The full-level bigwig swept the entertainment circle after reopening

It's not that Ji Yunqian has never seen someone who is better than himself. As the leader of the new generation of dance, his teacher put a lot of effort into cultivating him. He has seen countless masters, but only Shen Xingmian gave him a different kind of dance. Feel.

If the dance of the teachers is an expression, then Shen Xingmian feels like a retrospective.

He's the guy at Dance Central.

All the characters that only exist in history and in writing, seem to go back in time and stand in front of everyone again.

It was precisely because of this that Mr. Luo and Mr. Xu looked at him differently.

At this moment, in Ji Yunqian's heart, there is no embarrassment and embarrassment of being surpassed, and his heart is full of appreciation and fighting spirit for Shen Xingmian.

"I have the opportunity, I hope to be on the same stage with you again."

Ji Yunqian looked down at the young man, sincere and direct, with undisguised joy in his eyes.

I didn't expect this famous dancer to have such an attitude.

Shen Xingmian rolled her eyes: "My honor."

"Okay, okay, time is running out, let's go." Qin Tao's eyes changed, he separated the two, and pulled Ji Yunqian to the door.

Say hello as soon as you say hello, why are you staring at Xingmian?

Qin Tao rolled his eyes behind his back.

Ji Yunqian was caught off guard by being dragged away, and before he could react, he was in the dark corridor.

Annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head and looked impatiently at the restrained wrists.

"open."

Only then did Qin Tao realize that he was still holding his hand, and let go of his clenched fist. He stepped back and let out a low "tsk".

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Ji Yunqian and Qin Tao, a leader of the younger generation in the dance circle, and a top idol in the entertainment circle.

I saw the two walking towards the stage together.

The entire back hall fell into an eerie silence.

Immediately, it exploded.

"Fuck you?"

"Is this Ji Yunqian and Qin Tao's PK?"

"What kind of Shura field is this today? Two pairs of bosses are competing on the same stage. Today is a feast for the eyes!"

"Cowhide cowhide."

This competition is also a PK between street dance and classical dance, but it is not the same as the first competition.

Qin Tao's reputation is so great that Ji Yunqian can't match it, but Ji Yunqian is better than Qin Tao's skill, the final result is really hard to say.

The people waiting held their breaths.

On the stage, the two set off at the same time.

Shen Xingmian's eyes fell between the two of them.

It has to be said that Qin Tao is indeed capable as a top player in the entertainment industry, even if he is facing Ji Yunqian, he is not at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, Ji Yunqian, as the leader of ancient dance, has extraordinary ability, and his every posture is full of ancient dance charm.

The two sides confront each other, one side is cold and aloof, while the other side is passionate.

A confrontation between ice and fire.

In the corner, Shen Xingmian smiled slightly.

Fire extinguishes ice, evenly matched.It seems that there is no suspense anymore.

The competition gradually heated up.

"It's coming, it's too exciting, it really is a fight between gods and gods."

"At first I wanted to overwhelm God Ji, but Brother Qin is really attractive!!!"

"Take a wave of God Ji!"

"I crush Brother Qin!!"

Everyone was discussing in full swing.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations.

I thought Ji Yunqian would win, but unexpectedly, the final result was a draw.

Ji Yunqian: 2 votes from the judges, 447 votes from the audience.Cumulative: 647 votes.

Qin Tao: 1 vote from the judges and 547 from the audience.Cumulative: 647 votes.

Abstentions: 6 votes.

The two unexpectedly tied the score and entered the third round.

What happened next was no surprise.

It is worth mentioning that Shi Xi won the praise of Xu Yuanhai with the modified sword dance, got two votes from the judges, and finally narrowly defeated the opponent by one vote, and successfully entered the next round of competition.

"The next group, No. 6 and No. 31 are ready."

The main event is coming!

Everyone immediately cheered up.

Shen Xingmian stood up slowly, raised her head and looked in the direction where Qin Ling was. The bright and gorgeous woman opposite smiled at him, and the young man's lips curled up slightly.

[Qin Ling: China Song and Dance Theater will be the next principal, graduated from Imperial Dance Academy.

He has won the Taoli Cup, the Lotus Award, the highest award in the whole dance competition, and won the third place in the world dance.

Dance level: 4+

Good at: classical dance, sleeve dance]

The two stepped up one after the other to get ready.

Shen Xingmian came to the dressing room, and a set of bright red sleeves appeared in his hand out of nowhere.

This is specially customized for "Red Refining" from the system mall by spending a lot of money.

"Wow—" the hem of the clothes instantly unfolded.

The hem of the radiant red dance dress dropped instantly, and the skirt shone brightly under the shimmering light.

Shen Xingmian quickly put on the dance clothes, and put the sleeves in the cuff pockets specially made by the system.Shen Xingmian still needs to keep her long hair because of the needs of the dance, so that the audience can also integrate themselves into the characters.

[System, change hairstyle. 】

A flash of light flashed, and the slightly long black short hair had turned into silky and thick long hair.

He was ready, just stepped out of the dressing room, there was already a cry of exclamation from the other side of the stage, and Shen Xingmian's steps stopped.

It seems that Qin Ling has already entered the venue.

Qin Ling was already level 4+, a little higher than Ji Yunqian, and Shen Xingmian couldn't help being provoked to fight.

He stood in the depths of the corridor, with the stage in front of him. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and had already transformed into the protagonist of "Red Refining".

He pulled out a red ribbon from his pocket. The ribbon was so thin that it was faintly visible through light.

Hold the hand and cover the ribbon over the eyes, fingers fly, and tie a knot at the back of the head.

The young man walked slowly to the center of the stage.

Under the spotlight, the young man was dressed in fiery red clothes, with glittering gold trim on the collar and sleeves, the hem of the clothes reaching to the ground, and the black-colored belt as the main color, which was tied around Shen Xingmian's slender waist.

The short black hair that looked easy to touch has also turned into long hair like a waterfall.Compared with the tightly restrained headgear in the TV series, this lock of hair seems to grow naturally, smooth and thick, full of immortality.

The most terrible thing is the red mark covering the eye.

Covering those passionate eyes made her look even more attractive, and her pale lips felt a little sickly and broken, making one want to hold the young man in his hands and take good care of him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Damn it, this look is absolutely amazing!"

"Sleeping God!!!"

"Sleeping God, I love you!!"

A more enthusiastic roar broke out on the stage, almost toppling the roof, and couldn't stop for a long time.

Even the people in the backstage were shocked.

"Damn it, I just said it's no wonder Xing Mian didn't put on a dance dress for rehearsal, so the surprise is here!!" Song Qi stared at the screen without blinking her eyes.

"This is too beautiful!"

Because clothing and makeup were not easy, Shen Xingmian had a system in hand, and only asked the makeup artist to simply apply a base makeup.

The rest will be taken care of by the system.

Facts have proved that the products produced by the system must be high-quality products.

Ji Yunqian looked at Shen Xingmian on the stage, his heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable sourness spread in his chest.

Shen Xingmian.

He kept chewing on the name, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

on the stage.

Shen Xingmian and Qin Ling faced each other from afar, with a fighting spirit.

The show begins.

At this time, people were surprised to find that both Shen Xingmian and Qin Ling danced like water sleeves! !

It's just that Shen Xingmian was dressed in red, and Qin Ling was dressed in white.

This battle between dragons and tigers is likely to be fierce.

However, the dancers waiting backstage thought otherwise.

Shen Xingmian is indeed very strong, but this is limited to what he is good at.Water sleeves are not in his area of ​​expertise. Even with experience in small games, most people still agree that Shen Xingmian will lose.

It might not be the case for other things, but for Bishuixiu, it's Qin Ling!

Domestic water sleeve No.1!

Everyone sighed in their hearts, thinking about how to comfort Shen Xingmian when he lost, and it would be best to drag the boss into his own dance troupe.

Shen Xingmian had no idea what these people were thinking.

He has completely indulged in "Red Refining".

Compared with some children's love, "Chi Lian" itself is more inclined to family and country feelings.

It tells about the son of a general.

When the country was stable, he was happy to be a dandy, content to enjoy himself, but when the city was ruined and the building was about to collapse, he resolutely went to the battlefield. In the end, with white hair and white hair, he exchanged his blood for a ray of life for the country, and fell asleep forever. Not to return to the country.

The luxurious accompaniment in the early stage sounded slowly.

The toes are tapped lightly, the youth is blindfolded with red gauze, and the sleeves are not out.

Gently turning around, the water sleeves burst out, like water snakes, around the waist, like water stretching and rippling.

Hooking and flirting, the young man flew into the air, his feet flipped back and forth, and the redness was smeared in the air; With sleeves hanging down, he waved lightly.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

The skirt is like a flying phoenix, and the sleeves are like snow.

The accompaniment gradually became more urgent, and the horn sounded.

The young man's flying movement stopped suddenly, the red silk covering his eyes completely slipped off, and the light just shone on the young man's eyes, beside the end of the eyes, the red outlines the flames, blooming enthusiastically.

Those eyes that were passionate like water were soaked in the color of water, and the color of water slowly left a water mark on the delicate face, drifting and shattering.

The beating of drums, the sound of horns.

Interlaced sounds, the city was broken.

The ribbon fell slowly and floated on his lips. The young man bit it lightly. As the drums and horns became more and more urgent, his footsteps became more and more hurried.

He raised his head, with red silk dangling from his mouth, he flicked his hands, and his sleeves fluttered to the left and right.

Spin.

The body is like a phantom, and the skirt is like a newly blooming flower petal.

His speed is getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, there was a heavy drumbeat, then the music stopped suddenly, and the lights dimmed.

"Woooo—" the horn sounded from afar.

The lights light up lightly, only hitting the young man's place,

That head full of blue hair has long since turned into snow-white, and the ribbon in her lips has become a headband, gently binding the white silk.

The water sleeve in his hand has turned into a life-threatening weapon, and he swung it wildly.

Or running or jumping or volleying, the red sleeves are flying all over the sky, like blood splattered on the battlefield.

The accompaniment became more and more urgent, and the figure of the young man became faster and faster, leaving only afterimages.

"Boom—" the last drum sounded.

The trumpets had long since ceased.

The young man charged up, jumped into the air with a somersault, turned 360 degrees in the air, and threw his water sleeve upwards.

Closing momentum, turn around.

Finally, it fell flat on the ground, and the youth lay on the ground.

The red silk tied to the white hair fell quietly at some point, and the snow-white long hair scattered like a waterfall. The red silk fluttered gently and slowly fell on the young man's Adam's apple.

defeated.