The reborn superstar's warm wife will not remarry

Chapter 374
Liu Xiaolin sighed and thought in his heart, if his ambition is so obvious and he wants to win this show, he should solve the situation earlier, otherwise he can only express regret.

When Yi Lang heard Liu Xiaolin's words, he sneered and said: "It's obvious that she is overthinking her own strength, and she doesn't see the form clearly. We don't know what that amazing classical dance is. She can dance. Even if she has learned it Classical dance, so what, is it a talent competition now?"

In the eyes of Yi Lang, who has always been domineering, this is acting, not talent. She thinks she can pass the test with a dance, but she is really a self-righteous stupid woman, and it is not worth wasting time at all.

Liu Xiaolin smiled without speaking. In the previous remake of the original novel, the original plot was that the male protagonist danced a cold sword dance for the female protagonist, which made the female protagonist obsessed with capturing the heroine's heart in one fell swoop.In the newly changed script, because the identities of the male and female protagonists are switched, a classical dance is arranged for the female protagonist. As for how to dance, the classical dance teacher is still arranging.

An assistant heard Director Liu's side, bowed his head and whispered something in Director Liu's ear, and looked at Director Liu with some embarrassment.

Liu Xiaolin nodded: "I have no objection, how about you?"

"I have no objection either." The producer said first.

Yi Lang raised his head proudly: "Is my opinion important? I agree, I want to see what the hell this woman is up to, so just pretend to be a mystery."

After hearing the instructions, the assistant walked to the backstage and nodded to Qiu Qianxia who was standing there as beautiful as a fairy: "OK, you can start."

The lamps in the hall were completely dark in an instant. When the darkness made people restless, a faint light gradually became brighter. A beautiful glazed lamp was supported by a pair of snow-white wrists. Li Pingting appeared gracefully in the hall.

The woman's black silk is like ink, her face is as clear as a new moon, her beauty is like a spring plum blossoming in snow, her spirit is like autumn ears covered with frost, and a smile on her beautiful face seems to be able to cover the brilliance of the sun and the moon.Putting the glazed lamp in his hand on the table lightly, the light shone on her figure like a haze, with her head lowered and her brows furrowed, her hair flowing down, no matter how brilliant the scene was, it seemed bleak under the reflection of her face.

With a slender waist that can't be grasped, she bends gently towards the three sitting people, her skin is like fat, and her cheeks are like the haze in the sky.So dignified, noble, and spotless, it seems that this is Luo Shijun, who was in full bloom in that dynasty, and who knew nothing about intrigues before being forced to take the throne.

The smoky eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like autumn water, and the water is shining. Her stunning beauty becomes clear at this moment, which makes people fascinated.

"Little girl Luo Shijun, I am grateful for your benefactor's help. There is nothing I can do to repay you. I can only offer a dance. I hope your benefactor will not despise my little girl's clumsy skills." The voice is clean and ethereal, exquisitely clear, like the gurgling of spring water.

Liu Xiaolin, Yi Lang and the producer all stared blankly at the woman in front of them. She was dressed in a green peacock gauze dress, and she was even more beautiful like a fairy under the light, making people feel unreal, as if they had entered a mysterious world. Dreams seem real and fake.

In the hall as light as water, strands of zither sounded leisurely, lingering and nostalgic, a soul-stirring sentiment arose leisurely.

She has no makeup and green clothes, black silk dyed with black ink, and elegant blouse, just like a fairy, walking slowly from the dream.The arms are fresh and tender like bamboo shoots, weak and boneless, the bare hands are like jade, lingering gracefully, the body is bent like a moon, the body is as soft as clouds, and the skirt is fluttering; the wrists are raised and the eyebrows are lowered, looking coquettishly, and a pair of smoky water eyes still want to speak ; Yingying bare hands, broken soul and flowing water, the slender green skirt flutters and spreads out with her continuous posture, as if a bright moon in the sky breaks free from the dark clouds, with a skirt tied around the neck, driving the skirt to rotate like a full bloom The pure lotus, the crystal clear skin is as bright as the moonlight.

The body shape changes from sharp to slow, with the wrists on the ground, bending over and crying, holding back the body with sorrow, dancing back to the breeze.Like the bright moon in the mountains, like the morning sun on the eaves, the Shengliu pond blowing water, like a flower separated from the fog; suddenly get up eagerly, throw away the bare hands, flutter the green shirt, grow lotus step by step, bright eyes, flashing beautiful colors, but And unattainable and intoxicating.

Yi Lang looked at the woman in front of him, the weak and feeble classical dancer whom he looked down upon, and for the first time felt that kind of flowing, heartbreaking beauty.She has a comfortable and wide body, her heart is traveling, her body is as light as the wind, and her posture is exquisite.So graceful and unobtrusive, yet so remote and gloomy.

Dancing in the heart of the willow building and singing the moon, singing to the wind of the peach blossom fan; Mo Xilian, who is painted with fragrance, steps forward, and the long-sleeved socks go to Lingbo.Dancing back to the wind, the beauty has nowhere to find her whereabouts...

The lights in the hall suddenly brightened, and in the middle of her, the swallows lay on their nests, her clothes fluttered, and the hibiscus looked sideways.The smokey eyes looked straight at Yi Lang who was sitting above: I hope you are safe, and I pray!
"Clap clap clap..."

Liu Xiaolin was the first to applaud. He was very satisfied in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.It is simply astonishing, the key dance is so beautiful, but the charm is lingering.

Yi Lang clapped his hands without pain, looked at the woman below with some dissatisfaction, and cursed in his heart: How shameless to seduce him in front of so many people!When dancing, you can see the little vest under her clothes. Could it be that she deliberately used her beauty to seduce him?The more I look at it, the more dissatisfied I feel, and I will never admit that I was dumbfounded for a second just now.

Although he admits that classical dance is actually good, it is definitely not as handsome as his modern dance.

Qiu Qianxia let out a long beard, smoothed the skirt on her body, and was about to leave the court to wait for the result.

"Wait, Ms. Qiu, I remember you didn't have this skirt in the costume you chose, your skirt should be orange. Where did this green skirt come from, or did you change our clothes at will?" Producer Way of pretending to be suspicious.

Qiu Qianxia narrowed her eyes slightly, then raised her head, with an innocent face, and said suspiciously: "I don't know, when I was changing clothes, I found that the clothes were gone, and I didn't find them after searching for a long time, and time was tight. But okay I still have the long silk scarf that I used as the sleeves, so I used it to change it into a skirt, do I have to pay for the cost of the skirt?"

Everyone in the audience basically knew that she was designed by others. Other female artists were gloating, some were indifferent, and some were worried.Liu Xiaolin looked at the producer with some curiosity. How could he feel that he was fighting against Xiao Xia? Since he had exposed him in this way, of course he had to give an explanation to the other actresses.Since it is said that the clothes and props cannot be changed, it means that they cannot be changed. In fact, no matter how good the performance is, it is not acceptable to violate the rules.

"Xiao Xia, we will look into the matter of clothing later, but we have stipulated in advance that all clothes and props are not allowed to be changed. If you change your scarf into a skirt, it will destroy our clothing prototype, which is regarded as damage. If you violate the rules, it can only be regarded as an abstention." Liu Xiaolin sighed slightly, but he did not plan to select candidates from other people today, although everyone performed well, but he was more inclined to Qiu Qianxia.

(End of this chapter)