Chapter 1385 Blood-crying Swan

Compared with the dance in the first half, the level of this male student's later level has obviously decreased a lot.

Several difficult rotational limbs were stiff and the connection was not smooth enough, but when everyone thought that he was now a "wounded", they naturally became much more tolerant when they looked at him.

Even the judges said that it was a pity for him. If it weren't for the spraining of his foot, this dance would have been completely A-like.

However, although the front desk was in a moving atmosphere, the girls in the waiting room looked disdainful when they looked at the projection screen.

"He did it on purpose! The chat records of the top 100 men's camp groups were leaked. He complained in the group that the second half of the dance was very difficult! He couldn't dance well even if he danced! Now he just pretended to sprain his foot. If he couldn't dance well, no one could say that he would. By the way, he could sell a strong character to surround him with a wave of brainless fans."

"Yes, if he jumps down as he originally had, the flaws in the second half will be too serious. This is a professional problem that cannot be washed. I guess he can get a C or B at most. Now he only jumps the first half of his jump and then pretends to be sprained. Out of inertial thinking, the judges will think that if he doesn't sprain his foot, he will definitely be able to jump in the second half. Including the encouragement score, most of them will give him B grades. It's really a good plan."

"In the college, I twisted my feet before the long-distance running test! My ankles were swollen and a big piece, but I didn't say anything, and I insisted on running the whole process and got it well. The mentor also said that I didn't perform well today and I used to be excellent. Now thinking about it, I'm really better to be a tragic person with my mentor! It turns out that children who can cry have milk."

Sure enough, when the student finished his dance and stood in the middle of the stage waiting for comments, the judges did give him good results, and at the same time praised his persistence. "If you want to achieve something in any field, this spirit is the most important thing!"

The student was always humble and bowed to the judges repeatedly to thank the judges. After finally finishing this "show" and was about to leave, another figure walked onto the stage.

That was his official girlfriend, Tao Keyi. She also bowed slightly to the judges and expressed her rudeness. Then she quickly walked to her boyfriend, squatted down in front of him, lifted her long hair and put it behind her ears, and wrapped a towel soaked in cold water on his ankles.

"After twisting your feet, you must apply ice immediately to inhibit local blood circulation, which will be more conducive to recovery. Now you try to move your ankles first, will you still feel it hurt?"

Seeing this warm scene, a spark of envy was suddenly aroused in the barrage.

"I want such a considerate girlfriend too!"

"Otherwise, girls are more careful. Last time I went shopping with my sister, I accidentally twisted my feet and complained to my boyfriend, and he said, "I deserve it, who told you to wear such high heels all day long." I'm really [goodbye][goodbye]"

"Hahaha, is the same straight guy for the same boyfriend? My boyfriend is the same. Every time I complain to him, I will be scolded by him first [smile] A girl as gentle as Keyi MM is really suitable to be a good sister! Boys who can date her must be very happy!"

At this time, the waiting room has a completely different style.

"Tsk... I'm really popular. This sprained foot operation was taught by Tao Keyi? Is it because he helped him raise his score and took the opportunity to add a show to himself. It's really a scumbag who makes a lot of trouble."

"And have you seen it? I could see clearly that she gave the man the trouser leg just now. His ankle was not swollen at all! I couldn't bear to use a bitter trick to make a ruthless move on myself, and I was about to laugh to death."

"Oh, you have to understand others. If you pretend to twist your feet and jump like that, if you really twist it, you still don't know what kind of virtue you will jump to."

Jin Siqi did not participate in these discussions. She sat in a corner of the dressing table and sighed silently.

To be honest, it’s okay to just teach your boyfriend to hype, after all, it doesn’t hurt anyone. But sprinkling glass scraps in other people’s high heels... This is too vicious! Not only does it mean to break the gifts of fans without any cherishing, but it also uses fragments to harm people. When fans give you gifts, do you know you want to do this kind of thing?

He glanced at her side with lingering fear, but Feng Yin was not in her seat, and he didn't know if she had dealt with her foot injury properly.

Now, just one lyric is played in the headphones.

"How come we become like this, how can we only end regretfully?"

Yes, she really wanted to ask her former companions what they had made them like this?

...

Perhaps the promotion competition was too long and boring, and Lele, who had enough food and drink, was already asleep on the table.

The air conditioning was on in the venue. Ruan Yu was worried that Lele would be frozen, so she thoughtfully covered it with a small quilt and wrapped it tightly.

This also made many students in the backstage who were still practicing hard and sigh that their treatment was not as good as a puppy!

The dance performances in the men's camp are still in progress.

The students' tricks are endless. In addition to competing with technology, there are also people who work hard on styling.

For example, when you see an idol's look very beautiful, you also wear the same outfit, but they ignore that the reason why idols are idols is not only because of their appearance, but more because of their talents and temperament.

The members of the men's camp who are now on the court are obviously imitating Rong Xiao's style. They dyed silver hair, wore black punk clothes, and diamond earrings. They suddenly looked a bit like a bit.

But once the camera is closer, it will not work. Under the broadcast of the big screen, the male student's face was full of acne. Even with the black eyeliner, he still looked dull and unconscious, and he did not have the chic temperament of a school tyrant at all. The dance was quite average, and the complexion was dark, which formed a strong contrast with the silver hair, just like a wig was buckled on the top of his head. The stranger it was.

"Brother Xiao, do you think he looks like your clone?" Feng Boliang deliberately complained to Rong Xiao, "Why didn't you tell me that you have a twin brother?"

Rong Xiao smiled helplessly: "Is my appearance that bad?"

There was also a lot of echoes in the barrage.

"Sure enough, not everyone can hold the school bully's style! No, I want to see my male god immediately wash my eyes..."

"This story tells us that no matter what shape, we still have to look at the face in the end! We have the face to travel all over the world!"

The further they get, the more uneven the students' levels are, and Liangxiao CP has changed its style and turned on the "poisonous tongue mode" to complain. But these two people are high-emotional intelligence couples after all. Even if they complain, they are just to activate the atmosphere on the scene, but they will not really hurt the students' self-esteem.

There have been barrages saying that the biggest highlight of this game is not the contestants' performance, but Liang Xiao's flirting.

After the men's camp dance ended, the girls' group dance also came to an end smoothly.

The last group of people who drew solo dance were all coincidentally Feng Yin.

"Sister Yin, your feet are like this. Is it really okay to continue dancing?" Some students looked at her worriedly.

Feng Yin only returned everyone's "reassuring" look and went back to the backstage to change clothes.

Before I saw the person, waves of flutes sounded, like a lotus pond on a moonlit night. There were water droplets floating in the air, both like dew drops sliding on lotus leaves and like foam quietly bursting on the sea.

Gradually, the light dimmed, and only a ray of light left to break through the silence of the night. The heroine of this performance was wearing a snow-white dress, with a few feathers inserted at the ends of her hair. Amid the elegant music, she slowly danced on tiptoe. Wherever she danced, the beam of light moved with her, and then matched with her graceful dance posture, which was as beautiful as a dream.

What she is dancing now is a classic ballet song "The Death of the Swan".

Under the quiet and bright moonlight, a white swan shook his wings sadly, wandering on the lake, and the cello played a depressing melody. Feng Yin's expression also had just the right sadness. Every step was so light, but there was a kind of fragility all over his body. Every time he shook his wings, he seemed to have to use all his strength, and he wanted to sing wildly at the end of his soul. It seemed to lead people to witness the passing of a life together.

The initial movement is like leaning over, looking up; like coming, or going. It is like dancing in a gentle and gentle manner, like swallows lying on their nests, flying high, like magpie birds frightening at night. The beautiful dance posture is leisurely and gentle, and the flexible rotation body is as light as the wind. The wonderful state is extraordinary, the jade is pure and the ice is clear. It is so graceful and so unforgettable.

Then, she continued to dance, like flying, like walking, like standing, or like tilting. Her casual movements never lose her rules, and her hands, eyes, and body movements were in line with the sound of the flute. The slender silk robe fluttered from the wind, and her long sleeves lingered left and right. The endless postures were flying and dispersed, and her bent body, hands and feet merged.

Suddenly, a tremor spread from the tip of her left finger to her shoulder, and from her shoulder to her right finger. The silver bracelet on her hand also vibrated. During the whole process, she did not deliberately pretend, and every movement was natural and smooth, like a white lotus coming out of water.

At this time, a sharp-eyed audience noticed that blood slowly flowed out of her feet, dyeing the white dance shoes red. But she continued to dance and rotate, allowing the blood to overflow, sprinkle the blood on the ground.

This is the truest color of life. At this moment, it seems like a stroke of a god, and a wounded swan is highly restored. Her wings are stained with blood, and her vitality gradually disappears, but when everything is about to end, she is still struggling to survive. The sorrow mixed with despair, but the pride that has never faded at all, almost easily infected everyone.

On and off the court, countless spectators were crying for this swan and crying for this swan!

Just like the story of this dance, the white swan was seriously injured and was about to die, but she longed to flap her wings and fly to the sky. She shook her wings gently, stood up her toes with difficulty, and tried to fly away from the lake again and again. Life was calling for her to fight with the god of death. Finally, she miraculously spread her wings and rotated and flew!

The glory of life flashed again. But due to exhaustion, the white swan slowly leaned to the ground, gradually closing her eyes, and trembling like lightning swept across her body. Finally, she tried her best to lift one of her wings in a trembling manner, pointing to the sky, showing her desire for life. Then, she slowly closed her eyes and died silently.

When the last move was completed, Feng Yin slowly buried her head and lowered her body completely on the stage. The blood dyed her dress and added the most miserable and beautiful color to this small and beautiful life!

It was not until the performance ended and the audience was silent for a long time that there was a burst of thunderous applause.

A! The score given by each judge is A!

No one expected that in the group ranked last, he could see such a perfect performance!

The barrage also applauded the whole story, and by the way, the previous male student who was hyped up a strong character was also criticized.

"Her feet are really bleeding. She is still insisting on giving such a good dance to everyone. This is really strong! In contrast, those who had twisted their feet before, and they were like they were about to die [drip]"

"That's it! I was thinking just now that he just twisted his feet? Why are the audience crying like he twisted his neck? He was praised for his strength in the barrage? Is it so worthless now?"

"Ahhh, I want to fan this young lady! I'm watching her dance well on the big screen, not only do she dance well, but also look so beautiful. Why are such a person so unknown in previous shows? Those who are on the hot searches are full of charming X-rays, and I'm tired of watching it!"

Although there were some disharmonious voices saying, "If you don't deal with your feet like this, why don't you take the blame on yourself?" But most people think that if she would rather hurt her body for a better dance effect, this spirit of dedication to art will make her even greater.

As for some black fans who deliberately pointed out Feng Yin's plastic surgery and said that there were comparison photos on his homepage, netizens immediately retorted: "Her strength is obvious if she doesn't have plastic surgery. Why didn't your master get a full A without plastic surgery?"

When Feng Yin returned to the waiting room, Jin Siqi listened to the discussions of others. It is said that not only did not apply medicine to the wound, but she deliberately cut the wound, which caused the scene of the blood-stained stage just now.

After learning this truth, Jin Siqi didn't know what to say. Compared with Tao Keyi's hurting others, Feng Yin chose to hurt herself. She also used the "hard trick" to exchange for this perfect performance, and outsiders shouldn't say much. But such decisive behavior revealed a kind of "unswerable way" after all, which made Jin Siqi feel scared. She felt that Feng Yin had changed, no longer the gentle and mature sister who always took care of everyone at the time.

Perhaps, from the day she decided to go for plastic surgery, she had chosen to compromise with reality. This time, the glass fragment incident not only cuts her feet, but also cuts her pure and kind heart. She no longer pursues the light, but sinks herself into the darkness, praying for that glimmer of light in the darkness.

Her future may be like her dance today, perfect and hurtful, and she deserves her name as a "blood-wailing swan".
Chapter completed!