Madam is too good to win

Under the expectant gaze of the crowd, Hua Yu walked slowly towards the stage.

She is wearing a cheongsam today, and logically speaking, even dancing does not have much room for display, so everyone is very curious about her next performance.

Walking to the side of the stage, I saw an elegantly dressed lady, holding a folding fan in her hand, looking dully at Hua Yu who stopped in front of her.

Obviously, he was amazed by Huayu's outstanding appearance at close range.

Huayu raised the corners of her lips in an easy-going manner, and pointed to the fan in her hand: "Ma'am, can you lend me your folding fan?"

The other party probably didn't have any resistance to the beautiful young lady. After staring blankly for a moment, he immediately said very enthusiastically: "Yes, yes! Of course!"

Hua Yu received the folding fan in her hand, thanked her, then turned around and jumped onto the stage.

The movements were crisp and neat, and the skirt was light and fluffy, which stunned a group of people nearby.

Hua Yu looked at Lin Ruoyuan who was at the side. The other party seemed to be familiar with her. He behaved generously and nodded to her with an easy-going smile. He didn't have the slightest bit of domineering in private before, and he wanted to get rid of him and hurry up.

Huayu, however, seemed to turn a blind eye, and immediately looked away, obviously not planning to follow her trick.

In her life, she has met too many people, and she has never hated anyone so much.

The way Lin Ruoyuanxu and Wei Snake are still entangled is really ugly.

There is no way for Huayu to leave her the last leeway.

After explaining to the backstage, the music started slowly, and Hua Yu was the only one left on the stage in a blink of an eye.

I am used to listening to the elegant and full-style ballroom dance music from the West, but when I suddenly heard the Chinese classical music around the banquet hall, a group of guests were still a little unresponsive.

The people who come and go are all people from the upper circles. They have participated in various large and small banquets. It is probably the first time that they have heard pure Chinese classical music on such occasions. The melodious and long-lasting tunes spread among the crowd. .

Hua Yu opened the folding fan in her hand, and the first movement was extremely difficult, blending with the melodious tune, it caught everyone's attention in an instant.

Different from Lin Ruoyuan's enthusiastic dance style, Huayu's every movement is full of rhythm, and even very difficult movements are completed very smoothly.

It makes people feel like they are in the landscape paintings with profound artistic conception.

What's more, Hua Yu's charm is not purely functional to complete every dance move step by step, but seems to be integrated with the music.

Sometimes tenderness is like water, sometimes firmness and softness are combined, as if everyone has re-acquainted with a completely different Huayu from the usual deserted her...

After Lin Ruoyuan stepped back from the stage, she hid herself in the crowd and stared at the words on the stage. She thought that today Huayu was destined to make a fool of herself and make fun of her.

Because I have seen Hua Yu's skills with my own eyes, I preconceived that Hua Yu knows nothing about dance rhythms, and her body will be too stiff due to years of martial arts practice.

But as time went by, she finally realized that her preconceived expectations had finally come to nothing.

The smug expression also completely froze on his face, and he even exhaled subconsciously: "How could this be...?"

Shouldn't she be generous?Shouldn't she be even more embarrassed than her?
How could she, a vulgar martial artist, be able to dance?

And how can she dance this dance so beautifully?Even she, who kept herself out of the matter and watched from the sidelines, couldn't help being completely shocked.

Not to mention the audience around who were watching the performance intently, everyone was a little bit overwhelmed for a while.

Because Hua Yu's dance, even if it is a slow rhythm, is extremely contagious, making people feel as if they are in the scene and deeply immersed in it.

The people next to him seemed to be disturbed by Lin Ruoyuan's low cry of surprise, and the expression on their faces was as if a dream had been suddenly shattered, and they turned their heads impatiently: "Why is this happening? Can you watch the performance quietly?"

As a result, halfway through speaking, he turned around and saw that the other party was Lin Ruoyuan, staring at the stage closely, it was very frightening, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat in an instant after being frightened, and he dared not even utter a sound.

God?This is the actress?This gloomy and terrifying expression is completely different from the Lin Ruoyuan they know in front of the public?

How cruel is it to show such an expression to a person.

Seeing that Lin Ruoyuan seemed to be caught in a huge hatred and couldn't get away, the person next to her was so frightened that she swallowed nervously, but then thought of something, tentatively picked up the phone, hid it by her side, and quietly took a picture of it down...

Lin Ruoyuan didn't know what happened, but now she was looking at Huayu on the stage, feeling angry and jealous, which almost knocked her sanity to the extreme.

How could it be possible that such a perfect person really existed in the world?
Why do some people, without paying their bodies, their souls, or even any effort, can easily possess things that others can't get without sacrificing everything?
How could God be so eccentric? ?
Chu Fengqing stood at the end of the crowd, silently watching Huayu performing on the stage.

Suddenly, a feeling of irritability arose in his heart. He had never seen Huayu who was so lively and fragrant, even when he was with her day and night.

This little girl is hiding so deeply in front of her?Isn't he the first person to know that she can dance classical dance?
Even though he knew that dancing was about the combination of spirit and form, about the mutual tolerance of body and mind, and the unity of inside and outside, but seeing her smiling at so many people, he still felt extremely uncomfortable, and wished to interrupt the performance and rush to the stage, Carry people away directly.

Every look and every movement of her is a fatal temptation to him, but the premise is that he only wants to enjoy these temptations alone.

Impatiently pulling the tie around her neck, Chu Fengqing suppressed her anger and asked casually, "What time is it now?"

As soon as Xiao Li heard the low and changed tone, he felt that something was wrong. Thinking about the cause and effect of the incident, he basically understood what was going on.

He could only remind him tremblingly: "President...it's only nine o'clock at night..."

It's still early until the end of the banquet, but even if you want to leave early, you have to wait until Miss Hua finishes performing?
Almost after answering Chu Fengqing's question, Xiao Li obviously felt that the air pressure around him was getting lower, which made his heart lift violently, and he prayed frantically in his heart.

Forbearance is calm for a while, their president must not be impulsive!

A piece of music is only 5 minutes long, which is far from enough for the full audience, and they haven't watched enough.

But for Lin Ruoyuan and General Chu Fengqing, it seemed like a long century had passed.

After the performance, the scene was silent and silent.

After a while, thunderous cheers and applause erupted, almost breaking the roof of the hotel.

They had never seen such a beautiful performance.

It is also mixed with a little miniature of Qinggong and Huaguo Kungfu. There are real skills in it, so people can't help but be amazed.

In comparison, Lin Ruoyuan's samba is too ordinary. Anyone with two years of dancing skills can probably dance to this level.

Not to mention Lin Ruoyuan made an irreparable mistake while dancing?
At a glance, stand up and down.

"The performances of the two are simply incomparable. Ms. Hua's classical dance is so beautiful... It takes years of dancing to reach the level..."

"Seeing her volley movements, I'm afraid others would have to use external force to complete them, but not only did she not need help, the whole set of movements was so silky smooth, and at the end, she was so embarrassed She's a god without a heartbeat! I saw rumors on the Internet that she knows kung fu, right? Looks like it's true!"

"I'm so envious of her. She has both cheeks and talents. She can hardly find any flaws in her."

"It's no wonder that even a man like Young Master Chu is willing to take good care of her with all his heart!"

When mentioning Chu Fengqing, everyone will inevitably think of another person, that is, Lin Ruoyuan who proposed to let Hua Yu also participate in the performance.

Some people couldn't help but look at the actress who was alone in the crowd and her aura was extremely low, and said in confusion: "Why is there Miss Hua for comparison today? I think this actress is actually very ordinary? Although she will There are many, but none of them can reach the level of exquisiteness, so it’s barely enough, right?”

"Although the appearance is also delicate and beautiful, it is not eye-catching at all."

Everyone felt for a moment that Lin Ruoyuan, who was the actress, seemed unable to bear the honor of the actress.

"And isn't she the cultural ambassador of Huaguo? Why is the prepared performance a Western dance?"

"It feels like it's just a vain name..."

Due to the large number of people in this group, when discussing, they talked freely and unabashedly. The message resonated with everyone, and it naturally reached Lin Ruoyuan's ears.

At this moment, she drooped her eyes, trying her best to appear normal and calm, but in fact her eyes covered by eyelashes were already covered with bloodshot eyes.

She was really humiliated by Huayu today.

I wanted to call Hua Yu to the stage temporarily, as a foil for myself, to make up for my mistakes.

But she never expected that she would become someone else's nourishment instead, making a wedding dress for her enemy with her own hands!
Hearing the discussion from the people around her, Lin Ruoyuan was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die, but she didn't know what to do, other than being tormented mad by those voices!
There was absolutely no way for her to save her plummeting arrogance and self-esteem...

The people around were still discussing enthusiastically, and the host on the stage was also full of praise for Huayu's performance.

After thanking the host, Hua Yu jumped off the stage again, and at the same time returned the folding fan used as a prop to the host.

"Thank you for your fan, it helped me a lot today!"

The other party was also an admirer of Huaguo culture. He looked at Hua Yu with admiration and respect, and said quickly, "You're welcome! Miss Hua, your performance is great! Can I take a photo with you!"