good night warlord

In the auditorium in the front row of the theater, Morrison and Alice were talking, and Gong Yimian came late:

"Sorry, I'm late, I haven't started yet."

Morrison smiled and said it didn't matter: "Not yet, but soon."

"I'm really looking forward to their performance." Gong Yimian looked very interested.

Alice lacks interest:

"When does it start? I feel like I've been waiting a long time."

Morrison looked up at the time:
"Ten minutes left."

Gong Yimian glanced at the stage of the theater. Apart from them, there are only a few staff members in the whole theater.

The lights and dances are all ready, just waiting for the people from the Beauty Dance Troupe to take the stage, her eyes pass by the entrance without a trace, it is still quiet up to now, there is no movement of people wanting to enter.

Five minutes passed, and Alice spoke again:

"One minute has already passed? Where are their dancers? They don't even abide by the minimum concept of time. Are they worthy of such a professional stage as the Santa Fe Theater?"

Morrison looked at the time again. Indeed, the agreed performance time had passed for a while, and he called in an assistant:

"What's the matter with the people from the Beauty Dance Troupe? The rehearsal time is up, where are they?"

The assistant said that he would go to the background to check to know the specific situation, so he went there soon.

Gong Yimian stood aside with a look of suddenly remembering something, and said:

"Dean, when I came here, I happened to meet the lead dancer of the Beauty Dance Troupe. She seemed to have sprained her foot today. I asked a few questions specifically. Could it be that they didn't show up for a long time because their lead dancer was injured today? Come on stage."

When Alice heard the student say this, she glanced at Gong Yimian with hesitation in her eyes. After receiving Gong Yimian's affirmative look, Alice said:

"Dean, if the lead dancer of the Beauty Dance Troupe can't take the stage, will their performance have to be cancelled? With this suddenly vacated schedule, can you think about my students?
If you are worried, I will ask Yi Mian to change clothes now, and I can dance for you on the spot. Believe my request, I won't take it if it is not a top seed. "

Alice is very confident in Gong Yimian's strength, and believes that as long as Morrison sees her students dancing, she will be attracted.

After Alice finished speaking, she signaled Gong Yimian to change her clothes and prepare to perform on stage later.

Morrison did not refuse, because his mind is now on the matter that the Beauty Dance Troupe released the theater pigeons.

For the first time ever at the Santa Fe Theater, he was pissed.

The assistant hurried back:

"Dean, they are not familiar with the route for the first time, so it took a little time. They are now ready and can perform now."

Alice opened her eyes wide in surprise, thinking she had heard wrong.

Morrison glanced at his assistant suspiciously. It is impossible for his own people to lie. Could it be that what Gong Yimian said was false.

Morrison's thoughts changed sharply. Could it be that what Gong Yimian said just now was for her own sake?
Alice said anxiously:
"Going the wrong way? Can you say such a lame excuse? Don't they have eyes? If today is a formal performance, do you want all the audience to sit here and wait for them to find the right way?
Morrison, I hope you will cancel their preview immediately because they don't take this performance seriously, they don't deserve to be on the stage in Santa Fe. "

Alice spoke excitedly, but Morrison looked calm. After seeing Alice finished speaking, he slowly opened his mouth:
"The rehearsal was originally to avoid such a situation from happening during the official performance. The theater is very large. I can understand the reason."

"Then...then my student Yimian...she is also ready."

"After the performance of the Beauty Dance Troupe, I will make a decision." Morrison shifted his gaze to the stage, and raised his hand to signal to the assistant that the rehearsal could begin.

The melodious sound of ancient chime bells sounded crisply and rhythmically in the huge theater, and elegant and classic beauties in palace costumes entered the stage step by step in a puff of smoke...

Su Lilian did not go to the auditorium, but stayed in the locker room, and Ye Yushuang also stayed in the locker room.

The locker room was very quiet. Although Ye Yushuang was crying with her head down, there was no sound at all.

Su Lilian looked at the gritted teeth of her big apprentice, and said:

"Yushuang, let me see your feet."

Su Lilian stretched out her hand, but Ye Yushuang avoided it:
"I'm fine, teacher, I want to go first."

A few minutes ago, everyone found out about her foot injury today, and they were all worried about whether today's rehearsal had failed, but Second Junior Sister suddenly thought of a solution:

"We still have Qingyi. Qingyi is very gifted and has a great photographic memory. I saw us practicing in the dance studio before. Can she try to replace the senior sister as the lead dancer?"

Ye Yushuang recalled that sentence, and felt that thousands of ants were gnawing at her heart.

Gu Qingyi agreed to give it a try, and said that if she didn't succeed, she hoped everyone would not blame her.

Ye Yushuang wanted to laugh when she heard that.

Second Junior Sister and Gu Qingyi have such a good relationship, maybe they deliberately let that person bump into her foot, knowing that she attaches great importance to this performance, she will definitely not be willing to rest and not practice, which caused her foot injury to get worse and finally under heavy pressure down into what it is today.

Now they have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

However, she couldn't open her mouth to accuse them.

Gu Qingyi must have been prepared to take her place long ago, otherwise, how could she agree so quickly.

Ye Yushuang knew that she had lost the moment the dance costume was taken away from her by the teacher.

Gu Qingyi is now the protagonist on the stage in Santa Fe, that woman who keeps saying she has no interest in the dance career and only wants to be a full-time wife, really has ulterior motives.

Ye Yushuang can no longer wait here, if she stays any longer, she will go crazy.

Seeing her getting up and walking outside, Su Lilian hurriedly asked:
"Yushuang, where are you going?"

Ye Yushuang can't resist the pain from her ankle even if she tenses all her muscles, but she can't feel it at all, because her heart is already numb:
"Teacher, I'm going out to get some air."

"Aren't you waiting for the result?"

result?

Hearing these two words, Ye Yushuang had a pale coldness on her lips. "Song of Beauty" will definitely end successfully, and the rehearsal will definitely be successful, but they are the ones who succeed:

"Is it still related to me?"

Su Lilian knew that the impact of this injury on her proud apprentice could be called devastating, but life is never smooth sailing.

She sighed in her heart, and did not stop Ye Yushuang's footsteps.

Backstage, Gong Yimian changed in another dressing room. She had a confident smile on her lips, and the pride in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows made her look high.

Gu Qingyi, when you know that the show you worked so hard to plan is replaced by me, you will definitely die of anger.

Just as she was thinking so, she heard the faint sound of music, where is the music?