Tracing the sound

A big wheel rolled over and landed steadily, the aftertaste of the music gradually disappeared, leaving only regular panting.

Bi Sheng drew a beautiful arc in the air with one hand, and as he bowed to the curtain, it announced that this exquisite performance was completely over.

A moment later, the clear applause broke the silence of the venue first, like a butterfly flapping its wings lightly, immediately triggering a majestic and majestic tornado.

The audience stood up spontaneously, and the four top international artists on the judging panel applauded in unison. Whistles, applause, and cheers were intertwined, converging into a moment of glory that belonged to Bi Sheng alone.

He raised his head silently, staring at the dazzling spotlight above his head, sweat ran across his forehead, fell down his chin, and fell on the ground in the middle of the stage, splashing a small splash of water, which was quickly burned The room temperature evaporates and evaporates, and the slightest trace can no longer be seen.

After listening to the comments in silence, Bi Sheng silently bowed again and exited the stage, silently holding the championship trophy and nodding his thanks to the award presenter.

The "Jilson" dance competition representing the highest level in the world has come to an end. The audience has not yet recovered from the finale performance, commenting and discussing the wonderful moment just now in twos and threes. end.

Some performance sheets that were not taken away were scattered on the ground, and finally, there was only a lonely figure like a sculpture left in the center of the venue.

It was an oriental boy who looked very young. He rubbed the familiar and unfamiliar name on the playlist, wondering what he was thinking.

Maybe it was because he was too focused, and he sat there motionless from the end, and the staff couldn't bear to disturb him until the field cleaner cleaned the row of VIP seats where he was, and the kind foreign woman patted him on the shoulder , the boy seemed to be frightened by the sudden disturbance, trembled slightly, and raised his head blankly.

A suffocatingly beautiful face is like a work of art that was accidentally scattered among the world by the hand of God, without any flaws.But at this moment, this charming face was covered with tears.

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