Chapter 54 How can she dance without music?
It was already afternoon and the art festival was coming to an end.
The lights in the venue gradually dimmed, leaving only a spotlight in the center of the stage, shining on the host.
"Ladies and gentlemen, as everyone knows, there will be a betting program at the end of this art festival."
"Which is more popular, the new ballet or the old ballet?"
There was sparse applause from the audience, mixed with a few whistles.
Wen Duo was putting on makeup backstage. When she heard the host's introduction, her brows furrowed slightly.
The barrage was also very dissatisfied.
[What old-fashioned ballet? It makes my sister's dance look so low-key.]
[That’s right, this is clearly classical ballet, okay?]
How much did the host receive from Lin Ya? This is such an obvious disparagement.
Is Lin Ya's dance, which borders on the edge, worthy of being called a new ballet? Hilarious!
[I feel sorry for my sister, she has to be compared like this]
[It’s okay, the male protagonist will definitely not let this host survive more than three chapters]
【Hahahahaha, that’s right! 】
Jiang Zuiyue was standing next to Wen Duo, so he naturally heard the host's comments and could keenly sense her emotional fluctuations. He reached out and gently squeezed her palm:
"Ignore that nonsense. Let them see what real art is!"
Wen Duo took a deep breath and nodded.
At this moment, on the stage of the art festival, the host looked at the audience and his voice rang out again:
As a burst of seductive electronic music sounded, Lin Ya walked onto the stage with a cat-like walk.
She was wearing an almost transparent gauze dress, and the sequined underwear inside was faintly visible under the light. She deliberately twisted her waist with every step, and the slit of the skirt revealed a large area of snow-white skin.
As soon as she came on stage, the men's eyes widened.
This.....is so tempting!
The song begins.
Every movement of Lin Ya is full of deliberate teasing. When she spins, her skirt flies up to reveal the roots of her thighs, and when she bends down, her neckline opens wide to reveal her spring scenery.
Every turn deliberately shows the curves of the body, and every look carries a naked invitation.
The male audience in the audience burst into warm applause and whistles, while the female audience mostly frowned, obviously displeased.
“Is this called ballet?”
Jiang Zuiyue watched the live broadcast on his phone and curled his lips in disdain, "It's clearly a hot dance in a nightclub."
"Where is Ji Huaishen?" Wen Duo suddenly asked.
After all, she is the next one to perform, and Ji Huaishen should be waiting and watching in the audience.
He should be watching from the audience right now.
Jiang Zuiyue raised an eyebrow: "Let me see, there should be a view facing the audience..."
She swiped the screen and quickly found a shot overlooking the entire scene:
"Oh, I found it. Let me show you."
Wen Duo took the phone.
In the picture, Ji Huaishen sits in the center of the first row with a straight posture like a pine tree, and his black suit outlines the outline of his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Unlike the men around him who were leaning forward excitedly, he looked down at the tablet on his lap with an expressionless face, his slender fingers sliding across the screen from time to time, looking very serious.
Is this in the office?
"Your President Ji is quite calm," Jiang Zuiyue chuckled, "It seems that Miss Lin's charm is not strong enough."
She poked at the men on the screen drooling at the stage:
"Look at the moral character of these people, and then look at your Mr. Ji, and you can tell who is better."
Wenduo nodded.
Indeed, Ji Huaishen is not like other men.
On the stage, Lin Ya's performance entered the final few moves.
She leaned back sharply, and her skirt almost slipped to the edge of danger, causing a burst of excited whistles from the male audience.
Several female audience members frowned, and some even stood up and left.
When the song ended, Lin Ya bowed breathlessly, her breasts faintly visible, which attracted another round of whistles.
When Wen Duo saw that Lin Ya had finished her performance, she knew that she was the next one.
She took a deep breath and was about to get up and go backstage to make final preparations when she heard hurried footsteps.
"Oh no! The sound system is broken and the accompaniment tape can't be played!" The sound engineer ran over in a panic and said.
Wen Duo's face turned pale as paper in an instant.
How can she dance without music?
Every movement of "Moonlight Swan" is closely connected to the notes. Without accompaniment, her performance would be soulless.
"What!"
Zhou Wanqing couldn't believe it and asked:
"Didn't we check it yesterday?"
Jiang Zuiyue snorted coldly:
"Do I need to think about it? It must be Lin Ya's doing."
She looked directly at the sound engineer and asked:
"Can it be fixed? How long will it take?"
The sound engineer wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice:
“Yes, it is possible, but it will take at least an hour…”
Wen Duo bit her lower lip, her chest rising and falling slightly.
..........
At this time, the host has picked up the microphone.
"Next, please welcome Miss Wen Duo to perform the classical ballet "Moonlight Swan"!" The host's loud voice echoed in the venue.
However, the stage was silent and no one appeared.
The audience began to stir, and whispers spread like ripples.
The host awkwardly pressed the microphone button, then forced a smile after a moment:
"Dear audience, please wait a moment. The accompaniment for the next song cannot be found. Please wait for an hour."
Hearing this, the audience became furious.
"You can even lose this? Just admit defeat!"
"Just let us wait for an hour."
"Why did you lose it at this critical moment?"
"I guess they're just stalling for time. If they can't win, they just say they can't win. What's the point?"
The mocking sounds came one after another, and Lin Ya watched it all with pride, her eyes fixed on Ji Huaishen in the first row through the crowd.
She had flirted with Ji Huaishen many times while performing on stage, but the man always kept his head down to handle official business and was reluctant to even give her a glance.
But now, Ji Huaishen raised his head.
He frowned, handed the tablet to the assistant beside him, and stood up and walked backstage.
Lin Ya knew it and snorted coldly:
"What's the use of going? The speakers are all broken, how can we have any accompaniment?
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