The full-level bigwig swept the entertainment circle after reopening

Tang shi had a ferocious expression, crying and laughing for a while, and his spirit was extremely abnormal.

He said sorry for a while, and began to abuse again for a while.

Seeing him again, facing the end of his life, Shen Xingmian didn't feel the anger he imagined, all his attention was taken away by Lu Qingyan.

He saw Lu Qingyan torturing Tang shi.

day after day.

Until death.

It was a sunny day with no clouds in sight.

Tang Shi couldn't hold on any longer, but Shen Xingmian knew that Lu Qingyan had also reached his limit.

"Look, Mianmian, I avenged you..."

Staring at the body on the ground that had gradually lost its vitality, Lu Qingyan was stunned for a long time, crying and laughing.After an unknown amount of time, he stood up and washed as usual.

Shen Xingmian stood where he could not see, tears streaming down his face.

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

After Lu Qingyan washed up, she began to choose clothes for the first time, cleaned herself up, and went out with the car keys.

Shen Xingmian followed immediately.

Lu Qingyan drove the car, touched the things in his arms, stopped at a flower shop, picked a large bouquet of roses, and drove straight towards the cemetery.

Lu Qingyan parked the car and walked alone in the cemetery.

Finally he stopped in front of the grave.

Gently placing the rose in front of the tomb, Lu Qingyan casually sat down and leaned against the tombstone, gently stroking the photo on the stone tablet. It was a handsome young man smiling brightly at the camera.

After cleaning up the surrounding area again, Lu Qingyan leaned his head against the stone tablet, enjoying the last trace of silence.

"Mianmian, don't go too fast, I'm afraid I won't find you..."

After that, he pulled out the things in his arms.

Shen Xingmian took a closer look, and it turned out to be a sharp knife!

Lu Qingyan!

He couldn't stop him, Shen Xingmian clearly realized at this moment.

This is the past, or what happened after his death in the previous life.

He watched helplessly as the man cut a deep bone-deep wound on his wrist with a knife, and blood gushed out like running water.

"If you use a gun, you can be found quickly, but it's so ugly, I'm afraid you won't want me when the time comes..."

"Mianmian..."

"Wait for me, okay?"

He murmured, time gradually passed, his voice became softer, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Consciousness slowly drifted away, and he seemed to see the person he had been thinking about day and night in front of him.

"You came to pick me up."

Stretching out to touch the young man, it was futile if he couldn't muster the strength.

Lu Qingyan tried to open her eyes wide, but found that the figure in front of her was gradually becoming transparent.

"No..." He struggled to get up.

"Don't go, Mianmian...wait for me!"

-

"A Yan! Ah Yan!"

"Mianmian? Wake up!" The familiar voice pulled Shen Xingmian out of the vortex like a straw.

Shen Xingmian opened his eyes suddenly, and Lu Qingyan's anxious and worried expression was reflected in his eyes. He immediately hugged Lu Qingyan, and big tears fell from his eyes, blurring his vision.

"Don't go, don't go..." The clear voice full of vitality was crying hoarsely at this moment, Lu Qingyan was very distressed, hugged the young man and comforted him carefully, and patted Shen Xingmian's back lightly like coaxing a baby. .

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll just be with you."

Shen Xingmian's tears flowed even harder.

"Liar." He also said that he came here because of some accident.

The more she thought about it, the more Shen Xingmian couldn't help it, and began to cry in the man's arms.

After a long time, Shen Xingmian finally calmed down.

"Do not cry?"

He shook his head.

The cool handkerchief gently pressed on the eyelids, relieving the stinging pain after crying for a long time.

Lu Qingyan wiped it gently.

"Have a meal?"

Shen Xingmian hesitated for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

It's just how could he dream about things after his previous life...

At special moments, no mistakes could be made, and Shen Xingmian seemed particularly careful.

Ask the system, and the system can't explain why.

[Don't worry about Mianmian, now I will monitor your body in all aspects, and I will definitely tell you if there is any problem! 】

Shen Xingmian nodded, and said thank you softly in her heart.

-

"House of Flying Daggers" is especially popular.

There is a lot of heated discussions online.

The finals of the World Dance Competition came as scheduled.

The seven people were the top three in the previous session: Louis, Ma Jia, and Elder, then the three from Huaguo: Shen Xingmian, Ji Yunqian, Qiu Shaoyu, and the last one: Jones.

The seven people drew lots separately, and Shen Xingmian's black hand broke out again, and he unexpectedly got the last one.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

But to Shen Xingmian himself, the order doesn't matter.

What he is going to sacrifice today is a big killer that he has prepared for a long time, so let them run for a while.

Elder was the first to come on stage. His performance in the final was very impressive and he won the points.

After that was Qiu Shaoyu, who scored equally well, a perfect high score in "Drinking Alone under the Moon", slightly inferior to Elder.

The third place is Ji Yunqian, points.

The fourth is Jones,

Majia played fifth, but this time his performance was not very good, one step behind Elder, [-] point.

This year's score is exceptionally high, and the excitement of the finals is dizzying.

Even the audience who only came for one of them couldn't help cheering for the others.

The competition reached a fever pitch, with Elder taking the stage first and leading all the way.

Second to last, it was finally Louis' turn.

Louis is worthy of being last year's champion, and Shen Xingmian couldn't help admiring watching it backstage. Both technically and emotionally, he was top-notch. Compared with last year's champion, runner-up and third runner-up, Shen Xingmian couldn't help but admire.

This set of dances has more than [-] points.

, equal to the score of "House of Flying Daggers" in the semi-finals.

When the score came out, the audience screamed.

If Shen Xingmian can't come up with a dance comparable to "House of Flying Daggers", he will only miss the championship.

But can a dance of the level of Flying Daggers be taken out casually?

No.

Everyone thinks so.

There is no such a good re-enactment of classics, unless Shen Xingmian reproduces "Flying Apsaras" in the finals.

However, anyone with channels knows that there is no large-scale stage environment for this competition, and "Flying Apsaras" can be ruled out as the first one.

Thus, the outcome seems obvious.

——Global live broadcast——

[Fuck shit!Louis is crazy, what should I do? I'm a little flustered, this score is already comparable to "House of Flying Daggers". 】

[That is to say, the scores are comparable, and Louis' own nationality and dance type add a lot of points... I believe in Sleeping God! 】

[Hahahahaha what else is it called Sleeping God, Shen Xingmian should also give up his title, now he should be called Road God! 】

[That's right, it's been cleaned up after being so dragged!Maybe if you panic, you can't even get nine points in the end. 】

[Hehe, what's wrong with Sleeping God?Can't get the first place in the semi-finals of the preliminary round?Can't win six consecutive international sub-stations?The ninth in the world dance list can't be dragged?Or are you saying that multiple dances on the list cannot be dragged?It's not comparable to you nonsense people who just pull it out, right? 】

Not to mention anything else, at least Shen Xingmian's achievements are real, no one can gossip, which makes the fans of Shen Xingmian full of confidence.

Look at the younger generation in today's world dance world who has so many achievements?

Even the older generation don't give up too much!

But even so, there are not many people who are optimistic about Shen Xingmian in the final battle, even Hua Guo is frightened, and the senior management of the Dance Association is even more gloomy.

The higher-ups are very optimistic about them this time, and their goals are set high.

"Competing for gold and protecting silver, it seems that this time the competition for gold is in trouble."

……

The last game, the time to decide the final ranking has arrived.

So far, the top three are Louis and Elder. As for No.3, Qiu Shaoyu and Ma Jia are tied.

Even if Shen Xingmian missed the top three, Hua Guo would not lose face.

Playing in the midst of a lot of pessimism, Shen Xingmian brewed a good mood.

His competition play - "Shen Ren Chang" appeared on the big screen!

The faces of the senior Huaguo dancers present all changed.

Amazing!It turned out to be smooth!

When it comes to "Shenren Chang", we have to start with the Guqin music, which was originally composed by Emperor Yao. It was originally used for sacrifices, and dances evolved later.It is only in modern times that someone restores it, but it is so difficult that few people can completely reveal the mystery.

The most difficult point is undoubtedly the whole theme - dancing with God.

What kind of dance can be regarded as dancing with God?

no one knows.

This dance is difficult to master.

If one is not so good, all Shen Xingmian's hard work can easily be ruined. After all, it is difficult for a person to ascend to the altar, but it is easy to be pulled down.

However, Shen Xingmian was not afraid, he made too much preparations for this dance and stayed for too long.

Champion, he is sure!

The distant and light sound of percussion instruments came, and the stage gradually became brighter. The candles flickered on and off, and someone slowly stepped forward with both hands holding the candle, and placed it devoutly in the center of the stage.

Accompanied by the sound of overtone flutes, wind chimes, insects, drums...

It gave goosebumps from the very beginning.

For a moment, the audience in the audience and in the live broadcast room dreamed of "Happiness" in the preliminary round.

[I rely on me, why is it this style again, Sleeping God, please forgive me, last time I watched "囍", I had nightmares at night, and now my mouth still hurts! 】

[Candlelight starts, immediately wrap up my little quilt! 】

[Grass, you won’t be scared to cry this time, will you?For the finals, I always feel that they will be better than the preliminary rounds. 】

[Why has Sleeping God's style changed recently? It's all these weird painting styles...]

……

There are no lights on the stage, only countless dim candle lights, and the dancers can be vaguely seen.

Shen Xingmian was wearing a gown with a cloud pattern and long sleeves inside. The long sleeves were slightly modified and extended to look like water sleeves. His hair was tied up and a simple magnolia hairpin was inserted.

The big drum sounded, and the overtone flute sounded.

He raised his hands up as if he was holding up the heaven and the earth, and then slowly lowered down, worshiping reverently.

"Boom—" a drum sounded, accompanied by the sound of a flute.

Shen Xingmian flicked his sleeves, and the candlelight suddenly lit up.

Then he waved his left hand, raised his hands to the sky, and slowly placed them in front of his chest in a one-handed salute.

The roaring wind gradually disappeared, and instead the crisp wind chimes collided with each other.

"Boom—boom~"

The Temple of Heaven is built, Fuze Road, dancers dance lightly, Chengyue is so heavenly!

The dancers dance in all directions slowly, with solemn and solemn movements.

He worshiped in all directions, sprinkled wine on the ground, and worshiped ghosts and gods.

As if the gods came true, the wind roared and the flute sounded solemn and solemn. He stood up with his hands facing upwards, and the rain fell from the sky.

When Emperor Yao offered sacrifices, the sound of the zither was so wonderful that the gods heard it, came down to the world, and danced with people!

Jiutian responded to the sound of Yuan thunder and universalized Tianzun.

The beating of drums was like thunder.

He bowed his head, threw his hands out vigorously, and stretched out his long sleeves.

Its shape is also as light as a frightened bird, and graceful as a swimming dragon.Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong!

His movements gradually accelerated, flowing clouds and flowing water, connecting the sky and the earth, and the gods and witches channeled spirits.

Every movement of him carries an indescribable mystery, his body is long and narrow, his waist is bent and his sleeves are upturned.He kept throwing his sleeves to the sky, praying for the gods to communicate with him, his body movements became faster and faster, as if he heard the words of God, he kept dancing, with the frenzy of talking to God.

The wind is blowing, and the witch god sacrifices to the sky!

The guqin is rough and simple, getting faster and faster, and the movements of the gods and witches are also getting faster and faster!

With a thunderclap, the sound of the zither stopped abruptly. The witch who was dancing threw his sleeves to the sky, and disappeared in an instant, and the rest of his clothes fell to the ground.

"boom--"

Huge thunder exploded beside the ears, lightning illuminated the stage, it was empty, there was no place for people to hide, the robe fell to the ground, and one's hair stood on end.