Chapter 885 The Enchantress of the Nation YYDS



The exposed waist makes her look more graceful.

The veil drags on the ground, and it seems to be blown by the wind, light and graceful.

As he walked, the golden bells tied around his wrists and waist made pleasant and crisp sounds.

The girl faces the curtain with her back to the audience. Every time she turns around, she pulls up her veil to cover half of her face, making her big, twinkling eyes look even more charming and alluring.

The music is cheerful and the girls dance gracefully.

For a moment, the people in the audience suddenly forgot that it was Ye Wan, as if they were in India's Bollywood Theater, watching a top-notch performance by a national treasure-level dancer.

The already beautiful face looks even more charming and attractive because of the exotic makeup, and she looks at you lovingly through the veil.

Not to mention the men, even the young girls in the audience felt like their hearts were about to fall.

"I finally understand why my sister's die-hard fans say, 'The Enchantress of the Nation is a disaster, YYDS. No one can stop this, okay?"

A girl from a dance academy sighed secretly, but found that no one responded.

When she looked back, she saw that her companions, both men and women, were staring at Ye Wan on the stage without blinking, and no one heard what she said at all.

girl:……

Amid the dense drum beats, Ye Wan on the stage spun faster and faster, her long red skirt almost turning into a circle.

The moment the music stopped, Ye Wanda froze.

As the last short piece of melodious music ended, the enchanting girl on the stage lifted her veil to cover half of her face, raised her eyebrows and blinked at the empty distance below the stage.

The scene seemed to be frozen, and there was silence in the theater.

When the applause rang out, everyone came to their senses and found that someone had entered the theater at some point.

And the ones applauding at this moment are them.

"girl……"

The gray-haired old lady at the head of the group was in high spirits. She looked at Ye Wan, who was about to leave the stage, with sparkling eyes. "Are you from... the Imperial Capital Dance Academy?"

"Hello! My name is Ye Wan, and I'm from the Film Academy."

"Diying's?"

The old lady was even more surprised and asked her with a smile, "How old are you? Are you interested in coming to our National Grand Theater?"

Ye Wan was stunned.

Nearly a hundred people in the audience were also stunned. They looked at each other, and their eyebrows and eyes expressed the same question: Who is this? Behind the old woman, a person who looked like a secretary introduced Ye Wan: "Hello, Ye Wan, this is President Qian of our National Grand Theater."

"Qian... Dean Qian? Is this the Dean Qian I know?"

"Look, look, I found this person on Baidu Encyclopedia."

Someone found the old woman's information and immediately read out the information on the phone screen, "Qian Baozhen, born in 1936, is a famous Chinese dance artist, the chairman of the Sixth Chinese Dancers Association, and the president of the National Grand Theater..."

The encyclopedia introduction lists several lines about Dean Qian's identity, not to mention the honors she has received.

Everyone looked at the legendary figure who only existed in legends and had never been seen in person.

Looking back at Ye Wan who had received the olive branch from the legendary figure, his eyes were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Ye Wan looked embarrassed and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm still studying at Imperial Film Academy. And my future career plan is to be an actor."

Everyone looked up, and Dean Qian smiled and expressed his understanding, and then said in a kind voice: "Then, can you leave me a contact number?"

Leave a phone number?

That's of course no problem.

Before nightfall, Ye reported his phone number to Dean Qian's secretary.

I don’t know what those people said again. Until Dean Qian and his group left, the nearly 100 people in the audience hadn’t reacted to what had just happened.

I don’t know who said, “Isn’t it time to vote?” and everyone came to their senses at once.

(End of this chapter)


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