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Chapter 507 Extra Story: He Was Waiting For Me There (13)

This time, the host did not deliberately hang on to everyone who was waiting at the scene.

She also hopes to announce the scores as soon as possible.

Because she was also looking forward to, what kind of score did Fang Jiya get for this dance?

【9.88】

【9.90】

【9.85】

The host announced the score very quickly, and everyone present was a little stunned by the score that appeared on the big screen. They could feel that it had surpassed Mortana's average score.

But some are not sure whether there is a mistake in their calculation and memory?
At this time, the host picked up a mineral water bottle beside him, sipped water from the mouth of the bottle, "I'm sorry, I'm a little thirsty!"

The people present saw that she was able to smile at them with embarrassment, and couldn't help cursing, but the resentment was just a murmur: "Here it is again!"

"This water is worth 100 million..."

This is obviously not the last contestant to appear tonight, but the host gave everyone the feeling that he was already announcing the final winner of the championship.

However, after witnessing Fang Jiya's dance just now, everyone has no intention of continuing to watch the game.

They also obviously regard this dance as the end of the night.

Right now, they have all been satisfied with a high level of interest, and they have also entered a state of being picky in terms of aesthetics.

The players in the backstage and the spectators watching in front of the stage maintained the same stalemate. Whether they had already played or not, they all stared at the TV screen in the backstage.

They didn't seem to expect that they would be "wonderful" tonight, and they all seemed to be expecting their idols to announce their scores. They all had the same mentality: "The gold cup belongs to her!"

【9.95】

The host watched everyone turn their eyes to him.

She finally announced Fang Jiya's last score with satisfaction, and then quickly read a sentence written on her word card: "Fang Jiya's final average score is 9.89 points, temporarily listed as No. 1……"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the big screen on the side at the same time, and the real-time ranking on the top moved instantly.

[No.1: Fang Jiya, 9.89]

[No.2: Mortana, 9.85]

[No.3: Little Li Zeqi, 9.80]

……

This is the current ranking situation, and everyone present couldn't help applauding, as if they were already celebrating the result of the game. After all, it was hard for them to imagine that there would be another climax tonight.

Backstage Fang Jiya came to the changing room, and Isa quickly brought a towel to wrap Fang Jiya around her body.

Fang Jiya, who had a calm face on the stage just now, is very pale and fragile.

The fine raindrops on the stage made her very uncomfortable from getting wet.

Worried about Fang Jiya's body, Yisha helped her to sit down. At this time, she brought a cup of hot water and handed it over, with an unconcealable distress in her eyes, "Teacher Fang, drink some hot water, don't get sick."

"Thank you!"

Fang Jiya looked at Isa with a smile, her voice was very soft, and her face gave people the feeling that gentleness can be fascinating.

Isa shook her head, then squatted in front of Fang Jiya, looking at her with awe and beauty in her eyes: "Your performance today is too brilliant."

Fang Jiya looked at Isa, shook her head and laughed, her voice was very modest, "Because you have a good relationship with me, so you cast a filter on my performance, in fact, I know... I am like that, where Is it as good as you said?"

"No, did you hear the movement outside just now? The shouts and applause off the stage are dedicated to you today, but I'm surprised...it's not like your previous style."

Isa has seen every stage of Fang Jiya in the past, and naturally knows that she has never shown such a tender stage since she entered the international arena.

It has always been shocking to people with a magnificent production.

A large-scale group dance is used to interpret the powerful family and country love, which is full of humanity.

Every time she won the championship in the past, she showed her unique feminine beauty, either sassy or courageous, and she always used the beauty of strength to show people the tenacity of a woman.

This time, she used all kinds of softness to show the feelings of little girls in another way. There is no love for family and country, but it is full of delicate emotions.

Fang Jiya gives people an excellent sense of substitution in handling such small feelings, as if it can lead the viewer to consciously and intoxicated into the story she constructed.

Her story does not give people a simple narrative, nor does it have a gorgeous rendering, but is more about experiencing life.

There is also a strong Chinese style in the dance, full of ancient charm.

She brought her beautiful beauty as a Chinese woman to the world stage. This is her original intention that she has never forgotten in the past five years. Even if she changed her previous dance style, this spiritual core still remains.

Isa looked at Fang Jiya like this, and couldn't help admiring her. She knew that Fang Jiya was not only here to dance, but also to show her strong national culture. That kind of heritage is her natural elegance.

She is showing the tenderness of the sons and daughters of Huaguo to the world.

"Are you really going to never go on stage again after this dance?"

Isa witnessed Fang Jiya's astonishment, and recalling the words she said before she took the stage, she still felt a little sad in her heart. The dancer she admired the most would never dance again...

Although regretful, she raised her head and smiled to bless her.

"This is your decision and I will support you as always."

"Thank you. In fact, at this age, I really have no regrets, and I really can't dance anymore."

"How is this possible?"

"What's more, every year there are a large number of high-quality rookies who are born for the stage and love dancing. They all need a place to show their self-style, they need to be seen, they need to stand under the spotlight, and they need to grow confidently and happily. .”

Fang Jiya lowered her head, held the cup in her hand, and then remembered some things she had done wrong, and couldn't help but start to regret. Back then, Ye Guan was also planning to abdicate, and wanted to show her her own ability.

But she didn't believe it, and instead used tricks to hurt Ye Guan.

At this moment, her heart was slightly sour, and she felt very guilty, "I am happier than many people, at least my last stage, I have no regrets..."

Fang Jiya thought of those cheers and shouts, she felt sore in her heart, and more regretful for Ye Guan, "I will never have the chance to make up for the mistakes she made in this life, and she has never been right. Have you ever complained? '

She looked up at the direction of the top of her head, holding back the tears that wanted to burst into her eyes: "Miss Guan, I'm sorry, I only now know what kind of stage you wanted when you were about to leave..."

……

After Fang Jiya left the stage that night, several groups of dancers who came out one after another on the stage were extremely excited. They tried their best to show the stage they were proud of.

Although they also expected that they might miss the gold cup!

But in the face of the senior's Zhuyu performance, they didn't want to slow her down...too many steps, everyone regarded Fang Jiya as an idol in their hearts, and regarded her as an opponent in awe.

After they danced, their mood was more hearty than before, and they expressed to the host that they were very satisfied to have such a stage.

The host naturally knows how to create topics, and after seeing their confidence, he raised his eyebrows and asked them with a smile: "Do you think you can win the championship?"

Although the dancer standing on the stage had a confident attitude on his face, he just shook his head and smiled after listening to the host's question.

He said in a very respectful tone: "Tonight's No.1, she has obviously been affirmed by everyone present, and she has also won my heart..."

After the whole game was over, everyone looked at the side screen that hadn't changed the order for a long time. At this moment, they all smiled with satisfaction in their hearts, and there was another sensational applause.

They are all waiting for Fang Jiya from the backstage to come!

Under the applause, Fang Jiya put on the cheongsam prepared by her team, and walked gracefully from the backstage. The dignified and sexy tailoring made the elegant blue and white porcelain cheongsam look dazzling when it reflected the lights.

The silk thread on the top shone with an unusual texture along with the bright halo.

Fang Jiya's face was very charming under the projection of the spotlight.

She has won the Gold Cup for [-] consecutive times on the world stage, and every time she wears the clothes that best represent the style of Chinese women, to promote the designers and profound culture of her country.

This is also the reason why she is even more loved by the Chinese people after she is famous on the world stage.

Fang Jiya stood on the stage dignifiedly, smiling lightly, and after the organizer handed her the gold cup, she took a step forward holding the gold cup.

The host's intellectual voice controlled the scene very well. According to the usual practice, she asked Fang Jiya for her acceptance speech, although everyone was somewhat immune to Fang Jiya's similar thank you words [-] times.

But at this moment, she still raised her face, looked over, and quietly listened to Fang Jiya's words of thanks slowly.

"Thank you very much for your company along the way..."

She didn't speak much, and it was probably the beginning of an ordinary thank you speech, but at the end, the host suddenly interrupted, and she also knew that Fang Jiya had said the topic fifteen times, and there was nothing new about it.

"I have listened to these words fifteen times, and they are so similar without any changes! Aya, this is a bit too much for you. Today, I want to ask you a question, do you have any other words? Want to talk?"

Fang Jiya looked at the host beside her, "This woman is indeed my old friend!"This also did not save her face at all. '

"Then let me tell you a story of mine!"

Fang Jiya opened her mouth openly and told her story about "Mo". She recalled the past with a dignified smile, like every girl who had a ignorant first love, her eyes were full of brilliance.

Her voice was always elegant, and when she talked about meeting and acquainting the boy, even when she parted and missed her, she didn't change her expression until she was about to finish...

Everyone looked at her holding the microphone on the stage and paused for a few seconds.

Her throat was slightly congested, and the corners of her eyes seemed sore with sadness. Her gaze fell on the distance, and everyone followed her gaze, and they all landed on the doorway on the side of the venue in the distance.

But everyone didn't see any unexpected scenery. At this time, Fang Jiya on the stage continued to talk leisurely, different from the bright smile in his sensuality just now, replaced by some sadness and patience.

"I've been waiting for you, but where are you...?"

Fang Jiya politely handed the microphone back to the staff. At this time, she said goodbye to the stage gracefully. She turned and left. Everyone watched her leave in a hurry with surprise in their eyes.

After all, the award presentation was not over yet, and the host hadn't even given Fang Jiya's greeting speech to leave the stage.

The host looked at Fang Jiya's strange behavior, and was a little surprised. At this moment, she found that Fang Jiya looked up instantly when she turned her head. Fang Jiya's eyes revealed the bitterness that was not shown to everyone in front of the stage.

She knew that Fang Jiya had seen the boy, so she asked her understandingly, "He's here?"

"I think I saw him!"

Fang Jiya just stood on the stage, her gaze fell into the distance, and she saw the figure of the familiar man below the stage at a glance. He was wearing a black formal suit.

Although she was wearing sunglasses, it was hard to hide the memory of his facial features that were engraved in her heart.

Fang Jiya stared at him for a moment as he was helped away.

When he stepped out of the door, as if someone around him reminded him, he turned his head slowly, through the sunglasses, she wondered what his expression was?
But she knew that he must be looking at her, otherwise he wouldn't have come here?

Maybe he had appeared on the stage fifteen times before, but she hadn't noticed it.

But after only staying for a second, he walked straight away from the scene.

Fang Jiya ran down from the stage, her heels stepped on the steps in a hurry, making a rattling sound, she passed through the crowd and ran out of the venue.

The people sitting in the venue watched her leave with uncomfortable expressions as if they had experienced a silent pain, and their eyes all fell on her body in unison.

Everyone knew that Fang Jiya had broken down emotionally. The host on the stage was very worried when he saw Fang Jiya leaving, but quickly regained his composure, "When the girl meets the boy again, at this moment, she really I don't want to let go!"

Listening to the host's words, the people in the audience suddenly understood why Fang Jiya left the stage.
Their eyes turned to the distance, but no one got up, not wanting to disturb the girl's quiet and passionate love.

Also because they don't know why they missed their past?

Why are you so obsessed with not seeing me now?
But just looking at Fang Jiya's sad appearance, they all knew that this girl fell in love with that boy deeply.

Fang Jiya came to the door, because the design of the cheongsam restricts her legs and feet, even if she took a long step, she still couldn't run fast.

As soon as she arrived at the door, because the heel of her high heels softened, her whole body instantly leaned forward, staggered, fell directly from the towering steps, and landed on the steps below.

　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)