The full-level bigwig swept the entertainment circle after reopening

Backstage.

Ke Ran looked at the immortals falling down, and Shen Xingmian, who was surrounded by stars and moons, became even more angry.

These should have been his!

Those adoring eyes, those enthusiastic fans, those surging cheers!It should all belong to him!

It's all Shen Xingmian's fault, if he didn't fight against him at the beginning, he lost face in front of other dancers and was excluded.

Just wait, Shen Xingmian.

Whatever you eat, you have to spit it out completely!

There was a ferocious smile in Ke Ran's eyes, thinking that when he fell off the stage and couldn't control his ugly appearance, he felt refreshed physically and mentally, and almost screamed to the sky.

So, looking at Shen Xingmian's appearance as an immortal, he no longer felt dazzling, and was even extremely excited.

In the corner of the auditorium, a black figure looked at the stage like ordinary audience.

A black peaked cap was pressed on the head, and a black mask was worn, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, full of evil intentions, so cold that people dare not look at each other.

That idiot Ke Ran is so stupid and cowardly, he probably only dared to use wax as a trick.He was kind enough to help him, and he just hoped he wouldn't be too surprised when the time came.

He snorted, and then disappeared into the hall.

In the first row of the auditorium, Lu Qingyan turned his head and looked back as if aware of it. He frowned, but found nothing unusual.

Lu Qingyan sat on the seat, not knowing what was going on, her chest was stuffy, and her heart was flustered.

He barely suppressed something was wrong, and stared at the stage intently. The first stage he came to see as a boyfriend today was very important to Lu Qingyan.

On the stage, Shen Xingmian landed slowly.

Stepping on the stage with bare feet, the flowing white mist is like walking among the clouds.

The white arms that seemed to be integrated with the white clothes swayed slightly, with long and slender fingers, fluttering along the contours of the perfect face, and the white streamers were blown by the wind, hunting and hitting his delicate, sculpted face.

There was no desire, no desire, and no emotion in his eyes.

The cool and elegant fairy air scattered.

Up, down, turning, rolling, every movement is light and elegant, a silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, flowing freely with the hem of the clothes, the clothes are tight and tight, perfectly showing the curves of the youth's figure.

Everyone was stunned to see it, but they didn't dare to exclaim aloud, for fear of blasphemy.

But there are still people who can't get excited and type passionately on the barrage in the live broadcast room.

【Guanghan, Luna...】

【He is so beautiful. 】

[I don't even dare to breathe heavily, I beg the program group to have a recording, I really can't help it, this person is really amazing, crazy for Sleeping God, drunk for Sleeping God, hitting a big wall for Sleeping God ...]

[White clothes and eyelashes, silver hair and silver eyes.Take a look at those fairy tale dramas, this is the real fairy beauty from all over the world! !Gan, I'm afraid the entertainment industry doesn't have a face comparable to Sleeping God, right?I really admire this beauty. 】

[If Sleeping God plays Xianxia drama, even if I am a fool, I will watch it! 】

[This appearance is so beautiful, I really feel the Buddha's light in the Sleeping God. 】

[In front, the fairy tale drama, classical dance can't do without Mianmian! ! 】

Circle, swim, change, illusion... Every movement of the young man is done in one go, flowing, he is not performing, he seems to be the moon god, dancing in the cold.

Tan Hai turned over, his body swung downwards, one foot turned up in a circle, turned over gently, the flowing skirt was like a huge lily, swaying gently when blown by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, he charged up and jumped up.

Flipping in the air, two feet landed one after another, like a huge fan, kicking Zijinguan backwards one after another.

In the air, the slender legs are split apart, the hands are floating up, the head is gracefully tilted back, exposing the blue blood vessels, which are clearly visible.His back touched the top of his head, like a soaring fairy.

White skirt, little red plum.

He fell to the ground, as lightly as if he could fly.

……

[It's so beautiful, so beautiful, I'm tired of talking. 】

[I, who never chased stars, was fascinated by this man. 】

[Laxatives, a family of dancers, my parents and elders accompany me to chase stars, and I am also called Mian Shen Teacher Shen. 】

【Gah, kicking the purple gold crown upside down is a girl's technical move. It's difficult for a girl like me to do it. Why is Sleeping God so easy to do? ? ?I began to doubt life. 】

[I also suspect that in life, a boy from Zijinguan can do better than me, I am really shocked. 】

[Mama asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast, and I said I was watching Luoshen. 】

[Mama asked me why I added the screen, of course it was because the screen was dirty prprppr]

[Wait, I remember Sleeping God's dress is pure white, right?Why has it changed now?Is it another special costume, and there are more exciting things in the future? 】

In the center of the stage, his toes lightly drew a circle on the ground, raised his head, and spun on the spot, his skirt fluttering like waves.

The redness on the white dance clothes is getting stronger and stronger.

Where is the red plum!It's obviously blood! ! !

[Holy shit, isn't that Hongmei?What is the silver light that just flashed by?Fuck, there's blood on Sleeping God's skirt, right? ? ? 】

[No way...it seems to be...could it be a special arrangement? 】

【fart!Don't you have names, Guanghan Guanghan, even if it's a dance drama, it has nothing to do with this scene, right? ? 】

[Grass, what flashed across the stage just now, what stuck to the skirt...was broken glass?Did Mianmian go on stage barefoot today? 】

a few minutes ago.

Backstage, Ke Ran saw Shen Xingmian walking smoothly on the stage, dancing on the stage, even performing somersaults and kicking the Zijinguan upside down perfectly. He stood up inconceivably, and the stool behind him made a harsh sound.

The other dancers were fascinated, but suddenly interrupted by this, they all frowned, and looked into the corner where the sound came out, only to find that Ke Ran looked strange.

Isn't it true that seeing how powerful the sleeping god is, you feel unbalanced?Everyone complained in their hearts, and then focused their eyes on the stage.

Just when everyone was mesmerized.

Lu Qingyan was the first to discover the abnormality.

He sat in the first row, even the closest place to the stage was seven or eight meters away.

The more the youth danced, the more flustered Lu Qingyan became.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly and stood up.

He saw spots of blood on the hem of the youth's white skirt, and he was not mistaken, it was blood.

In order to prevent mistakes, he looked over again, only to find that the sudden white light dazzled his eyes.He couldn't help but close his eyes, then opened them again.

That's...glass! !

Lu Qingyan wanted to rush onto the stage, but her feet had already stepped out.

But at that moment, he hesitated.

……

Shen Xingmian had already discovered the abnormality when he went to the ground, because he needed to go barefoot for this dance, and needed dry ice decorations for the dance scene, so after confirming the song selection, he communicated with the director who arranged the stage as soon as possible, hoping that the stage must be kept smooth No impurities.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, fine and small particles got stuck on his feet.

Shen Xingmian was startled suddenly.

Between lightning and flint, he distinguished the material—it was glass slag.

In an instant, his heart became serious, and when he suddenly thought of Shi Xi telling him that Ke Ran was going to do something wrong, his eyes suddenly became cold.

He must end this dance perfectly.

I just hope... Ah Yan doesn't see it, although Shen Xingmian knows that the probability is very low, because he knows that Lu Qingyan will come to every one of his performances.

Ah Yan, don't stop me.

Perhaps hearing Shen Xingmian's heartfelt voice, Lu Qingyan retracted the foot that had stepped out.

Mianmian regards dancing as more important than life, he can't...

cannot……

The man closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were dark, and his heart was bleeding with pain.

The blood in the hem of the youth's skirt splashed into his heart drop by drop like magma.

Impatiently cursing from behind came from the audience.

"What's the matter with this man, he hasn't sat down yet."

"Hey, those in front sit down, we can't see behind us!!"

Lu Qingyan's throat moved, barely suppressing the anger in his heart, and walked to the outside of the court step by step.

"Bai Qin, block the entire program group and don't allow anyone to go out."

"Call out all the monitoring of the program group."

"Tell me about Mianmian's participation in the program group in detail, don't you know? If you don't know, just ask. Did you feed the salary to the dog?"

"Contact the medical team and the nearest hospital immediately."

"Hey, Lao Qin, come to the program team, I have something to do for you."

After arranging things one by one, Lu Qingyan ignored the obstruction of the program group and came to the exit where the dancers left.

He stood on the side, and the picture was clearer.

The blood under the young man's feet became thicker and thicker, and Lu Qingyan could almost smell the blood.

The white dress could no longer conceal the blood that continued to spread.

[Fuck, it's really blood, God of Sleep, please stop! 】

【Why is there so much blood? What are the show crews doing? Don't you know how to clean up the stage? ? 】

【Stop it! 】

[Mianmian!stop! ! 】

[Please, please stop! 】

[There's a lot of blood, director, don't you know to stop it!Are you worried that something happened to Sleeping God? 】

The director discovered this almost at the same time.

Realizing that Shen Xingmian had no tendency to stop, he gritted his teeth and planned to continue. Shen Xingmian was the last one to appear on stage. As long as this dance is over, the live broadcast can be successfully completed!

The skirts of youth are more and more colorful.

There was a lot of cursing in the barrage.

[Stupid. Forced the program team, I didn't see it all like this, and I still filmed it! ? 】

The director finally couldn't help but wanted to stop, but was stopped by Lu Qingyan.

After a burst of scolding in the barrage, the scolding gradually disappeared.

[Mianmian, stop quickly! ! 】

[Please, please stop, you won't be able to hold on. 】

[Although I also want to stop Mianmian, my grandfather said that dancing is like opera, once it starts, no matter what happens, it cannot be interrupted. This is an artist. 】

[This good show has already begun, even if they hear the end of the song...]

Everyone in the live broadcast room looked silently at the young man who was still immersed in the dance, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.

does it worth?

Is it really worth it?

On the stage, the young man flicked his sleeves, and the hem of his skirt fluttered.

His eyes sparkle.

As if to say - of course it's worth it.