"This... this is the Nanjing Flowers, right? Sister, kill me!!!"

“I’ve always known that cheongsam is beautiful, but I didn’t know it could be this beautiful, ahhhh…”

"Just now it was the ancient beauties, now it's the modern thirteen beauties. I boldly predict that there will be another dance to come!"

"I'm here to do the math again! There are 7 young ladies in The Beauty Walk, and 13 young ladies in The Flowers of War, which only adds up to 20 people. There's still one person who hasn't appeared yet, so there must be another dance!"

"So, in one week, Sister Wan and the others choreographed three dances? That's amazing! Our Chinese team is awesome in this Starlight Competition! Cheer for our Chinese team!"

"Ahhh, 13 beautiful girls with great faces and bodies are walking towards me. This scene can be used as a screensaver if I take a screenshot! It's so beautiful!"

…

The comments were so lively that netizens stared at their high-definition screens without blinking.

The audience at the scene didn't even dare to breathe.

In the swirling light smoke, 13 stunningly beautiful cheongsam beauties walked slowly towards them. The visual impact of this scene was too great!

Needless to say, Ye Wan who was standing in the middle.

The patriotic hatred she expressed in the preliminary round has made all the contestants from various countries and the audience remember her.

Fei Tian's memory of her deepened.

At this moment, Ye Wan, wearing a brown long-sleeved cheongsam with peony flowers, walked slowly all the way. Although she had a stunning smile on her face, the people in the audience felt that she would pull out a gun in the next moment.

The same is true for the beauties around me.

The light red cheongsam was embroidered with twin lotus flowers. When she spun on tiptoe, she looked like a peach blossom blooming on a branch.

But no one knows whether the peach blossom will turn into a bloodstain blooming on the enemy's chest in the next moment.

Cyan, green, purple, pink...

There are 13 people, and each one is wearing a different cheongsam.

The colors are complex but not messy.

The graceful dance steps seem to step on people's hearts with every step.

Then, amid a more intense burst of gunfire, they fell to the ground one after another.

One after another, beautiful figures appeared in front of everyone in such a tragic and decisive way.

It is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

“Ahhhhh…”

The barrage of comments began to flood the screen, and everyone at the scene thought the lights would be dimmed, but they remained the same as before.

Lightly and shallowly, it casts countless light and shadows.

And the soft Wu dialect that made people feel their ears numb and their hearts melted rang out again.

“…

I have a love affair.

Sing it for you gentlemen.

Gentlemen, please calm down.

Let me sing a song of Qinhuai scenery..."

On the stage, the 13 people who had fallen to the ground and were motionless curled up their bodies and slowly poked their heads out.

“…

The Qinhuai River flows slowly,

From Pangu to the present day, the beauty of Jiangnan and the elegance of Jinling,

The halls in Zhanyuan are vast and deep.

Bailuzhou is a paradise with rippling water..."

Standing up again, the 13 people did not look back, leaving only a graceful back to the audience, and then walked gracefully into the distance in the rising white mist.

Above my head, the already dim light gradually dimmed.

The 13 back figures became darker and darker, and finally, they turned into 13 shadows.

Then, it disappeared completely!

The barrage exploded.

(End of this chapter)