"Okay, first up is the chorus segment, 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'."

"I think Teacher Liping's dancing and walking movements could be a bit slower."

"Exhibiting an elegant and proud bearing, like a phoenix arriving in its full glory..."

As he spoke, Wang Yueheng simply stepped forward without any hesitation and repeated Zhang Liping's dance moves according to his own ideas.

Furthermore, we explained and modified the actions based on the other person's movements.

Despite the lack of musical accompaniment, it still perfectly replicated Zhang Liping's dance moves.

The supple muscles and bones perfectly showcased the movements of a phoenix singing in the morning sun.

With the swaying of his clothes, every movement was as dazzling as a peacock spreading its wings.

His expression was sacred and majestic, like a banished immortal looking down upon all living beings.

And then, in their own way, they will take the mistakes or imperfections made by the female dancer earlier and present them again.

It jumped directly from the passing grade to the perfect level.

A simple demonstration was enough to leave everyone speechless.

The muscles and bones, the posture, the expression…

It's an incredibly lifelike human-shaped peacock...

Wow!

"Wow!"

"When did Teacher Yue Heng learn to dance the peacock dance?"

"Why do I feel that he danced even more beautifully than Teacher Zhang Liping just now? He's simply the perfect incarnation of the King of Birds!"

"When she dances, she's like she's made of water. Could it be that martial arts skills help with her dancing?"...

The choir members were once again stunned and exclaimed in amazement.

It's different from the simple beauty I felt when appreciating Zhang Liping's dance.

Wang Yueheng brought them a sense of atmosphere and meaning.

A mood that is hard to describe.

Although there is no sound in the dance, it is expressed through his body.

It seemed as if I could faintly hear the different cries of each peacock or phoenix, each expressing a different emotion.

Every movement resonated deeply with everyone, like a lone traveler in the desert encountering cool, refreshing dew.

That kind of beauty is refreshing and unforgettable.

"This...this is a modified version of the peacock dance?"

Where did he learn that?

"Could it be that they started studying Master's dance a long time ago?"...

Watching Wang Yueheng perform this dance in front of everyone.

This directly elevated Zhang Liping's near-perfect dance to a whole new level.

It truly captures the mystery and beauty of a phoenix dancing in the heavens.

The dancers, who had just been full of complaints, were now completely stunned, their expressions blank, as if they were hallucinating.

Such an outstanding and breathtaking dance was actually performed by a male singer?

Could he be a hidden heir to a family of peacock dancers...?

Yang Xiaocai, nicknamed "Little Caiqi," was prejudiced against Wang Yueheng from the very beginning.

She gradually lost herself in Wang Yueheng's exquisite dance steps.

His eyes gradually became blank and unfocused.

Who am I? Where am I? Why are we here?

After finishing a short dance, Wang Yueheng reached out and gently patted the dust off his shoulder.

The entire movement was light and graceful, and the expression was naturally happy.

Like a peacock returning home after a long journey, it folds its wings and returns to its homeland in peace.

The dance of the phoenix and the luan bird singing in harmony just now seems to have become a legend that will be passed down through the ages and never be forgotten in history books.

"Slap slap"

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Finally, the crowd, who had just snapped out of their reverie from the beautiful dance, remembered to offer their applause.

At this moment, everyone's expressions were a mixture of surprise and reluctance to part.

I want to see Wang Yueheng continue performing this modified peacock dance.

Keep in mind that this is only the beginning of the dance performance, which is just over ten seconds long.

Wang Yueheng managed to make Zhang Liping's impromptu dance feel timeless and fresh.