Tracing the sound

Yu Miao's performance costume was custom-made by Peng Linlin from a friend. It is a smoky blue ink-dyed gown on the right lapel. It is made of light silk. The collar is trimmed with silver thread. A piece of lotus leaf, the edge of the skirt-like dress is irregular, and some dark green thin threads are embroidered on it. The quality of the clothes is high-quality, and it is very valuable at first glance.

Facing the pretty face in front of her that made it difficult to breathe, the makeup artist mistakenly thought that Yu Miao would be a wealthy young master of some family.

After all, in previous years, I have only seen this kind of skill in the rich and powerful Fusheng studio. This year, Fusheng was absent, and most of the participants in the youth dance competition were unknown newcomers.

Moreover, Zhang Yunfeng could be hired to provide pre-match guidance?Fusheng is notoriously xenophobic, and it is difficult for these great gods to meet each other on weekdays. When did you see them bothering to talk about it?

The make-up artist looked at Yu Miao's refined face with a blushing heartbeat, and paused for a long time, feeling that she was a bit overwhelmed.She has seen too many beautiful faces. To a certain extent, makeup is for concealing blemishes, but the young man in front of him has a face as firm as fat and eyes like stars. His natural beauty makes any artificial modification seem like superfluous superfluous.

After thinking about it again and again, he gave up the eye shadow and blush. Considering the effect of the stage lighting, he simply deepened the outline, and finally painted a lotus bud from the sideburns to the tip of the eyebrows.

Divide Liuhai to both sides, revealing the smooth forehead, the lotus buds looming very agilely, and finally paired with peach-colored lip-biting makeup, even Zhang Yunfeng, who is used to seeing big scenes, was also stunned for a full minute in front of the mirror.

This is too... disturbing the morale of the army.

"Can I... take a picture?" The makeup artist himself was surprised by the actual effect, and wanted to leave a souvenir for the perfect work.

Yu Miao was a little embarrassed, he had never put on makeup, he just felt that he looked like a different person in the mirror, he humbly agreed and kept thanking the makeup artist.

Zhang Yunfeng managed to come back to his senses, and thought to himself that this is nothing, he can take over the judges' three souls and seven souls by going on stage, I don't believe anyone can control it.Looking at the exercise clothes Yu Miao was wearing next, he immediately felt very dazzling.The performance costume is semi-transparent, with a hazy feeling of veil, which is in line with the artistic conception of fish playing with lotus leaves. Wearing such tightly covered trousers looks awkward no matter how you look at them, so I immediately ordered: "Take off your trousers." .”

Yu Miao: "Huh?"

Makeup artist: "!!!!"

Temptation is indeed deadly, but you can't make unspoken rules in broad daylight, right?

Realizing that his words were ambiguous, Zhang Yunfeng blushed, and hurriedly explained: "I mean, change your pants, just wear some anti-smudge underwear."

The makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went to the cloakroom to help Yu Miao find a pair of leggings of the same color.

Yu Miao changed into it obediently, revealing two slender legs that were as white as jade. Zhang Yunfeng rated the look [-] points in his heart, took a picture and sent it to the Fusheng studio group.

Rong Bingxuan: "Damn it, don't prepare for it, my nosebleed almost spewed out, okay?"

Zhu Zhenyao: "Look at how promising you are, let me find the eyeballs that stared at the ground first..."

Peng Linlin: "How is it? Is my mother's eyesight good? This dress is perfect with small fish fry!"

Bai Hua: "Sister Linlin is eccentric, why weren't my clothes so beautiful last time?"

Peng Linlin: "Stupid boy, you have to look like someone..."

Zhuo Shen: "The game has started?"

Zhang Yunfeng: "Soon."

Zhu Zhenyao: "Where's the little fry?"

Zhang Yunfeng: "I'm taking a photo with the fans I just won."

Looking at Yu Miao, who were startled into heaven when he saw Yu Miao, and all the people from all walks of life gathered around him to take pictures and surrounded his little junior brother, Zhang Yunfeng felt relieved by his old father.God really has eyes, although there is a boss who is indifferent to fame and fortune, he sent a shocking beauty. The revitalization of Fusheng Studio is in sight!

Those who came to the competition were all young boys, their curiosity was more important than winning or losing, and it was the time to be noisy. There was a lot of chatter in the backstage. It was the first time that Yu Miao saw so many people of the same age. Just became one with them.

At this time, the assistant director went to the backstage to distribute the number plates. Seeing Zhang Yunfeng came over to say hello, he then directed the gang of little kids to line up to get them.

A total of hundreds of people entered the preliminaries, and Yu Miao ranked 61st.

This scene was very embarrassing, the ones who appeared first and the last were easier to remember, but the one in the middle was the one who had the least sense of presence. His performance was slightly inferior, and he was likely to be forgotten before he left the stage.Of course, Zhang Yunfeng didn't worry about this at all. After everything was arranged, he explained a few words to Yu Miao, and then returned to the expert seat reserved for him by the competition committee to watch.

Soon player No. 1 was on the field.When they took the stage, they smiled brightly, but when they came back, they were like eggplants beaten by frost. Those who hadn’t played yet went up to inquire about the news. They thought it was just the beginning and the judges were more cautious.As a result, twenty or so people passed by, and none of them felt passable. All of them were criticized badly, and their scores were all hovering on the verge of passing. As expected, commotion began in the background.

"Did you see that? Teacher Bi's grades were uniformly failing, and the highest was only given 55. Isn't this too demanding?"

"Teacher Bi is notoriously strict, and I didn't see him give a few high marks in the last session. As for the No.1 Lin Mo, I remember that Bi Sheng only gave him a score of 75, which is not good enough."

"That's not so low. The one who was crying just now was only given 8 points. It really hurts my self-esteem!"

"That's what he asked for. He danced all kinds of dances together and created his own mix-and-match style. It's no wonder Bi Sheng could bear it! Did you hear what he said in his comments? He didn't practice any single dance well, so If you want to learn from the master and start a school, this is too overwhelming."

"What should I do? I'm getting more and more nervous now. Whenever I think of Teacher Bi's serious face, I want to pee."

"Who makes people bully? Do you think the audience is here to see us? Nine times out of ten, it's not for Bi Sheng."

"Teacher Bi, are you very popular?" Yu Miao interjected weakly.

"That's quite popular! He is the only god-level figure of the younger generation in our dance circle."

"Isn't it? You can rely on your appearance, but you still have to use your strength to beat you. Who can resist!"

"In comparison, He Ning should be stronger, right? His development is much better than Bi Sheng."

"Don't talk about such nonsense, who doesn't know that Bi Sheng is a head above He Ning in all aspects? Don't look at He Ning's popularity, it's because Bi Sheng is not interested in these things at all. If he really wants to make a move, he can still What's the matter with He Ning?"

"You're right. We all know that these two people are fighting secretly. In my opinion, Bi Sheng didn't take He Ning seriously."

"It's hard to say in the future. He Ning and Xu Xiaolu's marriage is equivalent to stealing Bi Sheng's dance partner. With just one move, the situation will change."

"That's right. Bi Sheng still lacks a dandelion trophy. Without Xu Xiaolu, I'm afraid there will be no hope in the short term. If He Ning and Xu Xiaolu join forces, the future is still uncertain!"

"Keep your voice down, there are two dynasty studios over there, don't let them hear you!"

The more the topic went astray, the more Yu Miao listened, the more depressed he became. Holding his number plate awkwardly, he went to the corner and prepared silently. At least... don't let Teacher Bi feel too embarrassed. .

Before I knew it, it was the turn of No. 58, a pretty girl who danced modern ballet, one of the two selected by Dynasty Studio.

Compared with other people, she is particularly confident. As we all know, Lin Mo, who belongs to Dynasty, won the championship last year. This year, He Ning is still the main judge. Even if he does not participate in scoring, it is expected that other judges will not be too bad give face.

"Hi teachers, I'm Lingjuan from Dynasty Studio, and I'm performing "Rhythm on the Pointe""

The music started and the girl started to perform.

"Your studio is full of talented people. After seeing so much, this is still decent." Zhou Yi whispered to He Ning.

He Ning was proud in his heart, but he was very humble on the face: "Where is there, there are still many in the future."

"Teacher He is too modest. This kid's basic skills are very solid at first glance, and he is good enough to be on stage." Liu Wenchang commented.

At this moment, Lingjuan made a mid-air turn and jump, Xia Shichu's eyes showed a hint of admiration: "I think you are here for the champion this time, right? You are indeed a good seed."

He Ning enjoyed the compliments from all parties, seeing that Bi Sheng had been looking at him without speaking, he couldn't hide his complacency and asked, "Bi Sheng, what do you think?"

Bi Sheng turned his head and glanced at him, then turned his eyes to the stage again, and said, "It's okay."

He Ning sneered in his heart, thinking that you are pretending to be an extraterrestrial expert, you are obviously a dead duck, and you don't want to admit that my people are excellent.But he also knew Bi Sheng's personality, and if he could make do with it, he would even indirectly admit that Ling Juan had some potential.

When the song is over, the judges start scoring.

Except for Bi Sheng who only gave 60 points to pass, the other three gave a high score of more than 80 points. On the whole, Lingjuan was far ahead with a final score of 78 points, which was 2 points higher than No.15.

After stepping down, Lingjuan was full of joy, as if the champion had been won.It's no wonder she was floating. Even though Bi Sheng only gave 60, it was already the highest score he scored tonight. The other one sent by Wang Chao was a little worse than her, and the other cats and dogs were even less of a concern. Come on, at least the top position in the first round has been secured.

When the stage manager called number 61, Yu Miao took a deep breath, arranged her clothes carefully, and walked onto the stage slowly.

He drew a beautiful arc in the air with one hand, and bowed to the judges. When he raised his head and stood up, everyone on the rostrum held their breath except Bi Sheng.

Taking a look at Qingcheng, he probably looks like the handsome young man in front of him.

He Ning clenched the pen in his hand, is it him? !He did come.

Compared with the simplicity last time, Yu Miao's demeanor has subtly changed after being well-dressed, but what remains unchanged is the aura of clear water and hibiscus on his body, like fine wine that has been cellared for many years, the more tasted, the more meaningful , Make people reluctant to part with, let people want to stop.

I didn't see him last time in the lounge.This time, I must not miss it again... He Ning said to himself in his heart.

The author has something to say:

He Ning: Will anyone who admits to me die?

Bi Sheng: Guan Gong is playing big swords in front of him.

He Ning: What do you mean?

Bi Sheng: My people are even better.

He Ning: ...