The full-level bigwig swept the entertainment circle after reopening

For the rest of the time, Shen Xingmian just soaked in the dance studio.

In the spacious dance room, young people dance lightly.

Shen Xingmian was still dissatisfied when the final closing was over.

This is already the result of his revisions no less than ten times, but he always feels that something is almost there.

That mysterious and mysterious feeling.

cyberbullying...

[Di!The matching condition has been detected, is it possible to enable love? 】

In love?

Shen Xingmian suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a thing in his system rewards.

[Enthusiasm: According to the requirements of the host, any script can be loaded and immersive. 】

And this kind of skill?

"Turn on."

In an instant, the world was spinning.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a different scene.

It was dark and crowded at the moment.

He felt himself start to dance uncontrollably, his clothes fluttering.

However, in the next second, the audience suddenly became noisy.

Shen Xingmian felt that "myself" began to panic involuntarily, and even began to lose control of her hands and feet, and finally had to stand on the stage in a daze.

"Plagiarism!"

"Get off!"

"Go away! You don't need to sully this dance."

"..."

The people in the audience insulted wantonly.

Shen Xingmian felt that his body began to tremble involuntarily. He wanted to speak and walk in the afternoon, but found that he could not control this body at all.

He saw "myself" standing there and weeping silently, and the wanton insults from the audience pierced his heart like a sharp sword.Seeing that the judges have decided that he plagiarized, seeing "myself" depressed.

He explained everywhere, and there was no way to complain, but the culprit became famous all over the world through his choreography, gained both fame and fortune, and had countless fans.

However, what he received was abuse from strangers every day.

[Go away, why do you still have the face to live in this world. 】

【Why do not you go to hell! 】

【Die, die, die! 】

[It is a mistake for you to live in this world!If you have self-knowledge, just find a place where no one is around and die. 】

【unlucky! 】

The swearing and swearing pierced through "Shen Xingmian" with one arrow at a time.

His face was ashen, after all, he didn't think about it.

"Shen Xingmian" put on a pure white dance dress, stood barefoot on the ground, held a knife, and slashed slowly but sharply.

There were deep bone wounds on his wrist, and the bright red blood trickled down. He danced slowly, and the blood splashed on the hem of the skirt, leaving beautiful bloody traces.

The smooth ground gradually accumulated into a pool of blood, printing messy footprints.

"Shen Xingmian" slowly withdrew his momentum, his thin body finally collapsed into a pool of blood.

quietly closed his eyes

-

"call--"

Shen Xingmian suddenly opened his eyes.

The pain and grievance that went deep into the bone marrow made him unable to extricate himself, and the tears fell down in big ones, like pearls with a broken string, which could not be stopped.

He was not yet free from the influence of love.

The young man breathed heavily, and the death of suffocation made him tremble uncontrollably.

Second time.

I can only feel the passing of my own life slowly, but I can't do anything about it.

He let the tears fall wantonly, pursing his lips to cover up the sobbing carefully.

It took him a long time to recover from this state.

Lying on his back on the cold floor, he seemed to have caught something.

dance of death...

Like a demon, he jumped up from the ground.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to that "self" body.

He moved his hands up slowly, like holding the moon, and suddenly, as if stabbed by the moonlight, he knelt down to cover his face with his hands.

Suddenly, he knelt down and got up slowly.

Facing the moonlight, he started to trot, wandering around the world like a lonely soul, unable to find his way home.

He turned sideways, twisted and turned in circles, his clothes fluttered, his toes were straight like a line, like a crane.

The next moment, he fell slowly to the ground, arms crossed over his chest.

Get up, hug your legs and circle around.

……

Plain clothes and white clothes are pure and pure.

Turn around, raise your hand, and close your posture.

Although I left with hatred, I didn't change my original intention when I came back.

This is "he".

-

Ever since Xu Ziyi knew that his father was preparing a dance drama and read the script, Shen Xingmian was the first thing he thought of.

But at that time, he just thought about it and had no other thoughts.

Until one time, he accidentally heard his father complain that he couldn't find a suitable dancer, and finally planned to audition.

As soon as he patted his legs, he recommended Shen Xingmian to his father.

Xu Yuanhai didn't take it seriously at first, and only said to let his friend participate in the audition, but he never thought about it, and heard Shen Xingmian's name from Luo Yuwei.

Now he became interested, and was going to have a chat with Xu Ziyi, so he drove to the dance studio.

On the other side, of course Xu Ziyi would not let go of this opportunity. He was going to get Shen Xingmian and his father to get acquainted, and he just walked to the door of the dance studio.

The two froze for a moment.

Looking along the line of sight, someone is dancing in the dance studio.

The eyes of the two have been completely attracted by the people in the dance studio.

Every frown and smile, every move.

It seems that they are the dancers who have been cast aside and forgotten by the world, but also repay the world with songs.

A drop of tear fell.

The two looked up again, tears streaming down their faces.

……

It's him!That's him!

Xu Yuanhai's heart was full of excitement!

Although it is quite different from his original theme, he is determined!There is no better version than this one!

Seeing Shen Xingmian stop and regain his composure, Xu Yuanhai couldn't wait to push the door open and enter.

He walked quickly to Shen Xingmian.

"Can you tell me the name of this dance?" Xu Yuanhai suppressed his excitement so as not to lose his composure.

Shen Xingmian was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Xu Ziyi next to him, and said, "Return"

Call it home.

"Return?"

"Good! Good name!" Xu Yuanhai savored it for a while, and the more he chewed, the more profound it became.

"Little friend, would you like to participate in a dance drama by my side?" He asked.

Shen Xingmian raised her eyebrows, looked at Xu Ziyi again, and understood clearly: "Is it "Snow Flower"?"

Xu Yuanhai nodded, then shook his head again.

"If I could, I'd like it to be The Homecoming."

Shen Xingmian was slightly startled, did she plan to make a decision like this?But audition...

He pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It's a great honor."

Since the opportunity was given to him, how could he let it go.

Seeing him nodding, Xu Yuanhai smiled even brighter, and he shook his head in satisfaction.

Today's journey is really worth it!Get a good seedling!

He glanced at his son next to him.

Go back and deal with you, such a good young man actually told him now.

Xu Ziyi: "..." He was shot while lying down.

He wondered if he hadn't said it before, isn't it because you always don't listen to yourself?Blame him?

After communicating with Xu's father and son here, Shen Xingmian declined their invitation, and Shen Xingmian returned home.

As soon as he opened the door, the smell of food came from inside.

It's Lu Qingyan.

When he was carrying the dish, his eyes lit up immediately when he saw the young man at the door. He didn't put it down until the plate was hot, squeezed his earlobe, and walked forward quickly.

As soon as he walked in front of him, suddenly, his smile faltered, and his face suddenly changed.

"Mianmian, what happened?"