Meanwhile, the Crown Prince and his entourage were also smiling, their eyes gleaming with admiration. They couldn't help but secretly marvel at the intelligence of Miss Qingyao, who could come up with such an ingenious idea. At this moment, everyone was filled with joy and anticipation for the next exciting performance.
At the start of the second act, a vast, pristine white cloth slowly appeared before the crowd, resembling a tranquil snowfield or a fleeting cloud. Everyone looked at each other, filled with curiosity and confusion: What could this white cloth possibly be used for? As everyone murmured and debated, suddenly, from either end of the cloth, like ethereal fairies, two women in white dancing dresses appeared.
Their faces were covered with a thin veil, like a mysterious veil, making it difficult to see their full features, but the vague outlines only added to their allure. A sliver of their slender waists revealed a sliver of their snow-white skin, as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat jade, captivating them. Despite this, the audience's attention was focused on the dance performance that was about to begin, eagerly anticipating the two women's breathtaking visual feast.
Upon closer inspection, everyone was surprised to discover that the two women were not wearing shoes, but instead pairs of white socks. Even more bizarre, these socks were stained with black ink, resembling stars in the night sky. As melodious and gentle music played, the two women began to dance like flowers awakened by a spring breeze.
Their dance moves are graceful and ethereal, each stride leaving a dark or light ink mark on the white cloth. These ink marks resemble the lines left by a paintbrush on paper, seemingly chaotic at first. But as the rhythm of the music shifts—sometimes surging like surging waves, sometimes gentle and muted like a gurgling stream—the two women effortlessly switch positions on the cloth, continuing their dance.
At first, everyone was puzzled by this unique performance, their understanding of its meaning unclear. But as time went on, and they carefully observed the ink marks left on the white cloth, a miracle occurred! Gradually, a magnificent landscape painting unfolded before everyone's eyes. The mountains, rivers, pavilions, and towers were all vividly lifelike, as if the real scene had come to life on the white cloth. Everyone present was deeply moved by this magical scene, and could not help but exclaim in amazement and cheer.
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