Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 577 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 128
Shu Linghan changed from the typhoon of the past, hot and charming, setting off bursts of screams on the stage.

She was out of breath when she stepped off the stage, supported her waist, and sighed: "I'm old, I can't dance anymore."

The trainees thought she was Versailles: "Mr. Shu, if you can't jump, then are we running like frogs?"

"You are young, this is capital, I can't compare it." Shu Linghan said with a smile, just in time to see Shen Qingzhuo who was standing in the background watching the performance on the stage, with a sharp profile, she whistled, "God Zhuo, Can I dance well?"

Shen Qingzhuo turned his eyes sideways, and said casually: "It can be seen that you are indeed old."

"????"

Shu Linghan held a mouthful of old blood in his heart, his breath was trembling, and he pointed at Shen Qingzhuo tremblingly: "I said I can do it myself, you'd better have some eyesight, my sister is only 27 this year, do you understand youth?!"

"Eight years older than me." Shen Qingzhuo sat down, separated her legs casually, arched her back slightly, crossed her slender hands, lazy and attractive, looked at the stage on the big screen, and added, "Auntie."

How amazing is it to be 19 years old! !
When she was not young! !

Don't let anyone stop her from beating Shen Qingzhuo to death today! ! !

Shen Qingzhuo is the most open-mouthed person in private, unable to utter a single word.

Shu Linghan gritted his teeth and called his cousin, tearfully asking if he could fire Shen Qingzhuo.

As the top manager, Mei Toufa said kindly: "Hey, don't mess with my cash cow. If he is unhappy, you can let him scold a few more words, and you can't lose a piece of meat."

Who is your cousin? !
Shu Linghan was so sad and indignant that he couldn't even maintain the persona of his confidant big sister, his eyes rolled around, and he suddenly approached: "Hey, then you say me or your little junior sister, which one is better at dancing?"

She obviously wanted to gossip.

Jiang Li'an had just entered the backstage, when she heard such a sentence, her fingertips paused. Thanks to the Internet, she has been extremely sensitive to the words "Little Junior Sister" recently. Everyone whispered in her ear, and she couldn't remember it.

"You guys are not in the same style." Shen Qingzhuo said calmly.

Shu Linghan made a cut, turned around and saw Jiang Li'an, and said hello: "Little Li'an~"

Jiang Li'an corrected her: "You might as well just call me by my name."

"It's so cute~" Shu Linghan suddenly turned to ask Shen Qingzhuo with a smile: "Then Zhuo Shen, who do you think Jiang Li'an or I dance better?"

Shen Qingzhuo moved her eyelashes, and finally gave her a good look.

His eyes were shining and cold.

Shu Linghan smiled sullenly, and slipped away after finishing the matter: "I still have something to do hahahaha..."

A clear voice sounded casually behind him.

"She dances cutely, but you dance like a witch, is it comparable to you?"

The entire background was eerily quiet.

Shen Qingzhuo obviously didn't feel what he said, his sitting posture was cold and strange, and his side face was calm.

Jiang Li'an raised his head and glanced at Shen Qingzhuo, somewhat astonished.

"Don't stand there, blocking my eyes." Shen Qingzhuo moved a little to the side of the sofa, patted the place beside her with clean and clear fingers, and said to Jiang Li'an, "Sit here."

Shu Linghan took a deep breath, a deep breath.

You are lofty, you are amazing, you coax your wife to step on me!
Shen Qingzhuo has the best temper and will never be able to catch up with anyone in this life! !

The stage performance continued, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

Both Shu Linghan and Qiu Huo had finished their performances, and Shen Qingzhuo was the treasure of the program group, so of course the director made his finale appearance.

The third group is led by Tan Junxi.

The lights on the stage were no longer dazzling, and became extraordinarily dim.

The first piano sounded.

The silence that broke the silence.

Like four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the weather has been overcast for a long time, and the sound of rain finally falling.

The curtains were drawn open, and the raindrops fell mottled along the windows.

The man was sitting in front of the piano, wearing a white shirt, with his slender and distinct fingers resting on the black and white keys, his side face was in the dark, with a hazy beauty that caught people's hearts and souls.

He looked at a certain void, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes. Such eyes showed an inherent sense of melancholy, and he poured out his feelings along with the piano keys.

The singing sounded.

The stage of the eight trainees changed from soft to hard, the atmosphere from slump to climax, and the pattering light rain instantly overwhelmed everyone!
Tan Junxi stood up from the piano and walked to the center of the stage. The queue changed again and everyone was surrounding him. Once the dance style started, it was the climax!
The screams of the audience pierced the sky, and the silver-gray lights waved violently.

Tan Junxi's stage is different from the gentlemanly appearance he gives people, or even the complete opposite.

His stage is despair, madness, and a huge sorrow that sweeps people away and has nowhere to hide.

He fell infinitely into the abyss.

The sense of desperation emanating from the dance is shocking.

He seems to be saying.

"Give me a hand."

But it seems to be saying.

"Push me off."

Extreme contradictions always make people shudder.

A fan once used this sentence to describe Tan Junxi's stage——

"I saw the moon in the gray world, and later I found out that it was an illusion of drowning in the deep sea."

Suffocation is fascinating, and he enjoys desperation.

It was also asked.

"Why can such a gentleman, as polite as jade, as pine and cypress, be able to stand on the top and dance such a sad dance?"

No one can answer this question.

Therefore, many fans used this to tease Tan Junxi.

"Live well."

"Be a good person."

And the one who formed the ultimate sense of separation with Tan Junxi was Shen Qingzhuo, and there was only one Shen Qingzhuo.

Tan Junxi fell into the abyss.

Shen Qingzhuo walked out under the raging fire.

Shen Qingzhuo's stage is unruly, invincible, invincible, youthful and clean, and 19-year-old's strength!

It is as high as the sky and can be climbed with the moon!

There is a strong explosive force in him, a fire burning in the cold snow, ice colliding in the whiskey, smoking and wine are all strong things.

Easily hit the soul directly and control your heartbeat.

The wildness in the bones is fascinating, and the strong breath invades the heart.

Even thrilling.

The last piano key hits.

All the trainees on the stage retreated, only Tan Junxi stayed there.

It seems that he hasn't come out of the dance just now, and his whole body is shrouded in a strange silence, and his pupils are very deep, like black jade.

"Next, let's invite the last team." Tan Junxi paused for a moment, the voice lingering from his lips and teeth was stained with a dark smile, he paused every word, and read clearly, "Shen Qingzhuo."

There were no these three words on the card, but he read them out. After stepping back from the stage, he didn't leave. He stood at the place closest to the stage and looked up at it. It seemed that the lights were a bit dazzling. He squinted impatiently. He lowered his eyes and didn't look away.

"Boom-"

The sound of the drum set sounded.

The dull and shocking knocking sound echoed in everyone's ears.

Tens of thousands of people at the scene held their breath involuntarily, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the stage, lest they miss the slightest detail.

(End of this chapter)