good night warlord

Gong Yimian hurried a few steps, but was stopped by the staff waiting at the entrance:

"Aren't you a member of the Beauty Dance Troupe?"

Of course Gong Yimian is not, she is the eldest lady of the Gong family, she will not be in any dance troupe.

The impatience in her heart turned to impatience, but she still held back, and put on a curious and gentle smile on her face:

"Didn't you say that the lead dancer of the Beauty Dance Troupe was injured and the rehearsal was cancelled?"

The staff explained:
"No injury, the lead dancer is still dancing very well."

"How is it possible?" Gong Yimian subconsciously raised her voice, seeing the staff's slightly frowning eyebrows, she hastily explained:

"What is being performed on stage now is "Song of Beauty"?"

The staff nodded: "That's right."

Gong Yimian tightened her skirt and frowned, she purposely found out who their lead dancer was, she planned to push and hurt their lead dancer, and then she could use the fact that she was Gu Qingyi's cousin to confuse the matter It was Gu Qingyi's body, but in the bathroom, she saw that Ye Yushuang's foot was seriously injured, so she changed her plan.

I don't have to take the risk to push people, the preview of the Beauty Dance Troupe will also go to waste.

But now?Not only were they performing, but Ye Yushuang, the lead dancer, was even praised by the Santa Fe staff for her great dance?
She doesn't believe it.

"Can I watch their performance? When they finish, I'll go up and dance too."

The staff saw that she came with Alice and was sitting next to the dean before, so they did not refuse her request:
"You watch quietly, you can't step onto the stage, you know?"

Only now did Gong Yimian stepped forward, and saw the situation on the stage from the entrance.

The graceful waist and limbs in the blue silk and white shirt, accompanied by the brisk music and the fluttering sleeves of the palace costume, make people even breathe easier and slow down.

Gong Yimian's gaze was firmly fixed on the leading dancer.

Ye Yushuang's foot injury was so serious, how could it be possible to complete these difficult movements so well one by one?

Gong Yimian stared fixedly at the lead dancer's ankle, looking forward to the next move, that foot could sprain or stagnate for a while.

Unfortunately not.

All the difficult movements are done in one go, and they are done perfectly.

The music of "Song of Beauty" stopped, and all the beauties in palace costumes were waiting with great concentration for Dean Morrison in the auditorium to give them the results.

The audience was silent, and the only thing I could hear was my own heartbeat.

Gong Yimian twisted her dance clothes with her fingers, almost torn.

slap... slap slap...

The sporadic applause started from the first and then gradually increased. Although it was not thunderous applause, the applause came from Dean Morrison and other staff of the Santa Fe Theater. Supreme affirmation.

"Great, your performance is beyond my expectation..."

Morrison stood up and expressed his admiration loudly.

Alice, who was sitting next to Morrison, had a livid face, because if Morrison was so satisfied with the performance of "Song of the Beauty", there would be no spare time, and her student, Gong Yimian, would not be able to dance solo on stage.

On the stage, Gu Qingyi, who had been carrying a heart all the time, only felt his heart come true when he heard Dean Morrison's praise.

Li Lanxi, who has always been out of character, didn't give in. Her back was wet. It wasn't the intensity of dancing that made her sweat, but because she was afraid of Morrison's denial. Fortunately... okay...

Some of the other members cried with joy, some hugged each other happily. No one knew how flustered they were before they took the stage, but at this moment, their first step was successfully taken.

At the entrance, there was a slight crackling sound of tearing cloth, which was Gong Yimian.

The rehearsal was successful, and the members of the Beauty Dance Troupe were very happy. Everyone couldn't contain their excitement. The corridor to the dressing room became a bit like a vegetable market:
"Fortunately, Qingyi is so strong, so many movements are not bad at all, and they are done so well."

"With a clear intention, our performance this time will definitely be a success."

"Qing Yi is amazing, she saved "Song of Beauty" and our entire dance troupe."

Compared to the excitement of the other members, Gu Qingyi's expression was normal, and there was even a hint of worry in her eyes. When she reached the locker room, Gu Qingyi only saw the teacher at the door, and she asked:
"Teacher, where is Elder Sister?"

Su Lilian probably guessed from the happy expressions of the other team members that the result was a success, but she was not too happy:
"Your elder sister said to go back to the hotel first."

Gu Qingyi's brows frowned:

"I'm going to find the elder sister."

Su Lilian wanted to take others back to the hotel, so she agreed.

Gu Qingyi didn't change her clothes, and ran to the exit of the theater wearing her dance clothes.

From a distance, I saw the senior sister who fell down on the steps.

"Master, I will help you."

Gu Qingyi ran over, and Ye Yushuang ruthlessly opened her outstretched hand:
"Go away, don't touch me, I don't need your help."

Gu Qingyi knew that she was in a bad mood, and she was used to the coldness of the elder sister, so she didn't take it to heart

:

"Master, your foot is injured, the steps are so long, if you don't let me help you, you will fall again."

"You don't need your fake kindness."

Ye Yushuang tried her best to stand up again and continued to walk down.

Her ankles were already swollen into fist-sized lumps, and every time she took a step, her body would tremble, needless to say, it was painful.

Without saying a word, Gu Qingyi clasped Ye Yushuang's arm tightly with both hands, regardless of whether she refused or not:

"If you don't listen to me today, you have to listen to me, Elder Sister, I have already contacted you..."

Before Gu Qingyi could finish her sentence, she felt a huge force pushing her shoulders fiercely. Unprepared, she lost her center of gravity and rolled down the steps. Ye Yushuang, who pushed her, also lost her center of gravity. , also rolled down the steps.

"Ugh..."

When Lu Qingyi lost her center of gravity, her body instinctively protected her vitals. Apart from a little pain and a little dirtiness, her body didn't suffer any injuries, but she heard the painful groan of the elder sister beside her.

"Master, how are you?"

Gu Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see Ye Yushuang hugging her leg in pain, Gu Qingyi found that the entire injured ankle of the senior sister was now in an unnatural position.

It will be like this, if it is not a joint dislocation, it is a fracture...

"Gu Qingyi, I've given you the lead dancer position, what do you want?

Do you have to completely destroy it so you don't have any worries? "

Ye Yushuang's eyes were wet and red, and the pain and hatred in her pupils were complicatedly intertwined, with a narrow and endless determination.

Lu Qing wanted to explain, but a voice spoke before her:
"Cousin, if you want to be famous, you don't need to use such insidious methods. How did Ms. Ye offend you? You want to destroy her legs?"