C56 A Dance of Qingcheng
C56 A Dance of Qingcheng
Shen Heng was a bit surprised by the lady's way of handling things, but he was still satisfied with not letting himself into the Bureau, "Give me an address, I'll send it over to you tomorrow morning."
Lin Ruolan smiled and said, "I will be at the restaurant at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. Here's the key, open the door ahead of time."
"Alright."
Shen Heng took the key and watched her leave. He did not expect that this would happen so easily. Even if it was the past, he had never seen this Miss Lin before.
However, the way she smiled gave off a strange feeling of familiarity. She had the temperament of an orchid, faint but very comfortable.
After Shen Heng came back to his senses, he immediately arranged for people to repair their shop. It was destined to be a busy night.
At the venue, Ning Xia nervously clenched her hands. She didn't know what kind of fate awaited her.
"Ning Xia, you're waiting here by yourself?"
Pei Shijie looked around backstage and finally saw Ning Xia, who was hiding in the dressing room. She was wearing a pink dress with part of her hair tied up, and she wore a pair of exquisite steps with an ancient style. She looked extremely pure and beautiful, just like a beauty who came from an ancient painting, which made people unable to shift their eyes away from her.
"Manager President Pei, why are you here?"
Ning Xia immediately stood up. She had never thought that she would meet Pei Shijie here.
"Hey, didn't I hear that you jumped in Latin?"
It was because he heard about the Latin dance that he wanted to come here first, to have a good look at it. It would be very sexual for her to wear a Latin dance dress with such a curvy figure. Feelings?
However, this outfit was still not bad. It was a different kind of beauty.
"It's been changed at the last minute."
Ning Xia softly explained, feeling scared inside.
"Hmm, do your best. Come to my place tonight?"
Pei Shijie smiled and patted her shoulder. After saying that sentence meaningfully, Ning Xia's heart tightened. She subconsciously wanted to reject it, but remembering what Pei Yichen had told her, she calmed herself down.
He definitely couldn't go, but he had to complete the mission Pei Yichen gave him!
"Manager President Pei, I may have to go back with President Pei today, but you've helped me so much, I can tell you a secret in confidence."
Her hesitant expression confirmed the truthfulness of her words.
"What secret?"
Pei Shijie was a bit excited. He didn't expect that Ning Xia would already know to report some information to him so soon.
"Please prepare for the next one, Ning Xia."
Ning Xia had just opened her mouth when she heard the host telling her to get ready. It was her turn to go up on stage?
"Manager President Pei, wait for me when it's over. I'll tell you then. I'll go on stage first!"
Ning Xia nervously said this sentence and immediately ran into Niu Juan, who was rushing towards her. She pulled her lute and asked if Niu Juan had come back, only then did she realize that her most important prop hadn't arrived. If she couldn't make it in time, then she would really be courting death.
"Big Sis Niu, please, I'll wait backstage. You go ahead and wait for Ye, if you really can't make it, then I can only risk it all and see if I can beat this old waist down."
While waiting, Ning Xia felt that she was suffering. Her neck was almost stretched into a giraffe, but she still didn't see Ye Wen come back alive.
"Next, let's all enjoy the solo dance, Peach Blossom Resentment , which was brought by the CEO's assistant, Miss Ning Xia."
The host's voice gave Ning Xia the illusion that he was about to be executed on the execution ground.
In the audience, no matter what attitude they were holding, when they saw Ning Xia appear on stage, a round of enthusiastic applause still rang out.
Anna couldn't help but mutter in her heart, Isn't it the Latin Dance? Why did it suddenly change again?
However, it didn't matter. The impromptu dance definitely wouldn't produce any results. She just waited to see how Ning Xia would make a fool of herself!
The lights on the stage dimmed. It was time for the actors to go on stage.
Ning Xia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She resigned herself to her fate and took a step forward, preparing to walk onto the stage.
"Ning Xia, quick!"
Leaves bent over and handed over the lute.
Ning Xia was stunned. Holding the lute, she had an unreal feeling.
Moreover, this lute, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity …
"Get on the stage!"
The other actors' lights dimmed, allowing them to enter the stage in a few seconds, but Ning Xia had already been in a daze for a minute. The audience couldn't help but whisper among themselves. The host somewhat awkwardly dragged Ning Xia up the stage from the backstage.
Only then did Ning Xia come back to her senses. She immediately held the lute and took up a pose at the center of the stage.
The host said "ok" to the voice technician through the headset. The soothing music started playing and a beam of light fell on Ning Xia's body.
With her back facing the crowd, she held the lute in one hand and her back to them, while her other hand held a blue and white finger. Her arm was slightly raised in the distance, revealing the graceful curve of her lower jaw.
The entire hall instantly quieted down. Ning Xia was as beautiful as a fairy that had never touched the mundane world.
After the first sound of the guzheng, she lightly turned her waist and waved her red sleeves. Her arms were weak without bones, and her red sleeves encircled her body. Hibiscus was looking diagonally at her, as if she was still moving.
Every dance, every glance she threw back into the hearts of the audience, feeling her every frown and smile, feeling the heartbreak of a young girl.
In the beginning, she was the carefree, delicate, and beautiful Peach Blossom Fairy.
In the second section, she was moved by her heart's desire and her heart's desire. She smiled sweetly and looked forward to it.
In the middle section, she was a young girl immersed in the sweetness of love. She was like a light cloud hiding the moon, floating and swaying like a snow returning from the flowing wind.
In the second period, she was sorrowful. She cried. She was unwilling to accept this. It was as if she had lost her true love. Her heart was already broken, but there was still a resolute hope in her eyes.
Finally, on the green mountain, after dusk, a peach blossom tree fell like a rain of peach blossoms. She held the lute to her face and softly chanted.
"I don't know where to put my face, but the peach blossoms still smile like the spring breeze."
Under the light, there were still some tears on her face that had yet to dry, causing Pei Yichen's heart to ache.
In his eyes, the only thing that remained was this dancing woman who had forgotten herself. She was that Peach Blossom Fairy.
She was a silly girl who risked her life for love, yet was hurt all over.
He wanted to rush onto the stage and hug her tightly, telling her that he was here.
For a moment, he wanted to hold her in his palm, to let her be an innocent and happy fairy forever, to not let her shed a single tear.