Chen Yao stared at the program book in her hand intently, with some subtle thoughts in her mind.
The program booklet mainly introduces the name of the dance performance and the story background.
The first dance program is "First Encounter", which mainly tells the story of the first encounter and gradually increasing contacts between young men and women in their youth and ignorance. It has a hazy color and atmosphere, and is hesitant to speak.
The second dance number, "Testing," depicts the interplay of a young man and woman getting to know each other and testing each other, complete with ambiguous tensions and emotional ups and downs. By this point, both parties have largely understood each other's feelings, waiting for one of them to take the initiative and break the veil.
The third dance program is "Declaration of Love". The young man takes the initiative and declares his love bravely. He pursues the woman step by step, expresses his feelings to her, and finally successfully captures her heart.
Next, the second dance program was "Hot Love", which mainly showed the warming and changing process of the relationship between young men and women, as well as the gradually maturing minds of both parties.
The last dance program was the closing piece "Perfection", which mainly showed a happy and perfect life and a bright outlook on the future.
To be honest, after reading these introductions, Chen Yao was very surprised.
Looking at this set of program arrangements, she felt as if it was customized and deliberately arranged just to be shown to someone.
The style of this performance is quite different from the usual styles of the top artists who will be performing.
This cannot be easily achieved without huge financial resources or other benefits.
Thinking of this, Chen Yao couldn't help but look at Fu Chuanlin with some curiosity. Could it be that he really tailored this for her?
If this is true, then when did he start preparing?
He hides it quite well.
Fu Chuanlin was asking the waiter to pour the bottle of treasured red wine he had specified. Noticing Chen Yao's subtle gaze, he pursed his lips and looked at her.
"Have you finished watching it? What do you think?" His gaze lingered on the last page of the program booklet in her hand.
Chen Yaohe opened the booklet in her hand and said frankly, "I'm looking forward to tonight's performance."
Fu Chuanlin nodded, a faint smile flashing across his lips.
Just at this moment, the waiter poured them all the red wine and quietly left.
Fu Chuanlin raised the red wine glass in his hand in a good mood and gestured to Shen Yao.
Chen Yao smiled, picked up the red wine glass and clinked it with his.
Under the dim light, there was an inexplicable hazy atmosphere between the two of them.
…
It won't be long before the performance officially begins.
When most people were sitting down, Fu Chuanlin took out a small blanket from somewhere and handed it to Chen Yao silently, just like he usually did in the car.
Chen Yao was stunned and replied subconsciously: "Mr. Fu, no need, I'm not cold."
Fu Chuanlin pursed his lips, his eyes swept thoughtfully over the part of her leg that was exposed due to the slit of her skirt, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Chen Yao covered her mouth lightly to stifle laughter, she just felt that this man was really traditional and conservative. She really didn't know how he chose this skirt in the first place, it was indeed very different from the other four skirts.
Moreover, no one knows where these little blankets come from, and they appear too frequently.
She lowered her eyes, a sly smile flashing across her eyes. Then, she tilted her waist slightly, suddenly leaned close to his ear, and said in a very soft voice: "Mr. Fu, you really don't have to give me this. I'm not cold at all, I'm a little hot. Maybe... I really drank too much red wine."
Fu Chuanlin only felt a gust of fragrant wind brushing past his nose, and then, Chen Yao's warm breath and the scent of red wine reached his ears, bringing a slight itch.
Her voice, sweet yet with a hint of cunning and seductiveness, kept floating in his ears, as intoxicating as knocking at the tip of his heart.
Fu Chuanlin's breathing became disordered, and he clenched his hands on his knees tightly.
His heartstrings were plucked again and again by her so easily, and the rhythm gradually became chaotic.
At this moment, in such a lively and crowded occasion, he really wanted to kiss her.
But reason finally prevailed, and he clenched his hands to suppress this thought.
As soon as Chen Yao finished speaking in his ear, the conference room suddenly became dark and all the noises quieted down.
The performance has officially begun.
She put away the thought of teasing Fu Chuanlin, straightened up and sat up in her seat, ready to start watching the performance.
In the dark conference room after the lights were turned off, Fu Chuanlin's clenched hands became increasingly difficult to loosen.
…
On the stage, the performance of "First Encounter" officially began.
When the ignorant encounter and hazy ambiguous atmosphere are presented in the form of dance, there is an extraordinary sense of novelty and mystery.
Chen Yao just stared intently, as if she was about to be immersed in it.
Fu Chuanlin didn't look at her as seriously as she did. Most of the time, his attention was distracted by her. He didn't even realize how often he looked at her.
In just a few minutes, the performance of "First Encounter" was over.
Before the applause had even died down, "Temptation" quickly began.
This time, "Temptation" has a stronger sense of tension than "First Encounter", the emotional depiction is richer, and the performance time is longer.
When Chen Yao was watching, she felt that her heart was following the dance steps of the actors and teachers. This strong expressiveness is not something every dancer can possess.
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