Provincial capital, TV station.
The TV station is recording a Children's Day program.
Kindergartens and schools in various cities have submitted programs, and those that are selected by TV stations are all very good.
Ye Xiaomi is a solo dance, a Tang Dynasty sword dance.
While other children would not be able to practice this sword dance, Ye Xiaomi was able to perform it perfectly. While recording a program in the city, she was spotted by a famous director.
On the stage, dazzling lights shine.
The sound of drums suddenly arose. On top of the golden drum, Ye Xiaomi's figure flashed, and the one-foot-long sword in his hand brought up a cloud of colorful smoke.
"pretty!"
There was thunderous applause from the audience. Many people were seeing the sword dance for the first time and were shocked by Ye Xiaomi's movements.
Ye Xiaomi jumped again to the beat of the drums.
Every jump can cause the player to stay in the air for a certain period of time.
This made the people around exclaim in surprise.
Ye Tian and others were also in the audience, and he clapped his hands quickly.
"Just a little fat!"
Ye Tian was talking to himself, finding fault with his child, but he didn't expect to hear a sneer from behind him.
"Do you understand? This is a Tang Dynasty sword dance, where fat is considered beautiful."
Next to Ye Tian stood a man in blue.
The man had long hair, earrings in his ears, and powder on his face.
He is extremely handsome, but the only flaw is that he is a bit feminine.
"Um!"
Ye Tian ignored it and saw Xiaomi jump up and said again: "She must have learned this sword move from her mother."
"Do you understand?"
"This is called the immortal pointing the way!" the feminine man said again.
Ye Tian remained silent. He took out his phone and started recording the video. He was going to show his parents that Xiaomi's dance would definitely win first place.
"You turned off the searchlight!" The feminine man accused Ye Tian again.
This time, Ye Tian finally looked at the feminine man.
"What's up?"
"Of course, the searchlight will affect the child's dancing. This dance is perfect and I won't allow any flaws."
"good!"
Ye Tian thought about it and felt that what the other person said was right, so he turned off the searchlight and continued recording.
"Remember, you can only record it and are not allowed to upload it online, otherwise I will sue you." The feminine man said again.
Lan Lingyun, Ma Qiqi and others were by Ye Tian's side.
Chen Xian'er is in the backstage, and these people are all holding their cell phones.
"What do you do? I'm recording a video, is it your business?"
"I'm Ye Xiaomi's instructor!"
Mu Hua, a feminine man, is also the director of Shanghua Entertainment Company in the provincial capital and one of the designers of the sword dance.
"teacher?"
Ye Tian still respects his teacher, and he is doing this for Xiaomi's own good.
"So, you remember this."
"Honestly, I am Ye Xiaomi's father."
“Ahem!”
Mu Hua was stunned, but saw Ye Tian step aside, pointing at Ma Qiqi and others and said: "They are all relatives and friends, you don't need to worry."
"family?"
Mu Hua looked at Ye Tian and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I pursue art, so..."
"It's okay, Xiaomi's dance is very good."
"Of course, I discovered it in Fengcheng, and then I changed the sword dance. This sword dance is from House of Flying Daggers. Xiaomi is simply a genius. She will become a big star in the future."
"Big star?"
Ye Tian smiled. After all, people were praising his daughter, so Ye Tian was naturally happy.
"Mr. Ye, can you please excuse me for a moment?"
Seeing that the performance was about to end, Mu Hua gently pointed at Ye Tian.
This action made Ye Tian's pupils shrink, and he looked at Mu Hua again.
Mu Hua was stunned by Ye Tian's action and smiled femininely again.
"Lingyun, you guys stay here. Teacher Mu Hua and I will go backstage."
Ye Tian lowered his head and walked out from the other side, fearing to disturb other parents.
Mu Hua held his head high, not caring what others thought.
When they reached the corridor, Mu Hua took out a cigarette.
"I don't smoke, you can smoke, I don't mind." Ye Tian said lightly.
"Mr. Ye, I really like Xiaomi."
"Has Xiaomi ever received any art training?"
"Does singing count?" Ye Tian thought about it.
"Singing doesn't count. Your kindergarten music teacher's level is just so-so."
"She's not a music teacher either. She's Liu Sanniang from our village, she sings Errenzhuan."
"If this doesn't work, does Fan Ningning count?"
“Ahem!”
Mu Hua started coughing again. He seemed to hear the singing queen Fan Ningning?
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