Seeing Ye Wan run straight to the dressing room as if he knew the way there, and then take out the key to open the door, Xi Ling was startled, "Where... where did you get the key?"

"I borrowed it."

Ye Wan smiled and said, "I came to the Grand Theater once last year and met the dean. He said that if I needed anything, I could borrow the venue and costumes from him."

The door opened and a faint fragrance wafted in.

It is like an extra-large cloakroom, with colorful costumes from all ethnic groups and countries in the glass windows.

As Ye Wan walked forward, he asked Xi Lingxin without turning his head, "Senior Xi, what kind of dance are you doing?"

"I suddenly...changed my mind!"

Xi Lingxin stared at a piece of soft armor in the window in a trance.

She originally planned to dance Dai dance, and although the skirt she brought was not very suitable, it was satisfactory.

But at this moment, with so many choices in front of her, especially the Mulan armor that she had longed for, Xi Lingxin felt that this opportunity was not to be missed and must be seized.

"Well, you will look so handsome in this, so cool!"

Ye Wan looked back at Xi Lingxin and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "You have good vision!"

After receiving Ye Wan's praise, Xi Lingxin opened the window without hesitation and took out the armor and iron sword.

On the other side, Ye Wan also picked out a light red Indian dance dress.

After changing their clothes and coming out, both of their eyes lit up.

…

In the lobby of the Grand Theater, to the melodious ballet music, Mo Qingya was like a proud white swan, flapping its wings and flying over the crystal clear lake.

Sometimes he spins and jumps, sometimes he stops and looks down.

Elegant, demure and beautiful.

The music gradually came to an end, and there was warm applause from the stands, accompanied by the boys' whistles.

When the performance ended, Mo Qingya had a hint of pride on her face.

Her ballet has won awards, and the dance teacher who gives her one-on-one dance lessons is a well-known teacher in the industry and internationally.

"Qingya, with you as the leader, our school is safe this time!"

She walked off the stage breathlessly, with endless praises in her ears. Mo Qingya smiled and modestly lifted the hair behind her ears, "There are always people better than you, maybe they can dance better than me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of sonorous music rang out. Mo Qingya was startled and subconsciously looked up at the stage.

When Xi Lingxin, dressed in military uniform, appeared on the stage, the audience instantly fell silent.

Mulan joins the army.

Amid the tragic music, Xi Lingxin's originally plain face was covered with traces of gray-black smoke, but the light in her determined eyes remained.

In the desolate scene, Mulan staggered and sat down in front of the fire.

Just by looking at her relieved yet sad eyes, you can tell that you have won.

However, the comrades who left never came back.

"Bending the bow to fight as a man, I once dreamed of painting eyebrows.

I have thought of returning home many times, and I have been drinking wine, and I wish my wife Ming Fei a happy life on the clouds. "

After finishing a poem, Mulan was drunk, and the empty wine jar in her hand fell to the ground with a bang and broke into pieces.

The music ends.

Xi Lingxin stood up, holding her sword, bowed to the audience, then turned around and walked off the stage.

You could hear a pin drop in the theater. When everyone looked around, they saw that everyone's face was filled with the same shock as their own.

Mo Qingya couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart.

I wanted to be graceful and lead the applause. As soon as I raised my hand, the cheerful and upbeat music filled the theater.

Mo Qingya: ...

Everyone: ??? Amid the lively and exotic music, a water-red figure happily floated onto the stage like a wisp of wind.

(End of this chapter)