The full-level bigwig swept the entertainment circle after reopening

There was a gasp among the dancers waiting backstage.

"Damn it, your sister is really amazing! Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, she prefers to go to the mountains!" Song Qi patted Fu Yunzhu's shoulder with a look of admiration.

The last time Qin Ling was defeated by Shen Xingmian, she thought she would change this time, but unexpectedly she chose Shen Xingmian firmly.It really echoes the old saying, where you fall, you will get up.

The audience in the venue and the live broadcast suddenly boiled up.

This is the first match and it's a strong fight?This is too exciting!

[Ahhh, Sister Qin and Sleeping God fought in World War II, Sister Qin, come on!All shame! 】

[The bet is made, the bet is made, let's leave, guess who will win, Sister Qin or Sleeping God? 】

[Shen Xingmian just took advantage of the ancient dance last time, right?In terms of technology alone, this may not be possible. 】

[The one in front should be a blind person, right? 】

Qin Ling held her skirt and stared firmly at the stage in front of her.

She knew that Shen Xingmian was very strong, but she didn't realize that Shen Xingmian was stronger than she imagined until she fought against him.

It seems to be a mountain that can never be overcome.

It was genius like a monster.

But admitting defeat is not her creed, she thought, she had to go all out to make it worthwhile.

Shen Xingmian stood up and nodded slightly to Qin Ling: "Please."

Qin Ling was wearing a pink dance dress, the hem of the skirt gradually turned white, each piece was like a blooming flower, and the sleeves gradually changed from pink to white.Smooth black hair with a shawl, only a fringe makeup hair on the forehead.

With just this attire, almost everyone knows her repertoire.

That is Qin Ling's famous dance - "Jinghong"

The leisurely guzheng trickled past like running water, and the dark stage was full of spotlights, beams of light shone on Qin Ling, and she waved her hands slowly, vigorously and lightly.

While the posture is swaying, she is as quiet as a virgin, and moves like a rabbit.

She gently sent her hand back, and the long snake-like water sleeve jumped straight into her hand as if it had come to life.

The woman covered her brows lightly, with a little melancholy between her brows, her slender ankles touching the ground, circling one after another, her sleeves fluttering, and her skirt swaying.

The sound of the flute became faster and faster, and her speed became faster and faster, her black silk fluttered in the air, and her long snake-like water sleeves fluttered upwards.

Move the lotus steps lightly, gracefully and gracefully, with a variety of styles.

In just a moment, it touched the hearts of thousands of people.

It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.

……

After Shen Xingmian changed her clothes in the waiting room, she carefully watched Qin Ling's every movement, and couldn't help but admire Qin Ling's talent.

As expected of a famous work, if Ji Yunqian came to guard this competition, there is probably a [-]-[-] chance.

The audience was also amazed by Qin Ling's performance, and was speechless for a while.

Pian Ruo Jinghong, graceful like a dragon!

A thought emerged in everyone's mind at the same time: Shen Xingmian, it's dangerous!

Even the dancers sitting in the waiting room shook their heads one after another, Qin Ling was too fierce!

"Wow! It is indeed your sister's famous work, what a blessing!"

"Sister Qin's water sleeves are really amazing!"

"It's over, it's over, why do I feel that Sleeping God is in danger?"

"It's really hard to say."

"Which one of you has a mobile phone? Lend me?" Song Qi stood up and yelled.

"Why do you need a mobile phone?" Someone asked.

Song Qi shook her head rather wisely: "Pindao has a hunch that Xingmian is about to amplify his moves, and I have to record the screen to grab first-hand resources!"

Only then did everyone turn their attention to Shen Xingmian. Even though the opponent was so tough, he still remained expressionless and even handled it with ease.

No, being tough might just be for other people.

Someone secretly thought about it.

[Sleep God rest assured to fly!If something goes wrong, I will carry it on my own! 】

[Sister Qin has made a unique move, she feels that Sleeping God is in danger, lean on, lean on, I'm so excited, my hands are shaking. 】

[I have a feeling that Sleeping God will not let us down! 】

[Okay, let the fans upstairs take a break from your god-making plan, are you annoyed by sleeping gods every day? 】

[? ? ?What's your name bothering you?Live in the sea?Tube really wide? 】

[From Dunhuang?There are so many murals, just go out if you don’t want to see them]

[Don't be noisy (although it's cool) Attention everyone, Sleeping God is about to open up! 】

"Cha-"

The lights on the scene were dim.

"Please enjoy - fan dance "Xiaoyao""

The announcement stopped, and the spotlights suddenly turned on, focusing on the young man in the center of the stage.

The young man is dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, with a slender and tall figure, like a qiongzhi tree, or like a beautiful Kunlun jade, with a cool appearance, like a heavenly man.

A black folding fan was held between the fingers of white jade green onion, the fan was closed, and the wrist was lightly tapped.

accompaniment -

Holding the fan up, flipping back in the air, the skirt is like a fan.

Between wrist flips.

"Shua—" the fan stretched.

The color of ink meets the white of the moon, and the young man smiles unrestrainedly, feeling at ease.

Every movement was sharp and hasty, every move up and down... The hem of the skirt was messed up, covering everyone's hearts.

With one step, he almost flew into the sky, turned his wrist, and the fan was lightly lifted, and his arms and wrists were connected to the fan and pressed down, turning his body 360 degrees in the air.

The paper fan is thrown upwards, and it spirals down.

The young man knelt on one knee and swung forward swiftly, the paper fan was still intact between his fingers.

The hem of the clothes is layered on top of each other, falling on the ground, and the tail of the hair is raised forward, falling in front of the shoulders.

The surrounding lights flickered, and six dancing pillars slowly rose from the edge of the round platform.

The urgent and chivalrous accompaniment sounded.

The young man raised his head suddenly, the blue hair was disturbed, the paper fan closed "shua", and he threw it upwards, then he jumped up with a run-up, stepped on the fan lightly with his toes, turned his body almost [-] degrees to be parallel to the ground, and walked sideways on the pillar, The hem of his clothes fluttered, and his eyes were full of arrogance and chivalry.

Six dancing pillars circle the field for a circle.

With the last one, he kicked his foot hard, leaped in the air, and landed lightly with a backflip. The moment he landed, the fan returned.

……

silence--

Deathly silence—

Everyone was shocked speechless.

Where the hell is the dance? !Obviously it's light work!

Shen Xingmian bowed to express his thanks, and closed the fan.

A free-spirited and chivalrous Jianghu man immediately transformed into a dignified and elegant young man from a family.

Then there was a burst of screams overturning the roof, one after another.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

"Fuck you!"

at the same time.

In every corner, the same scene appeared.

Cheers and screams can no longer express their inner excitement.

Even foreigners who accidentally clicked in exclaimed, "Oh! Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu!"

"Sleeping God!"

"Sleeping God Sleeping God!"

"Sleeping God!"

I don't know who spoke, one person, five people, ten people, 100 people... until the whole venue was filled with passionate shouts.

Uniform and full of admiration.

Everyone waiting in the backstage was also fascinated by the atmosphere and the beautiful dance just now, and instantly joined the shouting army.

"Sleeping God! Sleeping God!"

"Ah, ah, ah, Shen Xingmian, you are my god!"

"too strong!"

"I'm going to give birth to monkeys for you!"

"Ahhhhhhh Mianmian Mama loves you!"

The audience was hysterical.

Live streaming is no exception.

Already crazy.

The screen was full of exclamation marks and ah ah ah, there were so many barrages that it was already hard to see the scene on the screen without even missing a single gap.

[Ahhh, stop posting barrage, stop me from watching Sleeping God! 】

[Who said that Sleeping God is going to turn on the big screen recording!thank you!I got it!It's awesome!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, okay? ! 】

[The martial arts dream has come true, please, let the entertainment circle next door come and see!What is light work!Stop making foolish things every day! 】

[Ahhh, stop posting, I can't see my cub anymore! 】

[It's too amazing, it's so amazing, Sleeping God looks so handsome on my face, my legs are so weak! 】

[Ma Ma asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast! 】

[I finally know why Sleeping God chose a dance mode, this is simply crushing, okay? Believe it or not, no one will break this dance today, Sleeping God is the absolute champion! 】

Shen Xingmian was helpless, but the live broadcast still had to go on. He could only comfort everyone with the microphone.

"Are you all calm down?" He said with a chuckle.

The audience unanimously replied: "No!"

"Then I'll give you another minute, okay, and then we'll continue the fight." The young man seemed to be coaxing a child, his tone was extremely gentle, like water and wind.

The audience nodded obediently: "Okay!"

After 1 minute, the scene finally returned to calm.

Shen Xingmian came in front of Qin Ling. The eyes of this proud girl were slightly red, but she was determined.

The young man stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "It's a great honor for you to choose me, and your dance is also great!"

Qin Ling smiled.

Finally, the cruel scoring moment came, and everyone already had a winner in their hearts.

Because the judges are not allowed to influence the audience, the scoring starts with the audience.

1000 spectators in the audience scored at the same time.

The host announced: "Start scoring now." In an instant, Shen Xingmian's votes soared on the big screen, while Qin Ling's votes moved slowly.

The score came out with almost no suspense.

Shen Xingmian: 898 votes

Qin Ling: 102 votes

Rolling votes.

Qin Ling's face turned ugly again in an instant.

Followed by the dancers scoring.

There were a total of 20 dancers at the scene, and the two who went out to fight were 18 dancers.Each dancer is worth 50 points per vote.

Shen Xingmian: 14 votes

Qin Ling: 4 votes

It is still the result of crushing.

"Finally, it's our tutor's turn to comment and score, please invite tutor."

Xu Yuanhai smiled and praised both of them, and voted for Shen Xingmian.

Although Lu Mingzhou was very optimistic about Qin Ling, but in terms of fairness and justice, Shen Xingmian's dance was really amazing.

"Whether it is emotionally or technically, Shen Xingmian is impeccable, out of blue!" Lu Mingzhou seldom had such an excited moment, and he wished to pull Shen Xingmian to play another song right away.

There was nothing to say, Lu Mingzhou voted for Shen Xingmian.

The last mentor Luo Yuwei.

"Xiaoling, your dance is very good, but it still lacks a little heat. You can see that your feelings are not mixed in. This dance is like stew. If you want it to be delicious, you have to let it taste!"

"But it's already pretty good. With time, you will become a great weapon, so don't be discouraged."

Qin Ling nodded her thanks.

Then, Luo Yuwei pointed at Shen Xingmian.

The first sentence made Shen Xingmian's scalp tingle.

"Xingmian, you hide really deep."