Only a few particularly outstanding moves were left for the two to practice repeatedly until they were able to perform on stage.
To an outsider, the performance was already exciting enough and fully lived up to the audience's expectations.
As the music stopped, Han Yifei and Zhen Baozhu also froze in the final finishing performance.
Despite the cold weather, Han Yifei's chest was heaving and her forehead was slightly sweaty as she danced.
The audience was silent for half a second, then burst into warm applause.
The enthusiastic audience in the audience shouted: "Wife, I love you!!!"
Han Yifei listened, covered her mouth with her hands and laughed awkwardly, then picked up the microphone and replied, "I love you guys too!"
Her movements were cute and sweet, and she responded generously, which won her a lot of fans.
"Let us give a round of applause to Han Yifei, Zhen Baozhu and the peasant artists from the Hangezhuang Village Yangko Troupe for their wonderful performance!"
"We saw the real-time data on the big screen showing that Han Yifei's group's online support rate has reached 3 million. This is an amazing achievement! I hope the guests behind us won't be scared by Teacher Han's results!"
"Then please invite one lucky audience member to come up and draw the next group of performers!"
At the same time, the door of the waiting room was pushed open.
An Qicheng, dressed in a lion dance troupe's performance uniform, walked in steadily.
Everyone present was stunned.
Everyone looked at him involuntarily.
Half of the people here didn't know what happened in the afternoon. They thought An Qicheng had a back injury and was rushed to the hospital. He would definitely not be on stage today.
The other half of the crowd witnessed the shit-yellow mosaic incident in the afternoon, and they couldn't believe that An Qicheng could still insist on going on stage after experiencing that.
What a strong heart and strong mind that must be! ?
That's simply worse than breaking your waist.
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