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Qiao Zhihuan pulled Ye Cike and ran all the way into the bright light on the stage. At this time, the music hadn't played yet, and the audience was stunned. Those with experience immediately checked the introduction of the competition program.

Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike starred in "Departure".

The excerpt is from the dance drama "Long Song Wanli Ding Shanhe", which tells the story of the young general Chang Ge pulling Prince Zheng to make troubles and play all the way at the Taiping Banquet in Chang'an.

Some of the audience realized that the two actors entered the play as soon as they took the stage, and the performance was already on before the music started.

Qiao Zhihuan's narrow-sleeved dress with fiery red and gold patterns seemed to have discovered something new, and Ye Cike, who was pulling the white shirt and broad robe, ran wildly. As soon as he met the eyes of the audience on the stage, he immediately blinked at him. The audience was surprised and delighted, He gestured to the left and right in disbelief.

A rush of drums cut in, and the brisk tune and cheerful flute sounded. This music is jubilant and festive.

In particular, the previous program was "Proust", which was depressive, deep and stream-of-consciousness. The contrast was even more striking, and the emotions of the audience were mobilized!

Qiao Zhihuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was scrambling to grab something. Ye Cike turned pale when he saw it, and hurriedly stopped him. Not enough, he held up the bottle, patted the bottom, and turned it upside down.

The Russians are very experienced in this gesture. Several bearded people took out their own vodka and laughed.

Of course, Qiao Zhihuan also noticed this scene, and winked at them behind Ye Cike's back, as if to say: tacit understanding, brother.

Ye Cike is dignified. Seeing this scene, he can't ignore it. The more he chases after him, the more Qiao Zhihuan avoids the fun. It seems that it is not serious to make jokes, but in fact, the several movements of turning around, forward bridge in the cloud, and somersaults back and forth are stacked smoothly. People are dazzled!

The funniest thing was that Qiao Zhihuan sneaked away and imitated Ye Cike's old-fashioned expression with the audience, making everyone lean forward and back.

When he got excited about playing, Ye Cike suddenly blocked his way, the music crashed heavily, and the audience fell silent for a moment, it was over.

Ye Cike stepped forward intimidatingly, Qiao Zhihuan backed back, suddenly!Ye Cike rushed forward, and when he was about to catch Qiao Zhihuan, at the very moment, Qiao Zhihuan ducked down suddenly to avoid the blow.

Ye Cike was relaxed and Qiao Zhihuan was so light and agile that the audience cheered.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Zhihuan became even more excited when he dodged this blow. After laughing at Ye Cike at the audience, he immediately backflipped all over the field and fished him in circles.

He turned over quickly and neatly, and the golden and red robe fluttered into a circle, one, two, three... This is simply amazing, where can you see this kind of movement on the usual stage!

After turning up more than a dozen in a row, the audience in the audience was both surprised and happy, shouting loudly, and beating the rhythm with brisk drumbeats.

23, 24... He actually used somersaults to go around the field for a circle. When he stopped, the audience burst into shouts all day long.

At this moment, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike froze, and the music fell silent.

The audience was keenly aware that things had changed, and the cheers of the audience suddenly got stuck in their throats and stopped abruptly.

Qiao Zhihuan stepped back slowly, one step, two steps, and Ye Cike who was beside him suddenly pulled him up, and the two of them rushed in the opposite direction as if they were hiding from someone.

Ye Cike couldn't help but look back, it was too late, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly jumped up, Ye Cike caught it firmly, and then threw Qiao Zhihuan high with a spin.

The audience was stunned speechless.

Ye Cike in the field of vision rapidly became smaller, and within seconds Qiao Zhihuan was thrown two or three heights into the air, as if he was really flying.

At the highest point, Qiao Zhihuan mobilized all the muscles in his body, stretched his body in mid-air, and froze in the air like a bird flapping its wings, fluttering lightly.

Cheers broke out, but then, Qiao Zhihuan fell straight down, and the cheers turned into surprise before it ended.

And Ye Cike immediately stepped forward and caught him firmly.

Arms entangled, chest pressed tightly together.During the fragmentary contact, he clearly felt Ye Cike's heartbeat once or twice.

The huge momentum caused the two of them to spin on the spot, and Qiao Zhihuan was dexterously spun around. Within seconds, Qiao Zhihuan was lifted onto his shoulders, another beautiful lift!

"Bravo!!" It was the person in the middle of the referee's seat who took the lead in shouting, and the audience immediately stood up and applauded warmly and generously.

Wave after wave of applause, Qiao Zhihuan was carried on Ye Cike's back, with a happy face, arms swaying to bid farewell to the audience.They didn't even make the curtain call.

The audience couldn't enjoy watching it at all, and started clapping and shouting "ENCORE! ENCORE!"

——There is no reason for an encore in the competition. Out of helplessness, the competition organizer had to forcibly turn off the top light on the stage, signaling them to take the opportunity to leave, and the audience was full of regret.

After the lights were dimmed, Qiao Zhihuan was still carried away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them passed the curtain, a huge crowd of people rushed up, and the actors who were playing the same game rushed over from the waiting area. The leading Russian ballet actors were full of joy: "Fantastic!"

"Soamazing!" Another Emperor actor also rushed over, "I have never seen such a shocking performance."

"Ms. Ye, Huanhuan!!" The little girl from Jingyi High School almost screamed and rushed over, "It's so dazzling, so exciting!!"

There was a lot of chatter behind the curtain, when the announcer's voice suddenly came from the front of the stage, and he couldn't hide his joy just by hearing the tone: "It's amazing, isn't it, after the game is over, I have to ask him what to drink Wine name."

The audience roared with laughter.

In the next sentence, the announcer suddenly became stern and full of passion: "Group No.15, Chinese classical dance, the final score of "Li Huo"——"

The audience was silent, and even the dancers in the backstage held their breath, looking forward to the score together.

"The difficulty score is 5.0, the performance score is 5.0, and the overall score is perfect. Congratulations to Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike!"

The announcer's ending was drowned in endless cheers. As soon as Qiao Zhihuan was put down, dozens of people embraced and hugged together.

"Shockingly, 20 of our 18 referees gave full marks! What an amazing result, which created the history of WCDG since the start!"

The dancers behind the curtain were so shocked that they could not speak, and they exchanged joyful eyes. This is not only the victory of Chinese dance, but also the victory of classical dance, a seemingly rigid and serious art.

If it were someone else, maybe some people would be jealous, but everyone was infected by the joy of Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike's performance, and as dancers, they have a deeper understanding of the difficulty of movements. Said it was convincing.

The crowd around finally calmed down, and Qiao Zhihuan seized the opportunity to hug Ye Cike warmly.

And Ye Cike directly picked him up and turned around in a circle.

The group of dancers exploded again, and the little girl from the Beijing Art High School suddenly discovered a new surprise: "So you are really a couple?"

Qiao Zhihuan tilted her head and smiled at her: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"Like, like! No, that's right!!" The little girl was so happy that she almost skipped on the spot.

The joy continued until the award ceremony.

The staff came to the stage with the trophy, Qiao Zhihuan raised his hand to grab the trophy, held it high, and dodged mischievously several times before being caught by Ye Cike. After handing over the trophy, he bumped him on the shoulder in disbelief, and the performance was over The whole little easter egg made the award presenter couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Zhihuan was on the left, and Ye Cike was on the right. One of them was glamorous and the other was handsome. Together, they won the crystal-made WCDG Pas de Deux Champions Cup.

This scene was frozen in a click, and within a few seconds, like a spark, it burned most of China.

It was early in the morning in China, and the media had just released the news, and the proud Stardiv immediately reprinted it. He didn't even bother to match the words, and just gave a thumbs up emoji.

The comment section laughed at him one after another, he is simply a "proud mother's big brother" mother.

In the early morning of the next day, the news of the two holding the cup made it to the morning news. The pas de deux clips were broadcast together with "Ya Song" and "Zhaojun's Exodus" at the opening ceremony of WCDG. , the inheritance is even more classical, even if it spans thousands of years and across different cultures, Chinese classical culture can still be popular all over the world!"

The last scene of the news was fixed at the moment when Qiao Zhihuan was thrown high, like a swallow like fire, elegant like a god.

The Central Media Art Channel was very proud. Originally, the station was not sure whether WCDG would be able to get the ranking. In the early stage, it did not dare to publicize it, and did not dare to broadcast it in real time.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Zhihuan was born and scored 18 perfect marks in one fell swoop. The Art Channel was very proud of it. It broadcast the pas de deux of "Li Huo" several times in one day, and kept announcing the broadcast schedule of the solo dance finals.

WCDG was originally only famous in the industry. After the promotion by the official media, countless people have already set their schedules and set their alarm clocks, just waiting for Qiao Zhihuan's solo dance schedule!

"Oh!"

The champagne cork shot straight into the sky, the bubbles flowed joyfully, and Little Fang immediately poured the champagne on the pre-stacked champagne tower.

Jin Cheng's liquid filled the wine glass, and Little Fang took the lead. Everyone present raised their glasses together to congratulate Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike: "Cheers!"

After the toast, Qiao Zhihuan found out after hearing from Little Fang that Little Fang and his party came to Moscow as soon as they left, but they didn't show up because they were afraid of disturbing their training.

On the day of the competition, the three of them were sitting in the arena. Seeing that "Proust" scored so high, Little Fang's blood pressure rose on the spot.

As soon as Huanhuan and the others came out, the audience, who were so indifferent, were laughed and surprised by Huanhuan.

When the three of them saw the audience's reaction, they knew: It's steady!

"The moment I saw Huanhuan being thrown into the sky, my heart was scared!" Little Fang said, "Miss Ye, you are really willing to throw it away! You are not afraid of falling!"

Qiao Zhihuan bumped Ye Cike with his shoulder: "I believe Teacher Ye can catch it."

Little Fang was still frightened and bared his teeth: "I still find it scary."

"Actually, the higher the throw, the safer it is." Ye Cike explained, "When Huanhuan and I tried the move before, we found that if the throw was not high enough and the falling time was too short, it would be difficult to catch it. High enough, but there is sufficient reaction time. Although it looks dangerous, it is actually safer than low selling.”

"And..." Ye Cike smiled and clinked glasses with Qiao Zhihuan, "I must catch it."

Little Fang teeth sore from eating dog food.

The profiteer brought the topic back: "However, the stage of the two of you is too amazing, it is the level that the Art Channel wants to recognize as a son. In the past two days, it has been replayed almost a hundred and eighty times."

Little Fang yelled, "I almost yelled with a loudspeaker, my godson will broadcast the WCDG final at [-]pm on Friday night, [-]pm on Friday night!!"

"Don't do this, it will put Huanhuan under a lot of pressure." Wei Lingsu persuaded with a smile.

"It's a bit." Qiao Zhihuan was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I thought the finals were all professionals, and there weren't many people watching. Let's choose songs... a bit tricky."

Ye Cike next to him couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud.After being elbowed by Qiao Zhihuan, he coughed lightly twice, and immediately turned serious: "However, I think it suits you quite well."

"What can I do if it's not suitable?" Qiao Zhihuan regretted, "Because the basic difficulty score needs to be set, the composition and movement design have to be reported to the competition organizer two days in advance, and it's too late to change it now."

Ye Cike couldn't help but smile.

This made Little Fang even more curious: "What song is it?"

Qiao Zhi avoided talking about it: "You will know when the time comes."

On the day of the single event finals, the attention of the media soared significantly. The outside of the Grand Theater was full of media from all over the world. The organizers had to use red ropes to pull out the passage for the contestants to enter and exit.

Last time, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike walked into the Grand Theater swaggeringly. This time even the outside of the hotel was surrounded by reporters, so he had to arrive at the scene by car.

The heavy car door opened, and the sound of shutter shutters poured in instantly.

Qiao Zhihuan lowered his head and got out of the car. Before he could stand still, voices of his name surged from both sides. All the photographers called him in different languages ​​and accents, frantically trying to make him look at their camera.

It was the eve of the competition, and it wasn't walking on the red carpet. Qiao Zhihuan waved his hands in various directions to thank him, and left in a hurry.

In the make-up room, there was an endless stream of his preparations. In the end, the organizers couldn't bear the disturbance, and cleared all the media except the official broadcasting organization, and the backstage was quiet.

"They're all coming after you."

Suddenly a French sentence came from beside her, Qiao Zhihuan turned her head, and Arthur leaned against the empty dressing table.He smiled decently at Arthur: "Long time no see."

"I've been watching your news." Arthur's light blue eyes stared at him. "Seeing you is like seeing myself three years ago. The 'dark horse' rushed out of WCDG is expected by everyone. Genius—however, no one cares about your true feelings and thoughts, only whether you get the honor or not."

A few days ago, Qiao Zhihuan had a general understanding of Arthur's situation back then.

He started in the preliminaries, first discovered by the Russian audience, and then exploded all the way, and the popularity became higher and higher, and the popularity in Ukraine turned to him.

However, the Ukrainian side has more than just a dance competition, and another layer of anticipation for a Ukrainian to gain recognition in the ballet field that Russia has dominated for many years.

On the day of the finals, Ukraine was empty of thousands of people. It was the first time that the whole people paid attention to an art event in a place that had been in turmoil for a long time. However, on that day, Arthur regretted losing under the attention of the people of the whole country. igor.

So many people watched his game with great anticipation, but the Russian won the championship. Angry people rushed to his house, smashing empty beer bottles so that his sister dared not go out for half a month, and the normal life at home could not be guaranteed until Arthur and his family left the Ukraine, and the Kiev Ballet, and the affair was barely over.

Arthur was very delicate, and there was even a hint of melancholy in his expressionless face: "The boundary between love and hate is very blurred, Qiao Zhihuan. You are just like me back then."

Qiao Zhihuan looked up: "I feel sympathy for what happened to you before, Arthur. But you are wrong, I am different from you at the beginning."

"You're here to play, and your audience thinks you're just here to play. You have every right to hate them, but I, and my audience, are different."

Arthur frowned incomprehensibly.

"Me and my audience, we support each other, we encourage each other, we're not here just to play."

There was a bright light in Qiao Zhihuan's eyes, "It will allow the whole world to appreciate the beauty of our country's classical culture."

"Those who are like-minded are united in the same way, and those who have different like-mindedness are business partners." Qiao Zhihuan first said in Chinese, and then took some effort to translate it into English, "I hope you will find an audience with the same interests as you have earlier."

Finals begin.

During the eighth and fourth rounds, Qiao Zhihuan had the highest score in the semifinals, and the order of appearances in the finals was arranged from low to high, so he was the last to appear.

After finishing her makeup, Qiao Zhihuan wrapped up her warm clothes and waited in the waiting room.

Arthur was the first to appear in the final. He did not choose his own variant ballet, but stood on the stage of the Grand Theater and completed "Nocturne in C-sharp Minor" with an almost textbook-like standard according to Russian aesthetics.

The discerning Russian audience applauded restrainedly.

Afterwards, the principal of the Emperor Ballet came on stage. He continued the emperor's usual habit, performing the male variation of "Paquita" lightly and gracefully. When jumping, he seemed to be completely free from the constraints of gravity.

The scores of the two are also almost the same. The Emperor scored 9.4 points and Arthur scored 9.5 points, temporarily ranking first.

In the waiting room, Qiao Zhihuan turned his head and chatted with Igor of Oba in a low voice: "At this stage, the difference between technology and technology is actually very small. Arthur and the chief executive of the Emperor are actually very complete. More It's the difference in style—the Arthur standard is regular, the Emperor is light and fluid."

"There is also the question of the tastes of the judges and the audience." Igor said, "The aesthetics of the Russian audience was raised by Oba, and they prefer dances with a sense of power. This is the main reason for Arthur's disadvantage."

Qiao Zhihuan nodded in agreement.

"It's more inclined to power." Igor paused, "It means that your stage will naturally suffer. Your classical dance is the same light type as the Emperor."

Qiao Zhi laughed and asked, "Did you draw your conclusion from the pas de deux?"

"You can win the men's big doubles, I really admire it. But today's singles match, please forgive me."

Igor got up, smiled and took off the warm down, revealing a ballet suit with black background and golden sparkles: "Today's champion must be mine."

"You met the most powerful chief in Russia."

Qiao Zhihuan didn't take it seriously, and replied with a smile: "I appreciate your confidence."

Igor's performance started soon.

As the head of Oba, the Grand Theater is his home stadium, and many of the audience are loyal fans of Igor, who watch dozens of performances by him every year.

As soon as Yinglan's stage lights came on, applause immediately erupted from the audience, as well as shouts of "Igor! Igor!"

This cry became more enthusiastic the moment the music came out.

As soon as the whistling wind came out, Qiao Zhihuan immediately sat up straight, and Igor's selection turned out to be "Artonice".

This is a piece of violin music, which is well known as the background music of the figure skating performance "For Nijinsky".

Nikins is basically a talented ballet dancer, known in the industry as a person who "almost touches God". His story was put on the ice by a very talented figure skater. Today, Igor puts the story on the ice again. The touching story brings back to its hometown, the ballet stage.

Igor is a typical Russian aesthetic, and his movements and techniques are full of absolute power.

As the music gradually rose, his perfect performance almost brought the former Nijinsky back to the world.

However, a fast-paced short bow performance, Igor ecstatically spun and volleyed crazily.

The music progressed to the climax at the end, and the continuous four-digit turn was full of strength and struggle. He pressed the elegant music and stopped in a stretched posture. The genius ushered in glory in a series of impossible jumps, and accepted the tragedy and arrogance of genius .

At this moment, he is Igor, and even Nijinsky.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Nijinsky's arrival was thoroughly welcomed.

His expressiveness was astonishing, and the starting point was Nijinsky, whom the Russians lamented. Just after the performance, all the audience stood up and gave the performance applause and cheers.

The announcer's voice was also a little choked: "He is brilliant, he has bold breakthroughs, he is a precious pearl of Poland and Russia, thanks to Igor, thanks to this stage, for bringing us back to the past, and meeting the past through time and space and the regrets of history. genius."

"Perfect. This must be a show for the history books!"

The touch brought by Igor lingered for a long time. Once his score of 9.9 points was announced, there was another burst of fierce shouts.

The thunderous applause was not only given to Igor, to Nijinsky, to all those who dared to break through and persevere, but also to art.

Igor called the curtain six times before the audience let him go.

At this time, Qiao Zhihuan was standing by the curtain, waiting to play.

When the two met, Qiao Zhihuan applauded heartily, while Igor stroked his chest gracefully, and gave a Nijinsky-era thank you: "I am honored to be praised by top dancers, especially you."

Qiao Zhihuan praised sincerely: "Your performance is indeed wonderful, and it is almost perfect in my heart."

"So?" Igor showed his big white teeth and smiled at him, "I don't regret losing to me?"

"So." Qiao Zhi laughed happily, "You will keep Nijinsky in the world, and I will leave all the audience—"

"Take it to heaven!"

The stage lights are turned on again, and the gods are about to appear.

The author has something to say: "Li Huo", a small surprise for the readers of "Long Song"