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Chapter 296

"Yingying."

"Ok?"

"Congratulations on growing another year older."

Wen Ying looked up and raised her hand to stroke Fu Yanlou's chin, "Time flies so fast with you by my side."

Fu Yanlou grabbed Wen Ying's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, "I hope time goes slower, so that I can be with you longer."

Wen Ying pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "You also asked someone to go to Gangcheng to pick up Daddy and Mommy. I'm very happy."

"I know you miss them."

"I want to spend a few days with Daddy and Mommy in Beijing."

Fu Yanlou brushed the hair away from her face and said, "You still have to prepare for the competition. I'll be here to accompany my parents. You can practice dancing well."

Wen Ying kissed his lips, "Thank you for your hard work."

Fu Yanlou held her chin and deepened the kiss.

Not long after Wen Ying's birthday, the day to go abroad to participate in competitions came.

The World Dance Competition is held in Toronto.

Lu Junzhi took a new job and couldn't accompany him.

"I'm sorry, I have to break my promise to you."

Wen Ying, "You have your own career. I'm just going abroad to participate in a competition. It's not a big deal. I'll be back after the competition. You don't have to worry."

Lu Junzhi, "Fortunately, Mr. Fu is here to accompany you."

Fu Yanlou went on a business trip temporarily, and Wen Ying did not tell Lu Junzhi about this.

She hummed.

Lu Junzhi, "I won't say much else. I believe in your ability and I'll wait for your triumphant return."

Wen Ying smiled, "Okay."

"what a pity."

Wen Ying chuckled, "Don't be like this."

Lu Junzhi complained, "I had originally agreed to take one more break, but my agent ended up giving me a job."

Wen Ying heard the voice and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, I have Fu Yanlou to accompany me."

The two chatted for a long time before ending the video call.

The next day, Wen Ying boarded a plane to Toronto.

Wen Ying took two bodyguards, including Aqi, and her agent Wan Peng with her when she went abroad.

After the plane landed, Wen Ying sent a message to Fu Yanlou to report that she was safe.

After finishing his work, Fu Yanlou sent a message to Wen Ying, promising her that he would go to Toronto to accompany her after he finished his work in China.

Wen Ying took a car to the hotel.

The hotel is not far from the venue of the dance competition.

convenient.

In the evening, I made a long-distance call with Fu Yanlou.

Fall asleep with Fu Yanlou's phone call accompanying him.

Nine o'clock in the morning local time.

Wen Ying set out from the hotel and headed to the competition venue.

Except for her and a few bodyguards, everyone present was a foreigner of different skin colors.

Wen Ying was among them, very low-key.

Wan Peng whispered in Wen Ying's ear, "Miss Wen, all the dancers coming to compete this time are famous dancers from their country, many of them are big names."

Wen Yingyun smiled calmly, "Those who can stand on the world stage must be talented."

Wan Peng looked at Wen Ying. He had witnessed how Miss Wen had thrived.

The glow of Miss Wen may not be the most dazzling, but it is definitely the most unique here.

"I don't know why, but I have always had great confidence in Miss Wen."

Wen Ying raised an eyebrow, "Mysterious confidence?"

"Of course not." Wan Peng said, "Miss Wen has that kind of convincing aura."

The order of appearance is determined by drawing lots on the spot.

When Wen Ying was putting on makeup in the dressing room, Wan Peng helped Wen Ying draw lots and she drew a number in the middle.

Wan Peng said, "Ms. Wen, this ranking is not bad."

Wen Ying took the number plate and said "hmm".

The time waiting for other dancers to compete was not boring. Wen Ying sat in the audience in her dance costume and watched the performances of foreign dancers.

The judges will give scores on the spot.

The judges gave high scores.

Wan Peng said something ambiguous, "The judges are all foreigners."

Wen Ying said, “The dancers are all very strong.”

It was Wen Ying's turn to go on stage next.

Wen Ying went backstage to prepare.

She took off her cloak and handed it to Wan Peng behind her.

Wan Peng took the cloak and put it in his arm, his eyes fell on Wen Ying in front of him.

Beneath the cloak, Wen Ying was wearing a purple gauze dress with satin sleeves folded from shoulders to wrists, revealing a waist with skin as white as cream.

That kind of visual impact seems to be able to defeat a person.

Wan Peng never forgot the astonished eyes of the foreign makeup artist in the dressing room just now.

Wan Peng suddenly thought of a sentence - Chinese culture is the coolest.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Ying didn't turn around, "Hmm?"

Wan Peng's eyes were filled with amazement. "You are very beautiful today, enough to stun the eyes of these foreigners."

Wen Ying's expression was calm, "This is not a beauty contest."

Wan Peng laughed softly and said nothing.

Although this is the fact, Miss Wen really amazed everyone today.

This could be distinguished from the inhalations heard around her as Miss Wen came on stage.

The music started on the stage, the sound of low string pipa and deep cello, and that sense of fate was instantly felt.

The purple gauze flutters in the wind, filling the air with mysterious and alluring charm.

Arching the waist, lifting the legs, looking up, waving the hands, the clear, bright, sparkling emerald green light pours down like the Milky Way, like a curtain, like a dream.

Every gesture she makes is like a fairy.

She has a sweet smile, eyebrows like distant mountains, and a radiant look.

It’s like the swan song of mountains and rivers.

Music stopped.

Dance finished.

Wen Ying opened her eyes the moment the lights went out.

Everything in front of my eyes was black, but the next moment it turned completely white.

Surrounded by applause from foreign dancers.

Wen Ying bowed and thanked the audience.

The judges score.

When the scores are released, they are currently ranked as the highest.

Wen Ying returned to the stage.

Wan Peng was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he put the cloak on Wen Ying's shoulders.

Wen Ying glanced at him and asked curiously, "Why are your hands shaking?"

Wan Peng: "I'm so excited."

Wen Ying was very calm, "The final score hasn't come out yet."

Wan Peng gave a thumbs up, "Then today's performance is enough to make us a god."

Wen Ying laughed, "How can there be so many gods?"

Wan Peng said sincerely, "To me, Miss Wen is the goddess of classical dance."

Wen Ying tied the two straps of her cloak and said, "Let's go back to the auditorium."

"Ah."

As soon as Wen Ying returned to her seat, a foreign dancer next to her said to her in broken Chinese, "You are very beautiful."

Lu Junzhi sent a message during his free time, [Yingying, is the competition over? ]

Wen Ying lowered her head and replied, "My game is over, but it will take several hours for the whole game to be over."

Lu Junzhi, [When will you come back? ]

Wen Ying, [I don’t know yet.]

Lu Junzhi joked, "That's right, Mr. Fu will go out with you to compete, so you two can have fun outside for a few more days."

Wen Ying sent a "hmm" message.

Lu Junzhi said she had to continue being busy and there was no other new message on her phone, so Wen Ying put down her phone and watched the game seriously.

Wen Ying's score was only one point away from full marks.

As for the dancers behind, no one has yet scored higher than Wen Ying.

The game is over.

The scores are out.

Wen Ying is in the front position.

Combined with the evaluation of the global jury, Wen Ying is the undisputed number one.

Standing on the world-class stage, Wen Ying took back the crown, which is also a glory for the Chinese dance community.

This grand event was spread to countries such as the Netherlands, the United States, and France.

After this battle, Wen Ying became famous both at home and abroad. Wen Ying took the trophy and handed it to Wan Peng.

Wan Peng carefully took the heavy trophy and held it in his arms for fear of dropping it. "Miss Wen, why don't you keep this trophy yourself?"

Wen Ying walked forward without looking back, "Heavy."

Wan Peng was under tremendous pressure. “I was afraid of breaking it.”

Wen Ying lowered her head while sending a message, and said calmly, "It's just a trophy."

Wan Peng, "This trophy is extraordinary."

Wen Ying, “There are more than one international competition.”

Fu Yanlou did not reply to her message, probably he was still busy.

Wen Ying felt that such an important moment should be shared with him, otherwise she would always feel like something was missing.

But he is busy.

normal.

But even though he thought so, Wen Ying still felt a little depressed.

Wan Peng followed Wen Ying closely.

When she walked out of the competition venue, a large group of foreign reporters swarmed in, with cameras and cannons approaching Wen Ying, wanting to interview her.

Wen Ying rarely gives interviews.

On this occasion, Wen Ying stopped in front of all the reporters.

There was even a commotion among the crowd.

Bodyguards were not allowed to enter and could only wait outside.

Aqi and his companions stood in front of Wen Ying to make room for her.

Various inquiries were heard.

Wen Ying only picked a few questions to answer.

Reporter: "Ms. Wen, you won the championship in this competition. Do you have anything to say?"

Wen Ying, "China is the best."

Reporter: "Ms. Wen, you have achieved so much at such a young age. What is the shortcut to success?"

Wen Ying, "There is no shortcut to success. Strength is the only way. China is the best."

It was Wen Ying's turn to go on stage next.

Wen Ying went backstage to prepare.

She took off her cloak and handed it to Wan Peng behind her.

Wan Peng took the cloak and put it in his arm, his eyes fell on Wen Ying in front of him.

Beneath the cloak, Wen Ying was wearing a purple gauze dress with satin sleeves folded from shoulders to wrists, revealing a waist with skin as white as cream.

That kind of visual impact seems to be able to defeat a person.

Wan Peng never forgot the astonished eyes of the foreign makeup artist in the dressing room just now.

Wan Peng suddenly thought of a sentence - Chinese culture is the coolest.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Ying didn't turn around, "Hmm?"

Wan Peng's eyes were filled with amazement. "You are very beautiful today, enough to stun the eyes of these foreigners."

Wen Ying's expression was calm, "This is not a beauty contest."

Wan Peng laughed softly and said nothing.

Although this is the fact, Miss Wen really amazed everyone today.

This could be distinguished from the inhalations heard around her as Miss Wen came on stage.

The music started on the stage, the sound of low string pipa and deep cello, and that sense of fate was instantly felt.

The purple gauze flutters in the wind, filling the air with mysterious and alluring charm.

Arching the waist, lifting the legs, looking up, waving the hands, the clear, bright, sparkling emerald green light pours down like the Milky Way, like a curtain, like a dream.

Every gesture she makes is like a fairy.

She has a sweet smile, eyebrows like distant mountains, and a radiant look.

It’s like the swan song of mountains and rivers.

Music stopped.

Dance finished.

Wen Ying opened her eyes the moment the lights went out.

Everything in front of my eyes was black, but the next moment it turned completely white.

Surrounded by applause from foreign dancers.

Wen Ying bowed and thanked the audience.

The judges score.

When the scores are released, they are currently ranked as the highest.

Wen Ying returned to the stage.

Wan Peng was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he put the cloak on Wen Ying's shoulders.

Wen Ying glanced at him and asked curiously, "Why are your hands shaking?"

Wan Peng: "I'm so excited."

Wen Ying was very calm, "The final score hasn't come out yet."

Wan Peng gave a thumbs up, "Then today's performance is enough to make us a god."

Wen Ying laughed, "How can there be so many gods?"

Wan Peng said sincerely, "To me, Miss Wen is the goddess of classical dance."

Wen Ying tied the two straps of her cloak and said, "Let's go back to the auditorium."

"Ah."

As soon as Wen Ying returned to her seat, a foreign dancer next to her said to her in broken Chinese, "You are very beautiful."

Lu Junzhi sent a message during his free time, [Yingying, is the competition over? ]

Wen Ying lowered her head and replied, "My game is over, but it will take several hours for the whole game to be over."

Lu Junzhi, [When will you come back? ]

Wen Ying, [I don’t know yet.]

Lu Junzhi joked, "That's right, Mr. Fu will go out with you to compete, so you two can have fun outside for a few more days."

Wen Ying sent a "hmm" message.

Lu Junzhi said she had to continue being busy and there was no other new message on her phone, so Wen Ying put down her phone and watched the game seriously.

Wen Ying's score was only one point away from full marks.

As for the dancers behind, no one has yet scored higher than Wen Ying.

The game is over.

The scores are out.

Wen Ying is in the front position.

Combined with the evaluation of the global jury, Wen Ying is the undisputed number one.

Standing on the world-class stage, Wen Ying took back the crown, which is also a glory for the Chinese dance community.

This grand event was spread to countries such as the Netherlands, the United States, and France.

After this battle, the name Wen Ying became famous both at home and abroad.

Wen Ying took the trophy back and handed it to Wan Peng.

Wan Peng carefully took the heavy trophy and held it in his arms for fear of dropping it. "Miss Wen, why don't you keep this trophy yourself?"

Wen Ying walked forward without looking back, "Heavy."

Wan Peng was under tremendous pressure. “I was afraid of breaking it.”

Wen Ying lowered her head while sending a message, and said calmly, "It's just a trophy."

Wan Peng, "This trophy is extraordinary."

Wen Ying, “There are more than one international competition.”

Fu Yanlou did not reply to her message, probably he was still busy.

Wen Ying felt that such an important moment should be shared with him, otherwise she would always feel like something was missing.

But he is busy.

normal.

But even though he thought so, Wen Ying still felt a little depressed.

Wan Peng followed Wen Ying closely.

When she walked out of the competition venue, a large group of foreign reporters swarmed in, with cameras and cannons approaching Wen Ying, wanting to interview her.

Wen Ying rarely gives interviews.

On this occasion, Wen Ying stopped in front of all the reporters.

There was even a commotion among the crowd.

Bodyguards were not allowed to enter and could only wait outside.

Aqi and his companions stood in front of Wen Ying to make room for her.

Various inquiries were heard.

Wen Ying only picked a few questions to answer.

Reporter: "Ms. Wen, you won the championship in this competition. Do you have anything to say?"

Wen Ying, "China is the best."

Reporter: "Ms. Wen, you have achieved so much at such a young age. What is the shortcut to success?"

Wen Ying, "There is no shortcut to success. Strength is the only way. China is the best."

It was Wen Ying's turn to go on stage next.

Wen Ying went backstage to prepare.

She took off her cloak and handed it to Wan Peng behind her.

Wan Peng took the cloak and put it in his arm, his eyes fell on Wen Ying in front of him.