The mountains and rivers are gentle today

On December 24th, the eve of Christmas, the New Year's Day party of No. [-] Middle School in L City kicked off on this day. The official saying is that New Year's Day is a holiday, so there is no way to organize a party. However, Lin Xiqing figured out that this is the Student Union The members thought about foreign festivals and came up with a conspiracy because of the policy.

"Did you really only announce you when you announced the curtain of that program?" In the noisy backstage, Xu Lan, who had already put on her makeup and was always ready to go on stage to give an opening speech, finally found it among a group of excited classmates who were all kinds of ghosts and snakes. Normal Lin Xiqing.

Lin Xiqing was wearing a red dress, and painted the stage makeup by herself, and her movements were not very skilled.But fortunately, the makeup is open and closed, and she occasionally draws a wrong stroke, but it doesn't show it from a distance.

"Just report me." Lin Xiqing sighed helplessly, "At first I wanted her to wear this red dress, but she was unwilling to live or die, let alone announce her name."

Xu Lan nodded hastily, turned around and greeted the other hosts, and stood behind the big curtain that was about to open.

The program was staged one by one according to the order of the classes. The cultural achievements of No. [-] Middle School were not very good, but the artistic level was really not low.The performances of the two professional music classes and the professional dance class in the first year of senior high school are already exciting enough-of course, it is not ruled out that they are compared with the cultural class.

The program for the first year of high school is about to finish, Lin Xiqing and the others are the first class of the second year of high school, and it will be her turn soon.

But she couldn't find Cheng Yanfan.

The signal in the background was too poor, and she couldn't send a message.The backstage of the Auditorium of the No. [-] Middle School is not big, but Cheng Yanfan was not found after walking all over.

Lin Xiqing glanced at the clock hanging on the mottled white wall in the background - 24:[-].

During rehearsals, Cheng Yanfan always leaves on time at 08:30, as if she is some kind of artificial intelligence, and going to a certain place at 08:30 is an iron law written in her soul program.

No wonder I was asked to wear this eye-catching red dress, so that even if she didn't come, it wouldn't be obvious that there was one person missing on the stage.

Lin Xiqing brushed her hair back, she didn't have a hairstyle, her black hair was like the hem of the red dress, it was loosely drooping, but it showed off the slender figure of a girl and the grace of youth.

She stood up and went to the side stage to wait.

The lights went out and the stage was swallowed by darkness.A huge snow-white curtain was hung on a shelf, and was pushed onto the stage by three or five sports students acting as field workers, almost as wide as the entire stage.

"Actually, you don't need to push." ​​Lin Xiqing whispered, but no one heard.

She silently counted to three and was about to step onto the stage.

Whether it was the accident of the disappearance of her dance partner or the sad fact that she had long since indulged in or even gotten used to this small southern town, the noise from the backstage was far away from Lin Xiqing at this moment, and she seemed to be the T-cup hit nine years ago again for a short time. Children, in a world of nothing but dancing.

She took the first step.

The air next to her right hand was stirred slightly at this time, and her long-overdue dance partner appeared beside her a second before walking into the spotlight.

"Sorry, I'm late."

she said to her.

The light shines directly from behind the curtain, the shadow of Lin Xiqing in front of the curtain cannot be reflected on the snow-white curtain, and the shadow-like color blocks left on the curtain come from Cheng Yanfan. She stands behind the curtain, Lin Xiqing is a few inches in front The place.The figures of the two overlap only in a small area, and the similar loose hair and long skirts that bloom freely give people the illusion that they are half of each other like light and shadow.

The music poured out of the old box-type stereo that could not eliminate the noise, and the hoarse noise added an inexplicable storyline to this brisk and melodious track.

Raise your hand and spin.

The two completely different but very similar figures at this moment echoed the same melody and performed the same actions.The blurring of the curtain and lights made Cheng Yanfan's movements unclear. The red dress looked radiant, and the difference in professional level was not noticeable at this time. Only two slender shadows could be seen. Chase each other, touch, separate again.

The movements of the original version are brisk and lively, but their version may be due to the new stage design and the variable speed processing of the music, which adds a touch of lingering and burnout.The red dress and the black shadow seem to be integrated, but they are alienated from each other. They sit down and jump up again and again, just like a pair of souls struggling in the mud and not giving in.

The last movement is to extend the right hand facing the side facing the stage.The original version on a website explained this gesture as a welcome, but Lin Xiqing felt that it might be more like a farewell.

Two seconds after the music stopped, all stage lights came on.A series of spotlights that suddenly rose up like an uprising scorched all of Lin Xiqing's exposed skin. She quickly pulled away from the music, thinking about how Xu Lan and the others talked so much under such a hot lamp.

Bow, curtain call.

Lin Xiqing glanced sideways, and Cheng Yanfan did not come out from behind the white curtain, but just followed her and bowed behind the curtain, like a real shadow—even if the auditorium a little far away had no I couldn't see a person standing behind.

The audience in the audience screamed from halfway through the show until the two of them bowed and stepped off the stage. During this period, there were many voices asking for WeChat account □□, Weibo account and other social accounts.

"That's great, Lin Lin!" Xu Lan still held the hand card of the scene speech in his hand, jumped up from the stage and hugged Lin Xiqing, and by the way, hugged her to the side stage, and turned to Cheng who had just walked out from behind the curtain. Yan Fan clenched his fists in a quack manner, "Thank you, sister! This time you helped Lin Lin put on such a good show, and you're still an unsung hero! Thank you on behalf of our class!"

Cheng Yanfan replied politely with a smile, Xu Lan nodded and hurried back to the stage.

The backstage lights were far softer than those on the stage. This was the first time Lin Xiqing saw Cheng Yanfan's face clearly today.This dance was probably very easy for her, but compared to Lin Xiqing's face flushed and panting, Cheng Yanfan's face didn't show at all, and he still had the same indifferent expression as usual.

Cheng Yanfan didn't wear exaggerated stage makeup, but only wore a long plain dress—it looked the same as Lin Xiqing's dress through the curtain and light, but at this moment, it looked completely different except for the similar length.

"You still have something to do, 08:30." Lin Xiqing wiped a thick layer of cosmetics in front of the mirror.

"It's fine tonight." Cheng Yanfan walked a few steps closer and sat down next to Lin Xiqing's left hand, "It's not clean like this, let me do it."

When they walked from the backstage to the auditorium, it happened that Cheng Yanfan's class was performing.

It is a dance drama. Lin Xiqing has not paid attention to the dance market for many years, and he can't tell whether this 10-minute dance drama is original or copied from some classics. The only thing that can be seen is that the overall level is really high, and the artistic appeal is really strong.

I don't know the heroine Lin Xiqing, and her dancing level is not as good as Cheng Yanfan's, but it's still good enough for this drama.

"I probably understand why you came to No. [-] Middle School. Although the culture of No. [-] Middle School is rubbish, I heard that there were six people who entered the top ten dance academies last year, and they all trained in the school. This is considered a very good result in L City." During the interlude, Lin Xiqing complained with emotion, "Really, the No. [-] Middle School should just be listed as an art school, what kind of culture is it, and it will delay us cultural students."

"I didn't know there was a dance class before I came to No. [-] Middle School." Cheng Yanfan looked at the host's ill-fitting skirt on the stage without squinting, as if lost in thought, "My grandma just has a house next to No. [-] Middle School."

"But you know now. Next, practice hard with the teacher, maybe you will enter a place like City B Dance Academy." Lin Xiqing said with relief. She passed by B City Dance Academy when she was a child. Lin Xiqing's dream school, the boulder surrounded by flowers and titled "Dancer's Cradle", has become the shadow of Lin Xiqing's dreams for many years.

At this moment, she seemed to pin part of her dreams on Cheng Yanfan.

"To be honest, I'm thinking about whether to change culture." Cheng Yanfan closed his eyes, as if talking in a dream.

"What are you trying to do? It's the first time I've seen a T-cup boss stop dancing, and he's willing to learn culture." Lin Xiqing turned to look at Cheng Yanfan, "You're really, really talented. Those people on stage just now There is no one who can dance better than you, and some of them must be able to enter the top ten dance academies. If you don’t continue to dance... at least I, as an audience, will feel very sorry."

"...Thank you." Cheng Yanfan smiled, "Are you still watching? I'm a little bored, I'll go for a walk."

"Let's go." Lin Xiqing picked up the bag.

On Christmas Eve, vendors outside the No. [-] Middle School were already ready to go. They only waited for the opening of the No. [-] Middle School when their starting gun was fired and they rushed forward.

Cheng Yanfan took Lin Xiqing over from a half-collapsed wall of the school, easily dodged the security guards at the school gate, and successfully walked around to various vendors.

"I have experience." Lin Xiqing almost applauded Cheng Yanfan when she stepped over the wall that had collapsed to less than half a meter. It was the first time she knew that No. [-] Middle School could still go out like this.

"Didn't you skip class, Xueba?" Cheng Yanfan rarely teased, "I thought everyone knew this place except the teacher."

"Harmful." Lin Xiqing waved his hand.

"You said just now that you haven't seen a T-cup boss who studies culture, have you really seen him?" Cheng Yanfan asked.

"Ah? Where shall I meet? Or is it that I didn't persuade you after all I said just now, and you are determined to learn culture?" Lin Xiqing was stunned.

"You, aren't you?" Cheng Yanfan, who was walking in front of Lin Xiqing, stopped and looked back at her, "I think you've been to the T-cup final."

"Yes, I was in the same class as you, and I have seen you." Lin Xiqing shrugged and admitted quickly, "But I stopped dancing a long time ago, and then I went back to my hometown to study seriously. Our situation is different. Although I am not I know why you want to go back to your hometown, but I still hope you jump, really."

There are stalls selling apples at the gate of the school, and each one is packaged so exquisitely that it is almost tacky, which is really a localization of foreign festivals.

"The packaging is kind of ugly." Lin Xiqing whispered to Cheng Yanfan.

"The one over there should look better, go and have a look?" Cheng Yanfan raised his finger and pointed behind Lin Xiqing.

Turn left less than 100 meters from the school gate of the No. [-] Middle School, and then cross a two-way four-lane road, which is the largest bar street in L City-the place is mixed with good and bad people, there are rich locals who spend a lot of money, and there are also homeless vagrants. A paradise for fun seekers.

Lin Xiqing was quite curious when she was in the second year of junior high school. After evening self-study, she went for a walk with Xu Lan, and was so scared by her obsession that she didn't sleep well for two nights.From then on, I worked hard and tried to get out of No. [-] Middle School by taking the senior high school entrance examination, and left the right and wrong place in the west of the city-but I was lured back by No. [-] Middle School with a scholarship, which is another matter.

"No need, no need, it's too messy over there." Lin Xiqing hurriedly shook her head.

"Yeah, it's too messy." Cheng Yanfan folded his arms and went to look at other stalls.

"Would you like to buy a pair of these?" Lin Xiqing followed, pointing to the red and green Christmas socks on the floor.

"It's too exaggerated." Cheng Yanfan was a little disgusted.

"I don't want you to wear it! Hang it on the head of the bed, maybe Santa Claus or something will give you a present."