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Chapter 105 Qing Jing CP Party was officially established



Yuan Yuyue is also very familiar with the plot of "Journey to the West" and understands that what Yan Qing is talking about is the story of the Tang monk and his apprentice who passed through the Kingdom of Daughter on their way to learn scriptures.

"Tang Sanzang and the King of the Daughter Kingdom? Oh no, this part is so damn sweet, so annoying! I had to rage for two hours after watching it to relieve my hatred! Ahhhh!"

Yuan Yuyue thought bitterly that the violin she recently purchased was originally named "lina", but she was so jealous that she temporarily changed its name to "Weng Huaijing".



"We really enjoyed listening to this issue. Counting the song "Daughter's Love" which Teacher Yan Qing did not plan to release publicly, there are five songs in this issue."

Yi Li, the leader of the program planning team in the small dark room, said excitedly.

Three sets of 15-second short shots were released one after another, accompanied by three fragments of singing and post-production narration:



The first set of 15-second quick cuts:

Yan Qing, who was rarely wearing a black formal suit, sat in front of the piano and played and sang to himself affectionately.

"Your backpack

It's still not broken even now

But became the other half of my body

Not worth a thousand pieces of gold

It has become familiar with my sweat

It's the ring on my shoulder"

Narration in the broadcasting voice: ""Your Backpack" - the final work of Yan Qing's selection in this issue."



The second set of quick editing shots:

The stage lights were dim, and the seven-color neon light ball slowly rotated. Weng Huaijing, wearing a black mesh lace veil and gloves, and a dark green cheongsam, stood in front of a retro steel tube microphone, and she sang softly.

:

"Waiting for you

Waiting for you to stare at me silently

tell me

your future belongs to me

Ask for nothing but me"

Narrator in broadcast voice: "Weng Huaijing's final selection for this issue of "Waiting for Life"."



The third set of shots:

Yan Qing held the huanghuali guitar and stood upright in the center of the stage. He gently plucked the strings and sang with a soft and magnetic voice:

"The sun in the past has become slower

Cars, horses, and mail are both slow.

There is only enough time to love one person in a lifetime』

Narrator in broadcast tone: "Weng Huai's selected additional works for this issue of "Once Upon a Time Slow"."



"Oh my God, did Yan Qing publish so many works in this issue? It seems so productive... Girls can't say things like that."

Yuan Yuyue covered her mouth in surprise. She was waiting for the Reuters version of the fifth song to be released in the edited version.

Unexpectedly, the screen gradually turned black, and Yuan Yuyue heard a discussion coming from the TV speakers:

A rough male voice said: "Shouldn't this last song be released in the next issue?"

A gentle female voice: "Yes, let me tell you, even if it is released in the third issue, we have to leave some suspense, don't reveal everything in the essence version!"

Yan Qing's voice suddenly broke into the conversation: "No, what we will do in the next issue is the practice room version, teaching everyone how to dance."



"So the last song in this issue is a dance song? Is it specially written for the dancer Weng Huaijing? Please, no, consider us classical musicians."

Yuan Yuyue clasped her hands together. She hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help but glance at the LCD TV screen that was gradually lighting up.

Two columns of banner subtitles appear in the center of the screen:



Produced by "Talent Co., Ltd.": Electronic music dance song "seve"

Special thanks to: Twenty-four future dancers from the Ballet Department, Ballroom Dance Department, Classical Dance Department, Folk Dance Department, and Stage Theater Department of Imperial Dance Academy for their friendly appearances.



The subtitles gradually faded away, and the gate of the Imperial Dance Academy appeared on the screen. A group of girls, wearing cultural shirts and jeans, full of youthful vitality, stood in four rows on the cement floor at the gate of the school.

The girls' bodies moved with the prelude of the rapid and joyful electronic sand hammer sound.

A few seconds later, a female duet began, and the rapid maracas melody was added to the electric midi melody, and the girls began to dance in unison.

The upper body and arms moved freely with the electronic music melody. They took two steps forward to the left with some magical steps, and then took two steps forward to the right. The girls' dance steps were light, elegant and powerful.



"Ah, no, they just faked a shot and they didn't leave their positions at all. How did you do that? Is this a space walk?"

Yuan Yuyue, like all the viewers in front of the TV, didn't understand, and was thinking about how these girls did it.

If there was no grid effect added to the cement floor later, many people might not be able to tell that they did not make any displacement.

The girls were just gliding in place with a weird pace, looking like they were just walking forward.

"The lead dancer is actually Weng Huaijing! Pretending to be young! Humph!"

Yuan Yuyue also saw Weng Huaijing in the middle position of the first row.



After skating on the spot, the girls followed up with several sets of more bizarre dance steps. Sometimes they slid with their legs crossed like butterflies, sometimes moved sideways and slid forward, sometimes kicked forward and slid backwards...

Their weird dance postures are contrary to the conventional dance aesthetic concepts, but "sev", which is paired with the electronic dance music style, has an indescribable sense of rhythm and beauty.



"The girls' duet is so magical. They keep saying "Get down here and kill the black chicken". I feel like I'm being brainwashed."

Yuan Yuyue saw that there were actually three sets of lyrics and subtitles added by the program team later on the screen:

Swahili subtitles:

"viumbe vyote vya mungu wetu na mfalme wetu

pazeni sauti

ili nasi mwimbe

pazeni sauti”



Chinese subtitles:

"All living things created by the gods

sing loudly

praise them

Singing loudly"



Funny subtitles:

"That little turtle on the roadside has such a big stomach.

Lie down here and kill the black chicken

Brother comes with whiskey

Lie down here and kill the black-bone chicken.”



After this 50-second classic version of the ghost dance, six groups of 10-second shots of fast editing passed one after another on the screen:

Under the inscription Dancer's Cradle, the subtitles read:

"Emperor Dance Classical Dance Department - Classical Style Variant Ghost Step Dance";

In front of the cultural teaching building, the Ballroom Dance Department presented the Latin-style ghost step dance;

In front of the comprehensive teaching building, there are ghost steps that combine seven different folk dance styles;

On the stage of the small theater of Imperial City Dance Academy, the stage drama department performed a melodrama-style ghost dance;

In the ballet department's practice room, Weng Huaijing led the dancers in a classical ballet-style ghost step;

In the last set of short shots, the scene shifted to the green field of the Imperial Dance Academy. Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing were wearing Imperial Dance's oversized school uniforms. They were facing each other with only two or three steps apart. They perfectly integrated their hip-hop moves into their

The two people are interactively dancing.

There was no verbal interaction or eye contact between the two, but they cooperated with each other tacitly, creating a harmonious rhythm and unified symmetrical aesthetics.

In the end, the highlight edited version of the third issue of "Talent Co., Ltd." stopped at the scene of two people sliding together against the background of a pink special effect bubble.



"Talent Co., Ltd. in pink!"

"This wave, this wave is a naked show of affection!"

"I announce: The Qingjing CP Party is officially established, and everyone is welcome to come and produce their own dry food!"

Yuan Yuyue threw her phone far away. The real-time hot topics on Whisper made her panic when she saw it.

"Why do you want to make it pink? The third issue of "Talent Co., Ltd." is already available on demand. Should I watch it? Or watch it, or watch it!"

For the first time in her life, she chased stars but was forced to stuff her mouth full of dog food. Yuan Yuyue felt inexplicably depressed. She comforted herself like this:

"Maybe this is just a sense of cliché that the program team forcibly edited. Let's talk about it after watching it."


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