Xu Zhuohua spread her arms wide, "The dance I'm about to perform is one you don't know."
Cheng Muyun raised an eyebrow, "Is there any dance you can't do?"
"It's a secret, you'll find out when the time comes."
Cheng Muyun smiled and said, "Alright, then I'll wait until the ball to see your dance."
"Oh, right." Xu Zhuohua jogged over and picked up the slow-paced records. "I want some faster-paced records, these won't do."
Cheng Muyun looked puzzled. "What is rhythm?"
Xu Zhuohua was stunned, unsure how to describe it, "It's something cheerful, something that makes people feel excited."
Cheng Muyun seemed to understand, and was even more curious about Xu Zhuohua because he didn't know she liked this kind of music.
"Okay, I'll find them and send them to you tomorrow."
Xu Zhuohua took a step back and bowed ninety degrees, "Thank you, young marshal!"
In Cheng Muyun's eyes, his generous, warm and outgoing demeanor was very attractive.
Xu Zhuohua pushed the person outside, "You go first, I need to continue practicing, don't peek!"
By the time Cheng Muyun realized what was happening, the door in front of him had already closed. He had no choice but to instruct the servants to give Xu Zhuohua some extra food to prevent her from fainting from hunger again due to over-training.
"Have you heard? The second young master sent some snacks to Miss Xu."
"I know, it also needs to be filling and pretty."
"I reckon it's because Madam has confined Miss Xu to her quarters. Miss Xu is angry with the Second Young Master, and the Second Young Master is doing this to win her favor."
"Although Miss Xu comes from the countryside, she is beautiful and different from many other young ladies. No wonder the second young master likes her."
...
The next morning, a loud burst of music startled the pairs of birds in the trees into flight.
Xu Zhuohua felt her dancing was too dry, so she pulled Xinghua to dance with her.
Who knew this girl was as flexible as a rubber band, easily stretched and even had a good sense of rhythm in her movements.
Xu Zhuohua was speechless with emotion. This was true talent!
Xinghua usually wore loose-fitting coarse cloth robes, so her figure was not visible. Xu Zhuohua tied her legs and waist together, and she instantly became graceful and elegant.
Wow! Xinghua, your figure is amazing!
Xinghua clutched her waist and chest, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Miss, why did you take off my clothes? It's so embarrassing."
"I just unbuttoned two buttons because I was worried you'd be hot..."
"But, Miss, are you really going to dance in this outfit?"
Xu Zhuohua glanced down at her own outfit, which was a mess. "Of course not, you'll see when the time comes."
Another day of dancing...
The maid downstairs looked at the two shadows on the balcony curtains.
"Even the maids have been corrupted. Do you think Miss Xu is possessed by a ghost?"
"I think it's getting weirder and weirder. You didn't hear how the music was different today. It was so urgent, like someone was asking for your life."
Madam Cheng stood in the courtyard, her brows furrowed. After Su Mama left, she was furious with Xu Zhuohua and couldn't find any other tutors to help her.
It did fulfill Madam Cheng's wishes, but it also brought shame upon the Cheng family.
Madam Cheng simply let her be. She was worried about how to embarrass Xu Zhuohua at the ball, and now it seemed that the dance, which resembled a summoning of a spirit, was bound to make her look foolish.
Cheng Muyun and Zhang Qi each carried a large wooden box into the house. They didn't see Madam Cheng standing in the courtyard and went straight up to the second floor.
Xinghua fastened her buttons and opened the door. Cheng Muyun stepped in and saw Xu Zhuohua sitting on the ground with her collar wide open and her trousers rolled up to her knees.
He put down his things, pushed Zhang Qi outside the door, took the box from his hand, threw it on the ground, and slammed the door shut.
Zhang Qi was puzzled. "Young Marshal?"
Cheng Muyun tightened his throat and pushed Zhang Qi downstairs. "Alright, the things have been delivered. You can go now."
Xu Zhuohua and Xinghua stood there stunned. After a while, Xu Zhuohua, having recovered, got up and disassembled the wooden box.
Besides the existing records, there were also many smooth records, and in another box, there was actually a record burner!
Great, now I can record my own songs!
What song should I choose?
Xu Zhuohua curled her lips into a smile.
Is it the girl group dance Queen Card or Girls' Generation's classic Gee?
Or... I want both!
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