Quick Wear: Live Streaming Guide to Yandere Becomes Popular Throughout the StarCraft

Chapter 55
When the students waiting saw this scene, they also stood up and applauded, "As expected of Senior Brother Ning! The singing and dancing skills are still the same as before, and he is even more handsome!"

"Zhuyu is in front, will anyone still watch our performance? I think I'm cold."

"Be confident, he is handsome, we are still beautiful, we are not in the same style, what are you afraid of?"

Everyone's emotions have been mobilized. Last night, they were nervous about one match after another, but today they can let go.

The host introduced the process on stage, read the advertisement again, and announced that the program had officially started. This time, the sequence of performances was arranged according to their program numbers. Lou Jinhuan and Wan Biqing's "Flower Drunk Frost and Cold" was the last .

Lou Jinhuan and Wan Biqing sat in the last row. Wan Biqing became more and more nervous as the show progressed. She couldn't help but want to bite her finger, but Lou Jinhuan held her down.

"You put on nail polish, don't take a bite of it in a while."

Lou Jinhuan's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his hand grasped Wan Biqing accurately.

Wan Biqing glanced at her, trembling, "I'm nervous, we'll be here soon, they're all doing well, what kind of sexy girl is the Dashang group, oh my god, it's so beautiful! I'm going to bleed as a woman Nosebleed, woo-woo--"

The dance of the big upper group was charming and provocative, coupled with the blurred lights, which attracted a lot of screams. The number of votes was also a new high in the audience, with more than 500 votes, directly leading the other group by votes.

After the performances of the latter two groups ended, the number of votes was announced, and they were evenly matched, but they still did not surpass that group.

Wan Biqing clenched her fists nervously. Lou Jinhuan was thinking about letting her review the movements so that her nervous mind would not go blank for a while, when Wan Biqing stood up abruptly and walked to the empty space behind. Punches started on the ground.

Lou Jinhuan: "..."

Finally, the group in front of them came on stage, and the staff asked them to go backstage to prepare.

"Let's go." Lou Jinhuan stood up and glanced at Wan Biqing with firm eyes, as if there was a fire burning inside.

Wan Biqing took a deep breath, and really calmed down at this time.

The staff handed them the props and swords, "We have checked everything, there is no problem, you can take a look again."

Lou Jinhuan took a closer look, and found that the sword was indeed in good condition. It was also paired with fringed tassels, one red and one white matching the color of their clothes.

Their clothes today are Ning Ji's suggestion to the clothing team, let Lou Jinhuan wear white and Wan Biqing wear red.

Lou Jinhuan has a cold personality and a cold temperament, while Wan Biqing has a lively personality and a proud temperament. This color just matches their personalities.

Standing in the pitch-black waiting area, Lou Jinhuan looked at the dazzling stage, and then at the cheering crowd below the stage, feeling in a daze.

As the king of a country, she has seen many big scenes, but she has never seen such a frenzied scene.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand why everyone was desperately trying to stand on the stage. The feeling of being all-starred and radiant was indeed fascinating.

Wan Biqing squeezed her arm, "Did we hold the sword right?"

Lou Jinhuan took her hand back, and said in a deep voice: "Biqing, this is our battlefield. Tonight, we will either make a big splash or serve as a foil for others. The result depends on whether we can exert our full strength. gone."

Her eyes were so hot and bright in the darkness, Wan Biqing's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's definitely possible!"

Lou Jin smiled and stretched out his hand, Wan Biqing understood and gave her a high five.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", echoing in the small space.

At the same time, the host's voice sounded, "Okay, let's give the last group a round of applause. Lou Jinhuan and Wan Biqing will bring us the sword dance "Flowers Drunk Frost and Cold"!"

The moment has finally come.

Ning Ji, who had been absent-minded all this time, suddenly sat up straight and stared closely at the stage.

With a "swish", all the lights in the entire studio were extinguished, and it was pitch black on and off the stage.

The audience was quiet for a moment and began to discuss in low voices.

The people in the live broadcast room seemed to be in the scene, and they also became nervous.

【Everyone, I'm so nervous, please talk to me】

[Don't talk, I'm nervous too, I feel like I'm right there, this live broadcast angle is absolutely amazing! 】

[This is Ning Ji's perspective, isn't it cool?I'm starting to look forward to the two cubs killing all directions! 】

【Look!Bright! 】

In the center of the stage, a cold white light poured down like the moonlight, shining on the thin gauze curtain, the breeze blowing, the gauze curtain rippling, revealing two shadows, one red and one white behind.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh this opening is perfect!Looks even more amazing on stage! 】

[Shh, listen! 】

The sound of the flute rises, the sound of the drum falls, the chanting is slow, and the sword moves with the heart.

"You are so expensive that people can't come freely, and the dragon and the phoenix are hard to get back. The house is full of flowers and drunk with three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states. The drums and horns reveal the sky, the air is cold, and the wind moves the sea and mountains in autumn. The southeast will always be a golden pillar of heaven. I envy the ten thousand households at that time—”

The sound of the drums shook people's hearts, and the last word fell, and the long sword leaped out like a silver dragon, breaking through the curtain.

As the gauze curtain fell, Wan Biqing's red dress flipped over from Lou Jinhuan's back like a fire and landed on the ground, raising her hand to securely hold a sword flower.

Lou Jinhuan turned over and sat down, raised his sword to block, the red and white sword fringe shook, the camera gave a close-up, and the eyes of the two of them were full of ambition and ambition.

【very handsome!Come on Loulou Xiaowan! 】

[Sister kills me, sister I can! 】

As soon as the sound of the piano turned, Wan Biqing raised her hand to lift Lou Jinhuan up. Lou Jinhuan used his strength to turn over, and her flexible waist stretched out a beautiful arc.

Ning Ji leaned on the back of the chair, her eyes darkened.

Double sword dance, confrontation, cooperation and competition, tacit understanding and belief are all important.

After seven days of devil training, the movements of the two were highly consistent. The two in the middle turned over, jumped, and thrust forward together, neatly and naturally as if they were one person.

There was thunderous applause and cheers.

Ning Ji looked at their stretched postures, and nodded her legs on her knees. The climax of this sword dance is about to come, and it is also the climax of tonight's performance. Before, the two of them always went wrong when they cooperated. I don't know this time. Can it be successful.

When the drumbeat reached the most urgent part, Lou Jinhuan and Wan Biqing looked at each other, their swords faced each other, and the two swords intersected with a "clang", and the next moment the sword in their hands was thrown into the sky, and the two held each other's hands and performed a staggered somersault , landed a back kick firmly, tapped the hilt of the sword lightly with the toe, and the sword body flew up again. The two passed sideways, raised their hands to catch their own swords, and touched each other again after pulling a sword flower.

The sword hummed, and the two of them separated at the touch of a touch. With the sword behind them, they stood with their backs facing each other, leaving a cold and beautiful profile for the camera.

Ning Ji clenched his hands on his lap suddenly, and when the camera swept over him, he closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

If lust is revealed in the eyes, it is tantamount to public execution.

But he couldn't hold it any longer.

With one dance, one sword moved one's heart, until now, he clearly realized that he was really tempted.

(End of this chapter)