After a brief opening introduction, the semi-finals of the Starlight Competition officially kicked off.
When the host introduced that the first program to be performed was that of the Chinese delegation, everyone in the audience raised their eyes and looked over.
The stage was dark.
There was a low and pleasant sound of Sanskrit, which made people subconsciously hold their breath and prick up their ears, wanting to hear the whispers and chants clearly.
Bang! When the spotlights came on, everything in front of them made the two thousand audience members and the judges stare wide-eyed.
The charming and enchanting girls on the stage were wearing the same gorgeous clothes.
Gold breast wrap.
Colorful tulle skirts.
The clothes are extremely gorgeous, but they don't feel vulgar at all. They make people feel like ethereal and beautiful fairies.
There are six frozen fairies on each side, each with a different expression.
Some hold a pipa in their hands, some hold a bone bell, and some lightly raise a jade flute to their lips.
Whether sitting or standing, her towering hair and elegant look reveal an air of nobility that cannot be violated.
In the middle, a beautiful fairy is standing with her hands clasped together and her eyes slightly closed.
The picture is as beautiful as an ancient painting with excellent colors.
When the music started, the audience realized that there was more than one person in the center.
Like phantoms, several faces slowly emerged from both sides of the motionless fairy in the middle, and then turned into pairs of arms.
"Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara!"
As exclamations rang out from the audience, the music started and the dance began.
“Kucha’s brush and ink, thousand-year-old wall carvings;
Neither immortal nor demon, but with the basic nature of Prajna.
In the previous life , the Buddha who came from a foreign land and lived in thousands of caves for a long time did not steal the light but secretly engraved it .
Looking eastwards to my homeland, I write Chinese characters to the flying sky.
Go west beyond Yangguan Pass and paint a picture of an ideal country beyond the sky..."
In the first row of the judges' seats, Camille looked at the dancers on the stage with amazement, forgetting to blink.
Every drum beat seemed to strike deep into her soul, and Camille quickly glanced down at the program.
This dance is called Flying!
“…
Daydreaming of me, singing day by day,
Flying celestial paintings, pipa carvings, Luban wooden cranes, Wanhu fire control, fate and me, I'm about to fly...
Kuafu, Chang'e, Bahuang, delusion, which chapter of Shanhaijing have you read?
I once wished to fly to the sky.
Lu Ban, Wan Hu, Bai Dai, ideal, echo from the universe,
There is a flying celestial being holding up the sun!
..."
The fairies on the stage danced gracefully to the sound of timeless and distant music.
Every gesture is full of charm and seduction.
The figures are graceful, the movements are neat, and the flow is amazing.
When the clear voice of "There is a flying fairy holding up the sun" was rang out, the dancing fairies seemed to fly up to the air, and then, they froze above the stands.
As the breeze blew, the ribbons wrapped around the fairies' arms moved with the wind, looking enchanting and lively, showing their melodious and light grace.
The music faded away little by little until it stopped.
The auditorium was so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Applause broke out, and in less than a second, two thousand people in the stands stood up and clapped loudly.
“Amazing!”
"The most amazing thing is China!!! It's hard to imagine that this is actually a dance!"
"I finally understand why China has so many myths and legends. The fairies in the myths are so beautiful and gorgeous that they make people linger, right?"
There was constant discussion as the dancers who were suspended in the air by wires slowly landed on the ground.
In addition to the long-lasting applause that greeted them, there were also scoreboards displayed in front of the judges.
(End of this chapter)