Chapter 204 A Classical Dance That Amazed Everyone
No, she's not even as good as a toe!
She'll be embarrassed in a minute!
Kong Wange nodded, looking serious: "Since you've offered your face so readily, it would be impolite of me not to take you down."
After saying that, she took off her high heels, tossed them aside, and walked into the dance floor.
When she was about to dance, the surrounding crowd erupted in excitement, and a constant stream of chatter filled the air.
Kong Mengjiao retreated to Wang Zhihe's side, in a great mood, just waiting to see Kong Wange make a fool of herself.
Kong Wange closed her eyes after entering the dance floor.
She carefully felt the breeze around her and the fresh scent of the grass.
The noisy crowd gradually moved away from her. She raised her arms, crossed her wrists above her head, and squatted down slightly, assuming a standard dance pose.
As soon as he made that move, everyone around fell silent.
Under the lights, the woman in the middle wore a long, sheer dress that trailed on the ground. Her slightly curled hair fell to the side of her face, and her fair neck was as long and slender as a swan's. Her jade-like arms were outstretched, outlining her entire figure as graceful and powerful.
She stood there quietly, like a fairy untouched by the mortal world, making one dare not easily defile her.
The music started; it was "The Goddess of the Luo River," a classic classical dance.
As the first note of the guzheng rang out, Kong Wange moved.
She danced lightly and gracefully, sometimes like a swallow nesting in its nest, sometimes soaring high like a magpie startled in the night, her movements free and elegant, her beauty unparalleled.
Her gauze dress danced in the air with her movements, making her appear as if a fairy was about to ride the clouds and return to the heavenly palace.
Everyone fell silent, staring blankly at Kong Wange's dance.
Kong Mengjiao was also stunned.
She never expected that Kong Wange could dance so well!
Her skill level is comparable to that of a master!
But... how could she, a woman who grew up in the countryside, possibly possess so many advanced skills that she couldn't achieve even after studying for over a decade?
In comparison, was her dance just now even considered a dance?
That's child's play!
Her face turned pale, and she subconsciously looked at Wang Zhihe beside her.
But Wang Zhihe's gaze didn't spare a single glance for her; instead, it was entirely focused on Kong Wange.
That look in his eyes... was like a wild beast spotting its prey, filled with burning desire and greed.
He had never looked at himself like that before, but he was looking at Kong Wange like that!
She felt a sudden pang of panic and instinctively reached for his sleeve: "Young Master Wang, you..."
Before she could finish speaking, he slapped her hand away: "Shut up, don't interrupt my viewing of the fairy dancing!"
Kong Mengjiao was stunned.
Fairy?
Just one dance, and Kong Wange transformed into a fairy?!
She trembled all over, clenching her teeth tightly. No, she couldn't let Kong Wange be so glamorous!
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on Kong Wange, she quietly slipped out of the crowd and headed towards the restaurant.
In the kitchen, the chef whom Kong Zhizhao had specially hired at a high price today was busy preparing dishes for the banquet.
While the chef wasn't looking, she secretly went to the side and took out a large bottle of oil.
On the dance floor, Kong Wange's dance was nearing its end.
Kong Mengjiao quietly slipped back to the backstage of the dance floor with a bucket of oil, looking around.
Seeing that everyone's attention was on Kong Wange, her eyes were filled with malice.
Kong Wange, you think you can steal the spotlight at my Kong family's banquet? Dream on!
She unscrewed the oil cap and poured it all into the dance floor without a second thought.
This dance floor was specially created by Kong Zhizhao. It was originally a grassy area, but to make it easier for everyone to dance, suitable dancing boards were specially installed to ensure that the surface is flat and smooth.
After Kong Mengjiao poured the oil, it quickly flowed to the center of the stage.
She watched the oil spreading towards Kong Wange, feeling both nervous and expectant.
Her breathing became slightly rapid, her eyes reddened, and she stared intently at Kong Wange.
She wanted to see if these people would still support her after such a dance ended with her falling face-first into the dirt!
On the dance floor, Kong Wange focused intently on bringing the dance to a close.
When she was ten years old, her master specially found a dance teacher from outside to teach her dance. This was the first dance she learned.
Her dance teacher was over fifty years old at the time, but her temperament was as elegant as an orchid, and you couldn't tell her age at first glance.
She still clearly remembers what her teacher said when she taught her to dance.
She said that a dancer must integrate himself into the world, into nature, and into all things.
This is true dance.
From then on, she approached every dance with reverence and gave it her all.
She has danced this "Goddess of the Luo River" dance countless times.
I memorized every single drumbeat.
However, just as she was about to finish, her foot suddenly slipped.
She realized something was wrong with the feeling under her feet, her expression hardened, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
However, it was too late.
Dance requires the coordination of mind, body, and form; even if she knew something was wrong, there was no time to stop her foot!
As she leaned back, her gaze swept past the smug Kong Mengjiao behind the curtain, regretting that Li Caidie hadn't beaten her even harder.
But the thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before she felt her body about to make intimate contact with the floor.
That was a very difficult jump; if he slips and falls like that, he'll probably get seriously hurt.
Amid the gasps of the crowd, her mind raced through attempts to recover after the fall.
However, the expected pain did not come. The next second, she was caught off guard and fell into a broad embrace.
Time stood still at this moment.
Kong Wange turned her head and saw a handsome face that was all too familiar to her.
Murong Ting's features were as flawless as ever, sharp and three-dimensional, with dark and deep eyes that seemed to hold the entire glittering Milky Way.
His strong forearm was now wrapped around her waist, and because she was slender and petite, she could hear her heartbeat quickening involuntarily.
"You... how did you get here..." Her throat was a little dry, and she asked involuntarily.
Murong Ting pulled her back with a strong pull, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "I heard that fairies dance here, so I came here out of curiosity."
Kong Wange stared at him blankly, speechless.
After saying that, Murong Ting snapped his fingers lightly behind him.
A Polish Waltz slowly began to play on the stage.
It is the most classic waltz for two.
Murong Ting smiled, took her hand, and whispered in her ear, "Fairy Wanwan, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"
Kong Wange's ears felt a little hot, knowing that he was trying to help her out of a tight spot. She didn't stand on ceremony and coughed lightly, saying, "Um... I approve."
Murong Ting laughed out loud: "It's my honor."
After saying that, he took her arm, turned around, and led her to one side of the dance floor.
Lively dance music instantly filled the middle of the dance floor, and the gasps of surprise around them turned into cheers.
The surrounding area was filled with murmurs and discussions.
"Isn't that Young Master Ting? When did he arrive?"
"Oh my god, a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, isn't that too dreamy?"
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