I heard that love can make people beautiful?

It was impossible for Xi Buyao to reprimand Xi Shui in front of Zhou Zeqi. He gave some instructions, hesitated again and again, pointed at Xi Shui's clothes and said, "Put on your clothes."

The bright tooth marks on the collarbone are very eye-catching.

Xi Shui hurriedly buttoned his shirt all the way to the top, and no one would button it so tightly while sleeping, making him panic.

He blushed slightly, Xi Buyao looked at Zhou Zeqi, "What do you think about Xi Shui going abroad to study?"

Zhou Zeqi sat upright, "I'll wait for him to come back."

Xi Buyao leaned back on the back of the sofa, and his tone was rarely so rigid, "One year is the exchange time decided now, but if he performs well there, he can apply for a few more years of further study. "

Before Zhou Zeqi could answer, Xi Shui raised his head and said in astonishment, "It's fine if I don't apply."

"Just study, not staying in the troupe. Wouldn't it be good to study for a few more years? It's a fact that the domestic level is not as good as those big dance troupes. Don't you always say that you want to win glory for domestic ballet?" Xi Buyao slowed down his tone, "You are still young , youth is the time to struggle.”

It was inconvenient for Zhou Zeqi to interrupt.

Xi Shui thought for a moment, then looked at Zhou Zeqi, lowered his eyes, "I can do it myself."

"what ever."

Xi Shui and Zhou Zeqi sent Xi Buyao downstairs together, and stood in the hall for a while, Xi Shui looked up at Zhou Zeqi, "What he said was not part of my life plan, one year is enough for me , I'm smart, I don't need to stay that long."

Zhou Zeqi looked at Xi Shui for a while, then suddenly reached out and hugged him, "Well, you are very smart."

Xi Shui grabbed the clothes around Zhou Zeqi's waist and suddenly thought, "Teach me how to cook a few dishes, otherwise I will keep cooking instant noodles like my sister."

"Row."

[Old Zhou, call Lao Zhou, call Lao Zhou! ]

[Call Old Zhou! ]

[Zhou Zeqi: What is the name of the ghost? ]

[Wu Fengyi: Xi Shui and their show, can we go and see it?I haven't been to the Grand Theater yet. ]

[Zhang Kan: Add me. ]

[Teammate 1: They usually have family tickets, you can ask. ]

The group was silent for a while.

[Zhou Zeqi: Family ticket?Whose family are you? ]

[Meng Kewen: I asked Lin Xiaojin, he has a family ticket and gave it to me, Lao Zhou, let’s go together, don’t care what they do, they want to buy it online by themselves. ]

[Teammate 1: I checked the ticket price, it’s not expensive. ]

[Wu Fengyi: Then I'll buy it. ]

[Zhang Kan: I will go too. ]

[Teammate 1: Already sold out. ]

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the ticket gate of the Grand Theater will start to check tickets, and the audience will start to enter the venue one after another. The staff, the dance troupe and students participating in the performance will arrive at the backstage several hours in advance.

Xi Shui let Li Weiwei smear on her face. Li Weiwei studied the makeup of several characters for several days. Instead of asking a makeup artist to come, she might as well do it herself.

"We'll rehearse again later." Li Weiwei got very close, squatting in front of Xi Shui.

Xi Shui closed his eyes and said "um" absently.

Lin Xiaojin came over, swinging a gorgeous crown, with a look of disgust on his face, "I'm a good young man, but I'm playing a dead old man!"

Xi Shui: "But you are the king."

Lin Xiaojin sat down next to Xi Shui, covered the wig on his head, grinned and said, "I saw the chief just now, she must be dancing a folk dance, she is too temperamental."

Xu Wei walked in from the back door on the right, "Okay, let's rehearse for the last time, and the audience will enter the venue later."

"The Dancer" has a total duration of more than 120 minutes, four acts, divided into six scenes, the background is India, and the protagonists are the heroine Nikia and the hero Sorol.

The main character of the performance at the Grand Theater this time is Jing Wu's "Dancing Girl". Considering the difficulty of this dance play itself, Xu Wei and Jiang Die simplified some of the movements, and specially invited the Beijing Ballet's dedicated symphony orchestra to perform the dance. They do live accompaniment.

After the rehearsal, Xi Shui went to the locker room to change his clothes. His role was a warrior, so Li Weiwei deepened his facial contours with shadows to make him look more heroic.

He put on the hair accessories, picked up the saber sword from the table, and weighed it in his hand, it was quite heavy.

When the announcer's bilingual broadcast sounded on the radio, Xi Shui was peeling peanuts in the background to eat.

He was a little nervous. This was the first time he performed a complete ballet in front of Zhou Zeqi. He had performed it before, but he didn't know that Zhou Zeqi was in the audience at that time.

The set of the first scene has been completed, and the curtain is slowly opened.

This field is mainly the performance of the high priest, dancer and warrior. The warrior and the dancer fell in love at first sight, but they were secretly peeped by the high priest. In India, the dancer is dedicated to the gods. Nikia's behavior is a kind of respect to the gods. Blasphemy.

Xi Shui stood at the side, and when it was his turn to play, he stepped out, his breath suddenly became proud and upright.

This show is mainly to show the bravery and handsomeness of the warriors, and the accompaniment and movement are seamlessly coordinated.

The bright yellow costumes are gorgeous and solemn, and Indian elements are integrated on them according to the background of the story.

Meng Kewen's family ticket was next to Zhou Zeqi, Meng Kewen was sitting on Zhou Zeqi's right hand, and Wu Fengyi was sitting on his left.

"Why are you here?!" Meng Kewen was in disbelief, "You also got the ticket for the third row?"

Wu Fengyi crossed Erlang's legs and adjusted the chair to a comfortable angle, "I have money, so I can't get anything."

"But you don't understand it, do you understand it?" Meng Kewen had listened to Lin Xiaojin's explanation from beginning to end several times, not to mention Lao Zhou, he didn't need Xi Shui to explain to him, he went back to do it himself homework.

"Don't worry about it." Wu Fengyi said.

After a few seconds, Wu Fengyi moved to Zhou Zeqi's shoulder, "Which one is Xi Shui?"

"..."

"Which one is Lin Xiaojin?"

Zhou Zeqi clicked his tongue and bumped into Meng Kewen, "Change your position."

Meng Kewen: "..."

Meng Kewen reluctantly changed places with Zhou Zeqi. He put the brochure in his hand on Wu Fengyi's lap, "Look for yourself, the characters are all explained."

At the end of the first scene, there was a pas de deux between Xi Shui and Hai Tinghua. It was the first time for the two to be each other's partners, but they had been classmates for two years. You have to be solid, Hai Tinghua's occasional mistakes can't be seen by Xi Shui.

In the second scene, the king fell in love with the samurai and wanted to give the princess to the samurai. The samurai agreed to the king after a short period of painful entanglement.

Xi Shui not only has a solid foundation in dancing, but also has rich and delicate emotions. He can understand the character's psychology very well. He expresses the warrior's hesitation between his lover and his future and fame vividly.

Wu Fengyi passed Meng Kewen and said to Zhou Zeqi, "I never thought Little Swan would play a scumbag this time."

"..."

Zhou Zeqi's gaze only followed Xi Shui, and he couldn't understand ballet either. After all, he didn't have lines, so he could only feel it through dance movements and their expressions, as well as changes in the overall set and their costumes.

From the first scene to the last scene, Xi Shui changed four sets of clothes and three sets of scenes.

On the stage, Xi Shui seemed to be a different person. His professionalism was impeccable, and his whole body was shining. He was the little swan of Beijing Dance, and also Zhou Zeqi's little swan.

At the end of the dance, the warrior Soroll had hallucinations and saw himself being killed by his dead lover. Soroll and Nikia performed the last pas de deux.

The curtain slowly closed, and there was thunderous applause from below.

Xu Wei looked at the expressions of the invited guests in the first two rows, turned to Jiang Die and said, "It finally laid a good foundation for them to enter the job in the future."

They believe that if the video of this performance is released, the outside world will see their professionalism in Beijing dance and ballet, and see how outstanding these children are. In short, there is no need to worry too much about the future.

As for Xi Shui, the protagonist, it goes without saying that he can almost choose any dance troupe in China.

Xi Shui took off his makeup, changed his clothes, and put on his Beijing Dance wholesale canvas bag. Hai Tinghua wiped his face roughly with the makeup remover and said, "We were supposed to have a dinner together after the performance, but it's not summer vacation." Well, many of them have already booked their plane tickets, so they can’t eat.”

"When you come back from abroad, we will cleanse you up." Li Weiwei turned his head and looked at Xi Shui reluctantly, "I'll go home later, you have to take good care of yourself abroad."

Xi Shui nodded, "You too."

Lin Xiaojin also changed clothes and came out, Xi Shui pulled the other party, "Then I'll go first, bye."

Xi Shui told Xu Wei that he would leave after the performance, and Xu Wei also expressed his understanding.

Zhou Zeqi and the others were waiting for Xi Shui and Lin Xiaojin in the square outside the theater.

There is a large group of white pigeons in the square, scattered, walking around, pecking on the ground endlessly.

The sky was dark, and Xi Shui saw Zhou Zeqi squatting on the steps at a glance. He didn't behave like a rich second generation at all. He was carrying a bottle of mineral water worth two yuan in his hand. The black T-shirt was wholesaled by the sports institute. , five pieces per person, wearing black ball pants underneath, casual and comfortable.

Seeing Xi Shui, he stood up.

Before Zhou Zeqi could make a sound, Wu Fengyi and Meng Kewen shouted together: "Amazing, awesome, awesome! So handsome, so handsome!"

The combination of the loud voices of the two people startled the pigeons in the square, Xi Shui was a little embarrassed, he walked to Zhou Zeqi's side, Zhou Zeqi cut his hair, "It's great."

"Thank you." Xi Shui said sincerely.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." Zhou Zeqi held Xi Shui in his arms, and said to the two people next to him who were still chattering non-stop. Lin Xiaojin was dragged aside by Meng Kewen to prevent him from being a light bulb.

"We're not going, what are we going to do, let's just go to the Food City and eat some rice bowls," Lin Xiaojin quickly reacted, and said, "The rice bowls are so delicious, I can eat two plates! "

Wu Fengyi also realized later, "I ate three dishes."

Meng Kewen: "Four sets!"

Zhou Zeqi looked at the three of them, and it was rare for them to be so self-conscious, so he was not polite, "Then I will invite you again when I have a chance."

Meng Kewen took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording, and confronted Zhou Zeqi, "Say it again."

"……roll."

The three laughed together and were chased away. Xi Shui looked at Zhou Zeqi, "They don't want to be light bulbs."

Zhou Zeqi: "What do you want to eat?"

"steak!"

"anything else?"

Xi Shui held Zhou Zeqi's hand, and he whispered, "I want to eat your cooking, let's go home."

"Then I have to buy vegetables." Zhou Zeqi changed the direction, took out a gold medal from his trousers pocket, bent down and stuffed it casually into Xi Shui's other hand, the gold medal was covered by Zhou Zeqi's heat.

"Gold medal?" Xi Shui lowered his head, looking at the gold medal in his hand.

Zhou Zeqi: "This is the first gold medal in my life. I thought you would go abroad, so I had to give you something. After much deliberation, this is the most suitable."

It is unique and represents Zhou Zeqi's most wanton and dazzling boyhood.

Xi Shui carefully put Zhou Zeqi's gold medal in his bag, "Then I'll give you one too, I have it too."

"Aren't you trophies?"

"Most of them are trophies, but I went to a competition abroad and that competition gave me a medal made of crystal with my name on it."

"It's expensive?"

Xi Shui shook his head, "It's not expensive for you."

Looking at Xi Shui's bright and sincere eyes, Zhou Zeqi wanted to kiss Xi Shui to death.

The two went to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

In the supermarket at night, there were quite a lot of people. Xi Shui held a large bucket of ice cream and accompanied Zhou Zeqi in line to check out. Although there was a self-service checkout area, Zhou Zeqi had to buy something else at the cash register.

However, Zhou Zeqi was pushing the shopping cart, which was inconvenient. When it was almost time to arrive, Zhou Zeqi squeezed Xishui, lowered his head into the other's ear, "Go and get two boxes, the biggest one."

Zhou Zeqi bought this before, and Xi Shui had never seen it, never asked about it, and never paid attention to it.

So Xi Shui was stunned for a while, and when he realized it, his ears were red, and he stammered, "The biggest...you're really big!"