Chapter 75
The guests sat upright and attentively.
Cameras were set up all around, recording the expressions and reactions of each of them.
The stage was surrounded by cameras on all sides, all used to film Qin Su.
Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, the drumbeats gradually rose in intensity, and the dark red curtain slowly parted to the sides.
Two rows of men in ancient costumes walked out quickly. The two at the front stood still, stretched out their arms, and flipped over on the spot, doing several somersaults in succession.
The performance then began.
The louder the drumbeats, the faster and more intense the boys' movements became.
When the drumbeat reached its highest point, a loud "thump" resounded, and the boys collectively bent over and retreated hastily.
There was a three-second silence on the stage, then the guzheng and pipa began to play, and the girls floated onto the stage like fairies.
Her flowing sleeves fluttered, and her skirt swayed gently.
The dancers, heads bowed, slowly dispersed into a circle, surrounding one person in the center.
The music slowed down, and the person in the middle gently raised an arm, while the people around remained still.
The next second, the spotlight above the stage suddenly turned on, and the moment the bright light shone on the person in the middle, she jerked her head back.
Her face was displayed on a large screen that was projected in real time.
Her beauty is unparalleled, enough to bewitch all living beings.
All was quiet.
The huge auditorium was completely silent.
The barrage paused for a moment, then erupted in a burst of screams.
Ah! Qin Su!
Now I finally understand what "stunning beauty" means, and why some women were once the most favored concubines in the imperial harem!
[King Zhou was actually myself, and Cao Cao was actually myself!]
Tears are streaming down my face. A thousand words are stuck in my throat, all I can do is keep screaming "Holy crap!"
[She looks so good in heavy makeup, oh my god, oh my god, this look is amazing!]
The zither's notes rose higher, the pipa's melody became more intense, and everyone around Qin Su looked up in her direction.
Qin Su spun around in place, while the rest of the people jogged backward.
The timing of the music and the dance moves were perfectly synchronized.
Jump, roll to the side, lie down, shake sleeves.
Qin Su supported herself with one hand, her arm and head half-spinning in the air before falling to the ground. Her legs spun around quickly, and she arched her back as a support point.
Then, with a kick and a leap, she flips back to her feet, takes a cross step forward, and changes her walking style, her water sleeves trailing graceful arcs on the stage.
The silver bottle suddenly shattered, and water gushed out.
Iron cavalry charged out, swords and spears clashing.
The sounds of the pipa and guzheng blend together seamlessly.
Qin Su stretched her arms behind her back, ran to the left, kicked forward with one leg, and flew into the air. After pausing briefly in the air, she landed and bent over, using this posture to flip twice.
Those in the know will recognize this as a leg swing jump followed by a cloud-piercing hand move and then a cloud-in-the-front somersault, all of which are technical movements in classical dance.
There are several movements where the sleeves on both sides are thrust upwards horizontally, a technique known professionally as "sleeve thrust," which is a great test of the performer's arm strength.
Performers need not only to be flexible, but also to have strength, so that their performances are both crisp and graceful.
Qin Su's speed, sense of suspension, and explosive power are all astonishingly strong; the soft water sleeves create a sense of elasticity as she moves.
The teachers in the audience were all smiles, showing their utmost satisfaction and appreciation.
But most people are laymen; they don't understand these things, they only know that it looks pretty.
As the dance came to an end, the silk ribbons cascaded down. Qin Su casually grabbed one, made a backflip motion with the purple-gold crown, and flew into the air.
The other dancers immediately stepped forward and formed a bridge of magpies with varying heights.
Qin Su lightly touched the ground with her toes, spun around on the "bridge," and then suddenly let go, making it look like she had fallen accidentally.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
She did a somersault in mid-air, and before she even landed, her sleeves were already shooting upwards.
Almost simultaneously, the female dancers leaned back and bent over, their flowing sleeves flying out.
Amidst a shower of colorful sleeves, Qin Su landed gracefully.
The forward and backward dance moves are swift and fluid, performed in one go.
She almost showed off her skills by performing a series of somersaults, including a sea-exploring somersault, a double somersault, and a point-step somersault.
The gold and blue intertwined sleeves spun rapidly, like blooming flowers, blossoming on the stage under the bright lights.
The slender tassels by her ears swayed like a line of golden light, dazzling and mesmerizing to behold.
It truly is a case of "beautiful women dancing like lotus blossoms, their flowing skirts and sleeves swirling like flying snow."
The guests were all mesmerized.
Gu Chiyan looked amazed, Cheng Fubai stared intently, Xu Shishi's eyes lit up, and Xue Jianxing's face turned red with admiration.
Chu Ge gasped in surprise, but after being reminded, she covered her mouth and forgot to let go.
Jin Xiao's mouth was wide open ever since Qin Su first did the Yuanbao jump; now it could fit an egg inside.
At first glance, Ye Yan seemed very calm, but upon closer inspection, one could notice that he didn't even blink, his hands gripping the armrests of his seat tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.
Qin Su's last movement was to slowly lean to one side, her gorgeous dress spreading out beneath her, with tassels scattering at the corners of her slightly upturned eyes.
The spotlight gradually dimmed, and the background music gradually faded away.
The more silent the surroundings, the more vivid the beauty became, making it impossible to look away.
The stage went completely dark, and Qin Su's figure disappeared.
The audience, already engrossed in the performance, couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret.
Ye Yan suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart, and some images suddenly appeared in his mind.
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(Sorry! Checking classical dance data takes too much time, I'm late! [Image of Yuan Yuan falling down and hugging a leg])
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