Chapter 104: ln Full Bloom

Lin Weiwei caught a glimpse of Wang Yan and quickly waved her hand. "Come here, it's about to start! "

Lu Yuanyuan whispered, "A dance drama is different from a solo dance. There is a plot to it. Look carefully. "

Nawu showed off. "This drama is the mini version of a major drama. Now, Liu Li is performing the student version of a major drama of the Chinese Opera. The instructor is our school's Professor Sun Ying. If the performance is good, Liu Li will take a huge step up in her career... "

Nawu spoke so fast that Wang Yan did not understand what she was saying. After pondering for a long time, he finally understood one thing -- this play was awesome, and it was related to Liu Li's future.

Just as he was about to ask for more details, the lights in the backstage also went out.

The dance play started without warning. Before Wang Yan could recover from his shock, a recitation was heard in the darkness.

"In 33 B.C. , chief Han Ye visited Chang'an and asked to marry the princess.

"Emperor Yuan allowed it.

"The emperor could not bear to part with his daughter and wanted to replace her with a palace maid. He ordered a minister to select her.

"All the women were afraid of the bitter cold in the north and try their best not to be selected, but one woman agreed to go.

"This woman was named Wang Qiang. She wore light makeup and looked natural. Her eyes were like autumn water and her black hair was like a waterfall. She was incomparably beautiful.

"Because she had offended the painters in the palace, she had been painted poorly and thus couldn't get the chance to see the emperor for three years.

"When she first stepped into Weiyang main hall, Emperor Yuan was extremely regretful and chief Hanye fell in love with her at first sight.

"This woman's surname is Wang and her given name is Qiang. She is known as Zhaojun. "

The voice filled with deep affection was still echoing in her ears. The lights had already started to turn on. Liu Li was dressed in red, kneeling on the stage.

Her beautiful hair was pulled up high on the back of her head with shining goden hairpins. Her eyelids were lowered and her long eyelashes cast shadows on her jade-white skin like ink marks.

The light shone on the side of her face, and a sense of sadness was naturally revealed through the corners of her eyes and lips.

She held a piece of coarse cloth and knelt like a statue. Her body language was so numb, empty, and stagnant, like a body that had lost its soul.

The music started, with the chimes and dulcimer as the main instruments. The rhythm was slow, and it seemed particularly monotonous and depressing.

The palace maids went on stage with their back bent forward. They walked towards the center of the stage step by step.

They were like marionettes, repeating the same pace over and over again. The oppressive feeling was simply overwhelming.

Wang Yan subconsciously shifted in his seat. He felt a little uncomfortable, and his expression became serious.

Fu Yushi, who was sitting next to him, raised her head in surprise and muttered, "Oh? His artistic taste is not bad... "

The other girls tilted their heads to look at Wang Yan. When they saw his serious posture, they understood that at the very least, Gouzi understood the emotions that the first act was trying to convey.

The content that was being performed on the stage seemed very simple, but in reality, it was a fusion of lighting, music, action design, body language, and many other elements which together created an artistic harmony. The intention was to "pull" the audience into the plot.

A dance drama was not only a dance, but also a drama. However, it could not be directly presented with lines like a drama, so it was more difficult to convey emotions.

Even if it was performed correctly and the emotions were conveyed correctly, there was still a threshold for the audience.

Cultural Literacy, aesthetic taste, artistic insight, and so on determined if one person could walk over the threshold. If one could not understand it, they would feel bored and silently complain in their heart: What is this thing?

Wang Yan actually didn't understand the plot, but he was sensitive enough to perceive the emotions it tried to convey, thanks to his high IQ.

Lu Yuanyuan explained in a low voice, "This scene is called Yeting... "

The so-called Yeting meant "the side rooms in the palace. " It was where the palace maids lived and worked.

The clothes in Liu Li and the palace maids' hands were the laundry they were about to do.

The depressing bass music and repeated mechanical movements described the palace maids' onerous daily life.

The dull repetition of endless work had numbed the palace maids.

As they moved forward, Liu Li, who was sitting alone in the corner, slowly opened her eyes, looked up at the sky, slowly straightened her body, and finally stood up.

When she stood up, her lips slightly opened, seemingly sighing but not sighing. A wave of grief and sadness broke through the air and hit Wang Yan's heart.

She was complaining about her current life!

Wang Zhaojun was not numb yet!

In just a moment, Wang Yan understood the complicated emotions expressed by Liu Li and was extremely excited.

This was not a dance, this was a stage performance!

Beautiful, San Wan!

As he praised, Zhaojun bent down and straightened her body. With the same heavy steps as the other palace maids, she slowly walked toward the center of the stage.

It was not the right time yet, so Zhaojun could only suppress the flame of hope in her heart and continue stay in the cage like a dying bird.

As Wang Yan watched, he was deeply immersed in the drama.

A few seconds later, a woman in a white dress appeared on the stage, and the music gradually became lighter.

Like a little bird, Zhaojun rushed toward her with light footsteps.

"Xiangxi, Zhaojun's dowry girl, " Lu Yuanyuan explained softly.

Zhaojun and Xiangxi looked at each other emotionally. Then, they walked off in small steps. Suddenly, the sound of a bell and zither came from outside the palace. The palace maids immediately came up and listened.

Zhaojun was at the back, but she nimbly squeezed to the front.

Her footsteps were so light as if she was stepping on a lotus flower. Coupled with her longing smile, it was as if she once again had a beautiful dream for her future life.

Amazing!

Wang Yan wanted to applaud.

In the short few seconds before the lights dimmed, Liu Li accurately conveyed the character's freshness and beauty with her body language and smile. Her performance was so good that there was no words to describe it!

When the instruments Pipa and Yaoqin were brought in, the lights gradually brightened, and the palace maids began to dance a laundry dance.

This was the first dance in the real sense. Wang Yan did not know how to describe the feeling at all. He only locked his gaze firmly on Liu Li, and his heart was filled with endless admiration for the beautiful girl .

At this moment, words were so pale that they simply could not describe a tiny part of the beauty he was seeing.

Liu Li was slim and graceful, like a willow swaying in the wind. She danced with the song, looking graceful, soft, elastic, restrained..

Until now, Wang Yan finally understood what "body music" meant.

Music, a harmonious and pleasant sound.

The music of words was the beauty of poetry, and the sounds of the words.

The music of body was graceful movements of body, and the beauty lied in the eyes.

As the saying goes, "The most beautiful sounds are silent and the most beautiful things are invisible ." Wang Yan didn't know what was good about the body music, but he was intoxicated by it and his heart was singing.

It was not until the end of the first act that Liu Li and the palace maids left the stage together. The stage set became the palace hall, but Wang Yan still felt dazed, feeling his endless love for Liu Li.

You're amazing, San Wan. You don't show your talent usually but when you do, you create a senation...

Wang Yan was not in the mood to watch what the second act. His consciousness was still immersed in Liu Li's performance, but he roughly knew the plot. Emperor Yuan invited Han Ye to a banquet, and the two parties went through a series of conflicts.

The boys' performances were good, but the main dance lacked some flavor.

Wang Yan did not understand, but he could feel it.

The third act began, and Liu Li's Wang Zhaojun appeared again. She changed into a luxurious robe and wore the crown on her head as the chief's queen. She walked slowly forward.

Wang Yan perked up again and was struck by Liu Li's magnificent beauty.

The young lady was playful, intelligent, and full of life. But on the stage, there was only one word that could describe her --

Radiant.

Wang Yan was full of joy and suddenly had a huge interest in the dance drama. He felt that this kind of arts could really give people a different kind of spiritual satisfaction.

Of course, the prerequisite was that there had to be a beautiful and excellent dancer like Liu Li.

As he was lamenting, the plot developed to the point where Chief Han Ye fell in love with Wang Zhaojun at first sight. The chief with a big beard suddenly stepped forward to perform the dance.

F*ck!

Wang Yan was stunned and felt thrown out of the drama instantly.

Big Beard, you f*cking touched my wife!

In a pas de deux, physical contact was inevitable. Wang Yan had long known that this would happen, and he had thought that it was completely understandable.

However, at this moment, he realized..

F*ck!

I might have been transformed into a lemon essence, so sour!

To be fair, this pas de deux was super beautiful. Liu Li's core control was very strong, and all kinds of lifting movements were like a stroll in the air. It was full of graceful beauty as the principle of gravity did nothing to her.

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On one hand, Wang Yan really appreciated it, but on the other hand, he could not suppress the jealousy in his heart.

All of a sudden, he thought of the question Liu Li had asked the day before yesterday.

"Lin Weiwei and other girls who study the national standard dance have to cuddle with their partners in practice every day for two to three hours. If you were Weiwei's boyfriend, would you mind it? "

But San Wan, you girls who study classical dance also have pas de deux?

Were you asking for yourself? !

Wang Yan was a little annoyed. For the first time, he was not sure of his answer.

He calmed down, leaned back in his chair, and silently watched the interaction on the stage.

The costumes for classical dances were conservative and thick. It was not as hot and sexy as the dancers who did national standard.

Liu Li's long skirt was double-layered and dragged to the ground. She also wore a pair of pants reaching to her ankles. As the skirt fluttered, she looked like a fairy.

There were actually not many movements like lifts and hugs when it came to physical contact. They just used the implicit expression methods unique to classical dance to symbolize the beauty of love.

Most of the cuddling movements were not touching. There was no physical contact and it was very restrained.

It was just that Wang Yan was only 18 years old and had never seen a real dance drama. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was a little shocked.

After a momentary loss of composure, gradually, the harmonious beauty that originated from real art made Wang Yan learn to appreciate the interaction of the dancers on stage.

It was just a lifting movement. I'm jealous for nothing!

...

Then, just as the whole scene was about to end, Chief Han Ye squatted down like a fierce tiger. Wang Zhaojun stepped on his knees and gently sat on his back, looking up at the sky.

F*ck! F*ck!

Wang Yan couldn't stay calm anymore. His heart was in confusion and he even subconsciously used the beauty radar on Liu Li.

He opened the special section to read the description. It clearly said "Zero experience in love". He was relieved, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Damn it, stupid dog, what are you doing? !

Isn't it childish? !

Isn't it stupid? !

Where's you respect for her? !

Wang Yan knew he was wrong after he did it, and he regretted it very much.

He didn't want to use the excuse of "I'm only 18" to comfort himself at all. It was okay to lie to others, but it was quite boring to lie to himself.

His jealousy had nothing to do with age, but it showed that he didn't have a mature worldview or a strong mentality, which led to his being so overly possessive.

In fact, Wang Yan wasn't worried that Liu Li would fell in love with another guy. If it was so easy for her to love another guy, he'd have had no chance with her at all.

The world view is not a big problem, in his heart, Wang Yan could understand the necessity of this kind of physical contact.

The only thing that bothered him was his strong possessiveness. He just couldn't help it.

So, his rational mind was in fight with his and emotional heart.

His reason told him that this dance was really beautiful, and he should not have looked at this matter with a dirty mind.

However, he felt a little awkward emotionally, and felt that only he could touchy his girl.

It was precisely because of such an intense conflict between mind and heart that he lost his reason at that moment and had that kind of childish and pretentious reaction.

Now, Wang Yan finally realized that although he was growing rapidly, in fact, he was not strong enough in all aspects, and he was still far from being a mature man...

While he was reflecting, the plot was progressing.

Wang Yan had not been able to get up the mood to watch it seriously until a certain moment.

Under the depressing music score and dim lights, Wang Zhaojun slowly raised her head and looked into the distance with tears in her eyes.

The moment the spotlight hit her, Liu Li's expression suddenly became lively. A touch of happiness leaped onto her face. It was like a ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds and lighting up the entire world.

The score gradually became cheerful. In the cheerful dance, Liu Li's smile became sweeter and sweeter. Her bright and beautiful eyes seemed to flash with light, and the joy was obvious in her face.

Wang Yan felt that what he saw was not a dance, but a poem about beautiful smiles and beautiful dancing eyes.

Even though he did not understand the plot, Wang Yan's mood still improved. Throughout the entire dance, his smiled like an indulging father.

After the entire dance ended, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Hu...

Just her expression, gaze, and body language were enough to pull people in and follow her every step she went. What a powerful performance!

Wang Yan finally understood why Liu Li loved dancing so much. This girl was born for the stage.

Below the stage, she was as smart as an elf.

On the stage, she bloomed to the full.

If he wanted to fully possess her beauty, he had to fully accept her both on stage and off stage.

...

An hour passed by in a flash.

After the entire play ended, Liu Li dashed off the stage like a little bird and rushed to the side of Wang Yan.

"How was it? How do you think of the dance play? Was it interesting? "

She was not asking about the dance play, and Wang Yan knew it very well.

The praise was right on the tip of her tongue, but when it was about to leave his mouth, it eventually turned into a complaint. Even his cautious habit with words couldn't stop him.

"You let a boy hug you, and you even sat on his back! "

Wang Yan himself didn't realize that when he opened his mouth, he had unconsciously pursed his lips slightly.

Liu Li was stunned. At first, she seemed a little hurt, but when she saw Wang Yan's genuine jealousy, she finally couldn't hold back her laughter.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her big eyes turning even brighter, then she suddenly clapped her hands and smiled mischievously.

"How about this, I'll allow you to hug other girls. Weiwei, Shishi, or other girls you want to hug. I promise I won't be jealous. How about it? Is it fair? ! "

How ridiculous!

How could this be settled like this? !

Eh? !

Was I tricked?

Wang Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong. As he was pondering, a few shouts came from the stage.

"Liu Li, come over for the summary meeting! "

"Wow! Is that your little puppy? bring him up for everyone to see later! "

"Hey, hey, can you not display you love out here? Don't you know how many single guys there are on stage? ! "

Liu Li turned around and shouted, "Right away! "

She turned back and raised her little face at Wang Yan, about to say something but stopped.

"Wang Wang... "

"What? "

...

F*ck!

How do you want to die, San Wan? !

Wang Yan cursed silently. He rolled up his sleeves and turned around to leave.

Uh, today we're on your home ground. I'll retreat for now, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of you!

Liu Li stood on the stage and raised her head high as she watched Wang Yan leave. She felt uneasy, but more than that, she felt proud.

Dance is dance, I am who I am.

I'm never a two-timer.

I'm giving you the answer to the question on your mind!

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