The second generation

The texture of the note is very good, even better than the texture is the words on it.

Xia An handed the note to the camera, and sighed: "Look, this is Ouhuang, we can't compare." The last sentence was said to Jiang Yumei, who was also surprised beside him.

The live broadcast room was shocked, and the audience also shouted excitedly.

[The tablet is out of power]: Can it still be like this?Fucking koi carp.

[24 months]: Lean, lean, lean! ! !

Xia An presented the note to Fang Dongsui, like a dog's leg: "Please read it all the time."

Fang Dongsui was still puzzled, at first glance at the handwriting on it, he was stunned: "Get a clearance card? This is a clearance card... can it still be like this?"

"It's all written on it, it's definitely possible." Xia An was very excited, and ran between Fang Dongsui and Jiang Yumei, holding one hand and running to the host: "Go and ask."

Of course Yu Chuanming knew that this was a clearance card set by the program group, but he didn't expect it to be placed inside the lantern.

Xia An asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Yu Chuanming nodded with a smile, and announced at the same time: "Congratulations to Fang Dongsui for getting a Treasure Hunting Tongguang Card...but unfortunately." He looked at Fang Dongsui with regret, "Now there is only the last treasure left, This treasure just needs to pass two levels to get it. If you can find it earlier, you can easily get other treasures."

"It's true." Xia An realized: "There is only one level for the other treasures."

Seeing Fang Dongsui's silence, Xia An thought it was because he felt uncomfortable, so he patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said in relief, "It's a pity."

Fang Dongsui rescued his shoulder helplessly, came to the NPC next to the Nuwa sculpture, and raised the corners of his lips: "It's nothing to regret, can't I pass the level once? Then don't bother the NPC brother to give me a question .”

NPC: "..."

Fang Dong smiled: Unexpectedly, I, Hu Hansan, are back again!

Ming Hua was stunned, and her smile suddenly froze.

However, Xia An is a silly and cute type. He walked to Ming Hua's side in a very unclear manner, and laughed loudly: "It just so happens that the two of you can fight for the treasure at the end. I am optimistic about you."

[I don't think about you when I eat and drink]: Uh...is this called curve saving the country?

[One-inch Xinyue]: Let me go, Xia An is so stupid, he didn't realize that Ming Hua's face was dark, and he was still there.

[Famous paintings all over the country]: Where is the black face, where is the black? [Tan Shou] My family Minghua is not a stingy person, since this is the case, everyone will compete fairly.

[Elephant Daihua]: Fang Dongsui is really lucky, but this is too boring. It is said that it is a game competition, but in the end it is just watching him being a koi.To be honest, if he got the last treasure, the show would definitely be doomed. [hehe]

[Young Master Yuanqing]: Don't you know that luck is also a part of strength?

After Xia An finished rambling, he dragged Minghua and Fang Dongsui to face the NPC elder brother.

The eldest brother drew the theme of the second level from the lottery box.

——ancient dance.

"Ancient dance...? Ancient dance or something?" Emperor Xia An was not in a hurry for the eunuch, but was already worrying about the two of them: "Can you two dance?"

Ming Hua took a look at Fang Dongsui, and said first, "I learned it when I was a child."

But he actually studied jazz, and after he decided to develop into a singer, he has abandoned dancing for several years, and now he wants to pick it up again, and he doesn't know if it will work.

He pursed his lips, seeing that Fang Dongsui had remained silent, a hint of secret joy flashed in his heart, the previous apprehension dissipated a little, and he raised his eyebrows at Fang Dongsui: "Fang Dongsui, have you ever learned dancing?"

Fang Dongsui didn't know what he was thinking, and nodded slightly: "I have learned."

Ming Hua froze for a moment, and snorted coldly where no one was looking.

The program team and the on-site staff over there have already prepared the stage, which is the high performance platform on the left side of the Nuwa sculpture, which is usually used as a weekend artificial performance venue in the Mythology Paradise.The stage is relatively large and has good sound equipment, and the competition can start after a little preparation.

Since this is the first dance competition to appear in this program, there are no professional dance judges on site.However, since it is a relaxed variety show, there are not many vain rules. The program group decided to vote for some of the on-site visitors.

In the end, eleven tourists of different ages who participated spontaneously were selected to enter the infield viewing seats and sit down.

As the holder of the clearance card, Fang Dongsui is ranked behind Minghua in the competition order.

There is no professional performance equipment, no exquisite stage makeup, and even the pre-competition preparations are very casual. For such a simple competition, ordinary stars will not participate at all.But today is different. The live broadcast is right in front of your eyes. Whether you perform well or not, the truth will be transmitted to the Internet through the camera.

There is no chance to make a mistake, and you cannot do it all over again.

Fang Dongsui bit his lower lip.

Jiang Yumei cheered him up by the side, speaking in a neither hasty nor slow manner, but full of confidence: "You can beat him."

"En! Trust me." Fang Dongsui nodded heavily, but it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

When he was a child, he was taken to the street by his father to practice courageous dancing. When he grew up, he danced in front of many people almost every day at school.

But it’s still different. When he was young, he only knew how to dance with the memory of his hands and feet silly and cutely on the street. Every time he practiced in college, he faced familiar partners. I will prepare again and again in the early stage to ensure zero mistakes on the stage.

Today is really rushed.

When Ming Hua went to the back to prepare clothes, Fang Dongsui was thinking about what to dance.

Classical dance is his specialty. He has understood since he was a child that there are many kinds of ancient dances, and his learning is endless.Even though he has practiced dancing for more than ten years, he dare not say that he can dance all kinds.

This is a game, not an official game.

He can't choose those categories that need the blessing of stage lighting, integrity and appreciation are the most important.

Time waits for no one, after a short preparation, Ming Hua came on stage.

In order to adapt to the aesthetics of ordinary tourists and avoid his habit of jazz dancing, he chose the most popular ancient song.Although it lost the charm of classical dance, but with the blessing of pop songs, it still received relatively warm applause.

Soon it was Fang Dongsui's turn to play, and before going backstage to prepare, he whispered to Jiang Yumei to help him buy something.

The backstage is not big, it is usually the dressing room of the performers in the park.

When Fang Dongsui entered, Ming Hua had just finished changing.

The two passed by, only to see Ming Hua glance at him coldly, lift his chin arrogantly, and stride away.

Fang Dongsui closed his mouth as he was about to say hello.

There are a lot of performance costumes in the backstage. A staff member of the park was sorting out the clothes that Ming Hua had just replaced. When he saw him coming, he quickly asked, "What style do you need?"

Fang Dongsui gave her a thankful smile, and gestured with his hands: "May I ask if there are any more neat and convenient ancient-style dance clothes with narrow sleeves and waist."

The staff member looked at her age as a part-time female student, so she reacted quickly. She quickly took out a piece of clothing from a pile of clothes, handed it to Fang Dongsui, and asked anxiously, "You...can you see this one?"

The scorching red cross-neck dress is hot all over, but not coquettish, red and elegant.

Fang Dongsui was very satisfied when he saw it for the first time, and his eyes smiled into crooked moons: "That's it, thank you."

"You're welcome." The girl clutched her chest and tried her best to hold back her nympho smile, but her sparkling eyes still revealed her little thoughts.

When Fang Dongsui went to the fitting room to change clothes, she couldn't help but took out her phone and yelled at her best friend. After getting a reminder from her best friend, she remembered that she could take a photo with Fang Dongsui later.

But hesitated.

The handsome guy just now rejected her decisively. I don't know if this guy will... Woooooo, life is so fucking hard.

After a while, the girl covered her mouth and laughed wildly.

——Ah, ah, I am so happy to be alive!

Because Fang Dongsui was standing outside the dressing room looking in the mirror.

When he got the clothes earlier, he only looked at one side, not knowing that there was a blue and yellow ribbon intertwined at the waist, which made his slender waist soft and strong.The light tassels of the same color as the long skirt are tied on the narrow sleeves, which are wobbly when walking.

Overall, it looked too feminine, even a part-time girl who knew nothing about dancing frowned, wondering if it would be too feminine.

She wanted to remind Xia Dongsui, but she only saw the other party's satisfied smile in the mirror.

The girl suddenly felt embarrassed to speak.

Just then, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.

Jiang Yumei walked in quickly, and handed the item in her hand to Fang Dongsui: "I bought it for you."

"Thank you, Yumei, for your hard work." Fang Dongsui looked at him gratefully.

Jiang Yu pursed his lips awkwardly: "There happened to be a store selling this next to me, and I didn't bother to look for it."

What he brought back was a wooden sword painted silver all over.

Fang Dongsui pulled a smooth sword flower at that time.

Flowing clouds and water.

Then take off the red tassels on the sleeves and wrap them around the sword hilt.

After doing all this, the sword suddenly became more colorful.

The girl stood aside and slowly opened her eyes wide, and suddenly felt that the boy in front of her had become a prodigal knight in a novel, with a perfect combination of sword and dance clothes.

She was glad she didn't talk too much just now.

The gentle power, when he pulled the sword flower, was wanton to the extreme.

Jiang Yumei looked at his appearance and was also dumbfounded.

"Yu Mei..." Fang Dongsui laughed, and nodded his forehead: "Are you tired, why don't you rest here for a while?"

Jiang Yu's eyebrows recovered, his face shy: "I'm not tired, I just think you're very special in this way, like, like..."

He didn't remember it for a moment.

The nympho-eyed girl next to him reminded him: "Like a knight!"

Jiang Yu's sparse eyelashes trembled, rubbed the center of his brows in frustration, and said embarrassingly: "No, I suddenly couldn't remember again."

"It's okay." Fang Dongsui blinked, holding the sword lightly and circling lightly, his eyebrows raised: "Does it look good?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Very good."

The girl next to her was very enthusiastic, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Ah, ah, she's so beautiful--then, what, can I take a photo with you?" She took out her mobile phone and looked at the two of them pitifully.

Fang Dongsui was amused by her: "Of course."

The smiling faces of the three of them clicked smoothly into the phone.

Looking at the time, a staff member came over and said that the song had been arranged and they could perform on stage.Fang Dongsui nodded yes, and finally tidied up his clothes, and strode out with his sword in hand.

The fiery red robe fluttered with the brisk steps, intertwined and intertwined with the ribbon on the waist. Although his back was thin, he was still firm and straight.

Jiang Yumei, who was following behind, paused, his eyes lit up, and he murmured softly: "Remember, he is very similar, very similar to a vigorous eagle, freedom is also crazy..."

"It's not like it." The girl poked her hand on the photo album, raised her eyes in doubt, and couldn't figure it out.

On the high stage of the performance, the corners of the fiery red skirt suddenly appeared.

The first thing everyone saw was Fang Dongsui's slender wrist, dancing a long sword like a thunderbolt.

The noise in the auditorium suddenly stopped.