The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

If we were to say the most lively place in Zhaoyin Academy, it would definitely be the folk art and dance department. The songs are nice and the dances are beautiful, especially the members of the dance troupe, each of them has a graceful figure and a pretty face.

In the spacious Quyi dance studio, brightly colored and colorful dance costumes flutter with the dancers' movements, just like flowers swaying gently in the spring breeze.

Not only is there graceful dancing, but the sounds of piano, flute, and drums intertwine to create a delightful musical landscape. The dancers' steps and pirouettes, the musicians' fingering and rhythmic control, all silently tell a story. Every detail of movement, every precise beat, perfectly recreates this beautiful scene.

Dance teacher Ai Wuling raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"Come, listen to me, students. The 'Crane Singing in the Snow' dance is indeed quite difficult, but precisely because of this, it will help you improve your dancing skills. We've heard this piece many times and should have it memorized. So, let's practice it slowly first, ensuring that each movement is precise, and then have the students in the orchestra cooperate with us."

Then, the students followed Ai Wuling's demonstration, striving for perfection in every bend, every turn, and every jump.

After practicing for who knows how many times, Ai Wuling suddenly felt dizzy, his body swaying uncontrollably, as if he had lost his balance. Several students who were closer reacted quickly and rushed forward to support Ai Wuling.

"Teacher Ai, please take a rest for a while and let us practice on our own. The waist injury you suffered a few days ago has not yet fully recovered." A student said with concern.

"Yes, Teacher Ai, it is impossible for you to teach every dance personally. Besides, as your students, we are capable of doing some tasks ourselves." Another student tried to dispel Ai Wuling's worries.

Another student offered a suggestion: "Teacher Ai, don't worry. If you really feel it's inappropriate, you can pick the most outstanding student to be the lead dancer and lead everyone."

Faced with the students' care and suggestions, Ai Wuling felt a warm feeling in his heart.

She slowly sat down and tried to sound relaxed. "Alright, I'll take a break so I can carefully observe where your dance moves are flawed and where you can improve."

Afterwards, Ai Wuling called out to the crowd, "He Yunque!"

A beautiful woman approached, her steps graceful and elegant, like a white egret; her face delicate and charming, like a lotus about to bloom; her eyes tender and affectionate, like ripples on the water. Her every gesture, every smile, every frown, every smile, all made one want to take a second look.

The woman saluted gracefully and responded, "Teacher Ai, I am your student here."

Ai Wuling looked at her with admiration and expectation: "He Yunque, from today on, you will be the lead dancer of the dance troupe. Lead everyone to practice every dance well."

He Yunque nodded solemnly and reverently and said, "Teacher Ai, I will definitely not let you and my classmates down. I will do my best."

He Yunque stood at the front and began to lead everyone in practice. She demonstrated each movement in a standard way, and from time to time she would look back to check on each student's dance form.

Although the current dance steps have not yet reached the final ideal presentation state, the dance troupe's unremitting and hard practice has shown significant improvement compared to before and is gradually entering a good state.

"Classmates, you must persevere. Let's practice twice more. Your performance so far is already quite outstanding!"

He Yunque's inspiring voice echoed in the room.

"Regulate your breathing, relax your body and mind, and avoid overstretching or straining. Remember, every breath, every flexion and extension of your muscles should be natural."

While explaining the key points, He Yunque assisted the students in correcting their dance postures and movements. She also demonstrated how to gracefully extend their fingertips and twist their wrists to ensure every detail of the dance.

Outside the Quyi Dance Studio, a rather unusual scene unfolded: a group of students, some leaning against the windows to watch, others... imitating monkeys perched on a tree, wondering what the tree had done wrong. Groups of three or two were buzzing with activity, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Look, could that be He Yunque? She's leading the dance troupe today!" A student pointed towards the window excitedly.

"I really hope to watch her dance up close and hear that every one of her movements is as beautiful as a painting." Another student's eagerness was clearly revealed.

Cen Jiexiao, who also loves to join in the fun, also ran over. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but recall the first time she watched a concert of a big star named Chen.

There were so many people that every seat was occupied. Of course, it was a good thing there were no trees, otherwise the same scene might have happened again.

Perhaps our folk art and dance department can also produce two "big stars".

Suddenly, an idea came to Cen Jiexiao: "Yes! We can organize a talent show! This will not only let more people know about the academy, but also increase its popularity! Hmm...how about calling this event 'Da Zhou Trainees'? Or 'Run, Students' is also good~ Or 'Zhao Yin Creation 108' is also very creative!" She became more and more excited the more she thought about it, and all kinds of wonderful scenes emerged in her mind.

At this moment, the desire to "make trouble" in Cen Jiexiao's heart came up again.

She grabbed Xiaozhi next to her and said excitedly, "Hey, Xiaozhi, if our academy also held a talent show, it would definitely cause a sensation throughout the Great Zhou!"

Xiaozhi was startled by her sudden idea, his eyes widening like bells: "Dean, a selection? Selection of what? Selection of a concubine? This..."

"Oh, you little brain, what are you thinking about!" Cen Jiexiao couldn't help but knock Xiaozhi on the head. "I'm talking about those singing and dancing competitions, like... I have a friend's hometown that has such competitions and auditions!"

Xiaozhi scratched his head, not quite understanding. "Singing and dancing? A competition?"

Cen Jiexiao smiled mysteriously, "You don't understand, right? This is called entertainment! It's called relaxation! Look, we can divide the competition into vocal groups, dance groups, and even instrumental groups. Then, not only can students from the academy sign up to participate, but men and women from all over the Great Zhou who have talent can participate. We can also invite some professional teachers to serve as judges..."

Cen Jiexiao grew increasingly excited as she spoke, as if she were already witnessing the grand spectacle of the Zhaoyin Academy talent show: the stage lit up, the contestants each possessing exceptional skills, the audience enthusiastically applauding...

Xiaozhi looked at Cen Jiexiao's shining eyes and couldn't help but pour cold water on her: "Dean, you sound so easy. We have to build a stage, invite judges, and do publicity. How much will it cost? Our academy's current funding..."

"Oh, don't worry about the money. I have a plan!"

Cen Jiexiao waved her hand and said confidently, "We can get sponsorship! Think about it, this is the first time the Great Zhou Dynasty has held such a novel competition. We can give priority to businesses that have a good relationship with us, such as Moyuan Pavilion and Pujitang, to sponsor them. Once the event becomes popular, there will definitely be many businesses that will want to take this opportunity to cooperate with us. Then..."

"Let's just name our price!" Xiaozhi added, understanding what he meant.

Cen Jiexiao's eyes lit up, as if she could already see the white silver waving at her.

"When the time comes, anyone who wants to sponsor or advertise will have to queue up and pay!"

Xiaozhi was stunned by Cen Jiexiao's "ambition" and it took him a while to find his voice: "Dean, this...is this possible? Those merchants are all cunning people, how can they be so easily deceived?"

Cen Jiexiao confidently patted Xiaozhi's shoulder with an expression that said, "You're still too young." "Xiaozhi, I'm not good at anything else but tricking people... ahem, my ability to persuade people is well known to everyone! Just wait and see. Before long, I guarantee those merchants will be begging us for sponsorship!"

Xiaozhi looked at Cen Jiexiao with half-belief and half-doubt, but she couldn't help but start to look forward to it. After all, she had been with her for so long, and although the dean always had some strange ideas, the final results seemed to be pretty good...

"Come on, Xiaozhi, let's make a detailed investment promotion plan and show it to our future sponsors!" Cen Jiexiao said, and then she excitedly pulled Xiaozhi and walked towards the study.

"Hey, hey, hey, Dean, wait for me, please walk slower..."