as the main instruments. The rhythm was slow and monotonous.

    The palace maids stepped on the stage, bent greatly, slipped one step and two steps to the center of the stage.

    They are like string puppets, repeating the same steps again and again, and the sense of depression is overwhelming.

    Wang Yan subconsciously moved his ass, feeling a little uncomfortable, and his expression became serious.

    Fu Yushi, who was sitting next door, looked up in surprise and muttered, "Yo? Is artistic insight good..."

    The girls looked at Wang Yan sideways. Seeing the upright posture, they knew that dog at least understood the emotion to be conveyed in the first act.

    The content being performed on the stage seems very simple, but in essence, it integrates various elements such as lighting, soundtrack, action design and body language to build a harmony, with the intention of "pulling" the audience into the plot.

    Dance drama is not only dance, but also drama, but it can not be directly expressed with lines like drama, so it is more difficult to convey emotions.

    Even if it is correctly expressed and conveyed to the audience, there is still a reading threshold.

    Make complaints about culture, taste, art, etc. will affect reading. If you do not understand what you read, you will feel rather baffling.

    Wang Yan actually didn''t understand the plot, but he had a sensitive insight into that emotion, which was due to his high IQ.

    Lu Yuanyuan whispered: "this scene is called yeting..."

    The so-called yeting, which means "the house beside the palace", is the place where the palace maids live and work.

    The clothes in the hands of Liu Li and the palace maids were washing clothes.

    The depressed bass soundtrack and repeated mechanical actions describe the palace life of the palace maids day after day.

    The dull repetition without the sun has devastated the palace maids to numbness.

    With their progress, Liu Li, sitting alone in a corner, slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the sky, slowly straightened up and finally stood up.

    When she stood up straight, her lips were slightly open, like a sigh. A wave of sadness and sadness broke through the air and hit Wang Yan''s heart.

    She''s complaining about her life now!

    Wang Zhaojun, still numb!

    Just for a moment, Wang Yan understood the complex emotions expressed by Liu Li and was excited about it.

    It''s not a dance, it''s a stage show!

    Beautiful, 30000!

    Wang Yanzheng exclaimed, but Zhaojun bent down his straight body and walked slowly to the center of the stage with the same heavy steps as the palace maids.

    Before the time came, he couldn''t get rid of it. Zhaojun had to press the flame of hope in his heart and continue to be a bird in a cage dying gradually.

    Wang Yan sat down and looked at it, empathized and deeply substituted it into that situation.

    A few seconds later, with a woman in a white skirt on the stage, the soundtrack gradually became lighter.

    Zhaojun, like a bird, walked briskly and rushed to the girl.

    "Xiangxi, Zhaojun''s dowry," Lu Yuanyuan explained softly.

    Zhaojun and Xiangxi looked at each other warmly, and then walked in small steps. Suddenly, there was a sound of chime music outside the palace, and the maids immediately gathered around and listened.

    Zhaojun fell at the end, shuttling through the crowd and squeezing to the front.

    The pace is so light, thinking about her toes is like stepping on a lotus, which makes her personal image more vivid. Combined with the longing smile on her face, it seems that she has raised her beautiful fantasy of future life again.

    great!

    Wang Yan couldn''t help applauding.

    In just a few seconds when the light was dark, Liu Li accurately conveyed the freshness and beauty with body language and an invisible smile. His expressiveness was so strong!

    When Pipa and yaoqin came in, the lights became brighter and the maids danced a laundry dance.

    This is the first dance in the real sense. Wang Yan doesn''t know how to describe that feeling. He just locks his eyes firmly on Liu Li and gives birth to infinite praise for "beauty" in his heart.

    At this moment, the language is so pale that it is not enough to describe the beautiful situation.

    Liu Li is graceful, like a willow in the wind, dancing with the song, graceful, soft, elastic and restrained

    Until now, Wang Yan finally understood what "body rhyme" was.

    Rhyme, harmonious and pleasant sound.

    With words as rhyme, there is the beauty of poetry, songs and Fu, and the beauty lies in the sound.

    With body as rhyme, you will have graceful posture, elegant and beautiful, and beauty in your eyes.

    The so-called great sound is hard to hear. The great form has no shape. Full of excitement.

    Until the end of the first act, Liu Li and the palace maid left together, and the stage set became the palace hall. Wang Yan still couldn''t get back to his mind, and his love for Liu Li was infinite up.

    It''s awesome. 30000. I usually hide it. When I do it, it''s Wang fried

    Wang Yan didn''t want to see what was performed in the second act. He was still immersed in Liu Li''s performance, but he knew about the plot. It was the Yuan emperor''s banquet for Hu Han Xie Shan Yu. The two sides experienced a series of conflicts.

    The boys'' performance is still good-looking, but the main dance is less delicious.

    Wang Yan doesn''t understand, but he can feel it.

    At the beginning of the third act, Wang Zhaojun, played by Liu Li, stepped forward again, dressed in a luxurious robe and wearing Princess Shan Yu''s golden crown.

    Wang Yan regained his spirit and indulged in Liu Li''s beauty.

    The little sister is naughty, smart and full of life, but on the stage, there is only one word to describe her——

    casts a thousand beams.

    Wang Yan was filled with joy and suddenly became interested in dance drama. He felt that this artistic method could really bring a different kind of spiritual satisfaction.

    Of course, the premise is to have a beautiful and excellent dancer like Liu Li.

    Just sighing, the plot develops to Hu Hanxie. Shan Yu falls in love with Wang Zhaojun at first sight. Hu Hanxie, who is close to the beard, suddenly comes forward and dances.

    what the fuck!

    Wang Yan was stunned and acted in an instant.

    Big beard, you touch my daughter-in-law!

    For duet dancing, physical contact is inevitable. Wang Yan knew it would happen and thought it was completely understandable.

    However, it was discovered that

    MMP！

    I may be refined lemon, so sour!

    To be fair, this duet is super beautiful. Liu Li''s core control is very strong. All kinds of lifts are like walking in the air, full of graceful beauty. Newton''s coffin can''t be pressed.

    On the one hand, Wang Yan really appreciated it, on the other hand, he couldn''t restrain his bitterness in his heart.

    Suddenly, he remembered the question Liu Li asked the day before yesterday.

    "Lin Weiwei and her classmates study the national standard. When it comes to line dancing, they hug with boys every day for two or three hours. If you like sister Weiwei, do you mind?"

    Thirty thousand ah, you also have a duet when you study classical?

    You asked for yourself?!

    Wang Yan was a little upset. For the first time, he was not sure of his answer.

    Calm down, lean against the back of the chair and silently observe the interaction on the stage.

    The clothing of classical dance is conservative and thick, which is not as hot and sexy as the national standard.

    Liu Li''s long skirt is double-layer, which has been dragged to the ground. There is also a pair of trousers tied to the ankle. The skirt is fluttering like an immortal.

    When it comes to physical contact, in fact, there are not many actions such as lifting and hugging. The main purpose is to use the unique implicit expression of classical dance to show the beauty of love.

    Most of the hugging movements are empty, the body is not in contact, very implicit and restrained.

    Wang Yan is only 18 years old. He has never seen a real dance drama. Suddenly, he was shocked by this scene.

    After a moment of gaffe, gradually, the harmonious beauty derived from real art made Wang Yan learn to appreciate the interaction on the stage.

    Just throw away the lift. You have a lot of shit!

    ……

    Then, at the end of the whole scene, Hu Hanxie squatted down like a tiger. Wang Zhaojun stepped on his knee, gently sat on his back and looked up at the sky.

    Fuck, fuck!

    Wang Yan was not calm again. He was in a mess and even subconsciously used a beauty radar against Liu Li.

    At the first time, I opened a special point to see the description. It clearly said that [love experience is zero]. While relaxing, I couldn''t help but pour out a stream of frustration.

    Dizzy, stupid dog, what are you doing?!

    Childish or not?!

    Stupid loser?!

    What about the agreed respect?!

    Wang Yan knew he was wrong when he finished, and he regretted it very much.

    He doesn''t want to comfort himself with the excuse of "I''m only 18 years old". Some words are OK to deceive others, but it''s boring to deceive himself.

    Mind is mind. It has nothing to do with age, but a reflection of immature world outlook, weak mentality and too strong possessiveness.

    In fact, Wang Yan didn''t worry about whether Liu Li would empathize or not. If it was so easy, he wouldn''t be able to move himself at all.

    The problem of world outlook is not big. In his heart, Wang Yan can understand the rationality, legitimacy and necessity of this contact.

    The only thing is that you are too possessive and really have no choice.

    So now it''s reason and emotion fighting.

    Reason thinks this dance is really beautiful. We shouldn''t look at it with such a narrow mind;

    Emotionally, it''s a little awkward. I think only I can touch my girl.

    It was precisely because of such a fierce heart brain conflict that I lost my mind and made that kind of childish and pretentious move at that moment.

    Now Wang Yan finally realizes that although he is growing rapidly, in fact, he is not strong enough in all aspects. He is far from a mature man

    In reflection, the plot is still advancing scene by scene.

    Wang Yan couldn''t bring up his interest to take a serious look until a certain moment.

    In the repressed soundtrack and dim light, Wang Zhaojun slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes crying.

    At the moment when the spotlight came, Liu Li''s expression suddenly became vivid. A touch of heartfelt happiness jumped on his face, just like a sunshine breaking through the clouds and illuminating the whole world.

    The soundtrack gradually became cheerful. During the indulgent dance, Liu Li smiled more and more sweetly. Her bright big eyes seemed to flash, and her joy was coming.

    Wang Yan felt that what he saw was not a dance, but a poem: qiaoxiaoqian Xi, beautiful eyes looking forward to Xi.

    Even if he didn''t understand the plot, Wang Yan''s mood still improved, and his aunt laughed all the way.

    After the whole dance, Aunt Wang couldn''t help sighing.

    Hoo

    Just by expression, eyes and body language, people can be pulled in and stuck. What a powerful expression!

    Wang Yan finally understood why Liu Li loved dancing so much. The girl was born for the stage.

    Under the stage, she is as clever as an elf.

    On the stage, she was in full bloom.

    If you want to have her beauty completely, you must fully accept her silence and bloom.

    ……

    An hour passed in a flash.

    After the end of the play, Liu Li ran down like a bird and rushed to Wang Yan.

    "How''s it going? Is the dance play interesting?"

    What she wants to ask is not a dance drama. Wang Yan knows it.

    Praise is just around the mouth, but when it comes to the exit, it turns into a complaint after all, and even the habit of cautious speech is not stopped.

    "You let other boys hold you and even sit on someone else''s back!"

    Wang Yan didn''t realize that when he spoke, he had unconsciously pursed his mouth.

    Liu Li was stunned. At first, he seemed to be wronged, but when he saw Wang Yan''s real jealous appearance, he finally couldn''t help laughing.

    She gently bit her lower lip, turned her big eyes lively and splashed twice, and suddenly slapped her face with a sly smile.

    "Well, I allow you to hug other girls, Weiwei and Shishi. You can hug anyone you want. I promise I won''t be jealous. How about it? Is it fair?"

    What sand carving conditions are these!

    How can this count?!

    Wang Yan was so angry that he kicked Shen Yan''s habit and directly said, "who cares about those two firewood girls? I''ll eat your ribs. Do I have to eat your ribs all at once?"

    As soon as Liu Li''s eyes lit up, he raised his index finger and immediately filled the loophole: "Nawu, Nawu! Nawu is braised meat! Is this the head office?"

    Huh?!

    Did I get caught up in the routine?

    Wang Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong. He was thinking about it. Several shouts came from a distance on the stage.

    "Liuli, come and have a summary meeting!"

    "Wow! Is that your little milk dog? Bring it up later to show you!"

    "Hey, hey, don''t put it here. Can you sprinkle dog food? How many single dogs are there on the stage? Don''t you count B in your heart?!"

    Liu Li turned back and shouted, "right away!"

    When he turned back again, he raised his small face and stared at Wang Yan tightly.

    "Woof woof..."

    "Why?"

    Wang Yanzheng wondered. Liu Li suddenly stretched out his hands, hugged his neck and pulled down

    He kissed fiercely.

    "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

    "My God, my God! Little glass makes spring online!"

    "Wow... Liu Li, you''re better than me!!!"

    On and off the stage, he blew his nest directly.

    However, Liu Li ignored everything and kissed with emotion and heart.

    Five seconds later, he released his hand, pushed Wang Yan''s chest, turned and ran away.

    Wang Yan''s face was full of two ha style ignorance. He subconsciously touched his lips. It was a little painful and sweet.

    It was not until Lin Weiwei heard their relentless laughter that he realized that in public

    Brother was molested by a little sheep!

    Shit!

    30000, how do you want to die?!

    Wang Yan was silent and cruel, rolled his arm and net sleeve, and then turned around and left.

    Er, at your home today, let''s save some face for you, man, it''s not from your heart!

    Liu Li stood on the stage, raised her head high and watched Wang Yan leave. She was nervous and uneasy, but more proud.

    Dance is dance, I am me.

    I''ve never been ambiguous.

    I''ll give you the answer now!

    *****************************

    Meng Xin''s words:

    Mengxin is 19 years old. Many years ago, when I was a baby, I came into contact with a professional dancer. I liked and respected their artistic pursuit. It was really difficult to practice dancing until I was hurt and my feet were deformed.

    The rehearsal performance with heterosexual dance partners is a boring, tired and painful legitimate work. I''m lucky to have seen the rehearsal process. I only feel distressed. I think dancing is really torture and not pink at all.

    When I set Liu Li as an emperor dance student and art madman, I didn''t consider that the spiritual cleanliness of a small number of readers was so serious, so I once hesitated to write this story.

    However, since people put it there, they can''t avoid it sooner or later.

    I can understand the possessiveness of some readers, because Wang Yan is set like this. At the age of 18, he has little understanding of society, so he is inevitably unhappy.

    This is reasonable and logical.

    But not too much glass, right?

    Mengxin can guarantee that this book will not be abused by literary youth. It is a relaxed and cool book.

    I have designed the finale. In the end, there are not many girls who can match the dog. Art madman is one of them.

    In fact, I''m not afraid of a small number of readers abandoning books. There will always be people abandoning books for various reasons. The reasons are legitimate. It''s good to gather and disperse. I fully accept it and express my blessing to you.

    But now I''m really afraid that someone will take the rhythm. In case there is a very individual glass heart staring at the book to "that what", it will be a big trouble.

    I was really overwhelmed by all the previous events, so I explained a lot to you behind this very normal plot.

    Some words, now make it clear, if you don''t accept Liu Li''s personal design, please delete the book silently, and be sure not to curse and rhythm.

    That''s it, thank you and bow!