Chapter 65: The Red Dress Show is So Hot That Everyone is Moved
"Thank you, but no thanks."
After reading the messages one by one, Minghuan chose to reject them all.
Maybe they mean well, but isn't this a disregard for Minghua's own abilities?
Why can't she just choose to perform solo because she really has the ability?
Since everyone looked at her so unfavorably, Ming Hua curled her lips and decided to let these people open their eyes and take a good look.
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The blessing of campus network publicity
The midterm exam of the Department of Ancient History Studies has attracted a lot of attention.
When Fu Shizheng, Jin Chenye and Jun Yiqing clearly expressed their willingness to attend the viewing, Yu Chengwen simply sent relevant invitations to all the bigwigs on the main star.
It was just a small student competition, and most people chose to refuse.
In a suburban villa, Chu Xingze received an invitation for some reason.
For an interstellar superstar like him who could cause screams wherever he went, there was no need to watch this small on-campus performance.
However, after seeing the name Minghua on the performance list, his eyes paused, and the huge fish tail immersed in the swimming pool trembled. After a splash of water, it turned into a human form, came ashore and began to change clothes.
Yan Wenjin also received an invitation. In the spacious parliament office, the gold-plated invitation was held between his fingers. He couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw Minghuan's name. Thinking about the flower sending, what was so good about Zhan Liefeng that he actually sent him flowers and was directly ignored and ridiculed on the Star Network.
If he hadn't used his connections to suppress the news, who knows how long he would have been ridiculed.
Minghuan must know who is the best person for her.
Abstinence pursed his lips, which were usually used to giving orders, and stood up to prepare to go to Mingde College.
Zhan Liefeng... Zhan Liefeng has been busy lately, busy looking for paintings. Who is the little painter?
After much difficulty, we traced back to the public holographic cabin at Mingde College, where she first logged into the holographic network account. Could it be that she was too poor to afford a holographic cabin?
Just as he was urging his subordinates to continue the investigation, he received an invitation from Mingde College.
His eyes flashed across the list, without any emotion in his indifferent eyes. He just wanted to take this opportunity to go to Mingde College and see if he could find someone.
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Friday
it's clear
A rare good weather for a performance
After the performance, you can take a day off and start partying.
But when the students from the Ancient History Research Department looked at the important figures coming in one after another, their eyes widened as big as copper bells.
"What's going on? Why are the Council President and the Marshal here?"
"Oh my god, this is the biggest show our history department has ever made."
"How could I possibly be so fortunate that I could perform for the Marshal one day? To put it in perspective, this is like meeting the Marshal."
You have to know that these people who came here can be said to be the chosen ones of heaven. They hold the lifeline of the empire, and their parents may not even be able to say a few words to them on weekdays.
I really didn't expect that they would condescend to come and watch a group of students perform.
Could it be that there is some big shot student in their class with a hidden identity?
Everyone looked at each other, and yes, it was clear that he looked like a dandy.
What is going on?
This doubt remained until all of them finished their performances and Minghua started to perform.
As soon as the announcer announced Minghua's name, someone in the audience immediately took out a terminal and started recording.
I vowed to record the entire process of Minghua's performance today, and then go back to record every detail frame by frame.
The skin is so dark that it turns naturally pink. Even those who like Minghua may not be as focused as them.
Fu Shizheng, Jin Chenye, and Jun Yiqing, who had been bored for a long time, suddenly straightened their chests and looked energetic. The rivals looked at each other, with the same disdain for each other in their eyes.
In this battle for Minghua, if there is only one winner, it will be me.
The three of them thought so at the same time.
Without noticing, Zhan Liefeng, Yan Wenjin, Chu Xingze, who were arranged to sit together, and Yan Xiao, who had finally found out Ming Huan's identity and was hiding among the students, all tidied up their appearance slightly.
As the sound of a zither rang out
dangdeng
Minghua jumped out from behind the curtain in a red traditional-style long dress.
That face, which was usually extremely beautiful, was specially combed into the style of an ancient woman today, and tied high on the head. She wore a headdress of pearls and jewels, and there was a red flower between her eyebrows. The whole face was particularly eye-catching.
Such an outfit attracted everyone's attention almost immediately as she appeared on the stage. The interstellar people who had lost their ancient civilization had never seen an ancient long skirt before.
With such a long skirt and such wide sleeves, it should be very inconvenient.
But inexplicably, when Minghuan wore it, it had a special quality.
That is beauty.
It’s beautiful on weekdays.
But today, wearing this red long dress, she is even more beautiful to the extreme. Her amazing beauty is magnified to the extreme, and her every frown and smile is captivating.
Not to mention Minghua's successive leg lifts and light leaps, her body constantly making various movements to the music, and the red ribbon wrapped around her hands becoming particularly graceful as she danced.
Everyone felt intoxicated and completely immersed in it.
Even those who were ready to find fault with her didn't care at this moment. They stared at Minghua with their eyes wide open, watching every leap and turn on the stage. The red wrists were undoubtedly exposed with each movement.
During the continuous vertical jumps, the golden bells put on the feet in advance made a ringing sound.
It matches the sound of the dance music very well.
This was the dance music Minghuan had specially chosen. It depicted the prosperity and splendor of "The Great Tang Dynasty", and the women were bright, lively, and bold in their expressions.
Even after thousands of years, the Tang Dynasty is still a shining pearl in human history.
Now, with Minghua's interpretation, everyone was unconsciously brought into it.
It was as if through her figure, I could see the prosperous Tang Dynasty city that never sleeps among the millions of people.
Minghuan danced freely on the stage. As the music became more passionate, her dance moves became faster and faster, more complex and beautiful.
The seven men in the audience all looked at her with burning eyes, and unconsciously followed Minghua's figure.
Yan Wenjin raised his hands to cover his chest. At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his own death.
Chu Xingze's hands hanging by his side curled up and trembled unnaturally. At this moment, he wanted desperately to transform into a mermaid and hide Minghua in the depths of the ocean.
I wish Minghuan could dance for her alone one day.
Zhan Liefeng's eyes also changed at this time. After confirming that Mingzhu was not the little painter Huaya, he felt a rare sense of guilt towards Minghuan. But now, he began to wonder, could the nimble dancing figure on the stage be her?
As for Yan Xiao? He gritted his teeth, his madness aroused. At this moment, he really wished he was a notorious space pirate who could just snatch Ming Hua away without caring about anything.
(End of this chapter)
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