Fu Chaoyan decided to throw the jar.

Looking around for a while, Fu Chaoyan saw that there were some musical instruments and performance props in the corner.

Fu Chaoyan walked over, picked up a sword, and asked, "Can I use this?"

The staff was a little surprised and said, "Yes, these are all for the trainees."

"Thank you." Fu Chaoyan lowered her eyes and had an idea in her mind.

"It's time for you, go quickly." The staff reminded.

Fu Chaoyan held the sword in his hand tightly and walked towards the stage.

The company where Fu Chaoyan is located is also displayed on the big screen.

"Quanyi Entertainment? I haven't heard of it."

"I haven't heard of it either."

"Is it just alone? So beautiful!"

"I didn't recommend this beautiful before? The company is not good, right?"

The other trainees chattered and discussed it endlessly until Fu Chaoyan came to the stage.

The dazzling and dazzling light flowed and fell on Fu Chaoyan.

"Hello mentor, I am Fu Chaoyan from Quanyi Entertainment."

The instructor sitting in the middle saw her holding a sword and asked with a smile: "Are you going to dance a sword?"

"yes."

The instructor looked at the script and did not ask for special care to this person, so he said, "Please start your performance."

Fu Chaoyan took a deep breath.

The music started as the lights dimmed.

"Loulan Song"? Didn't that be a song with Song Qingning?"

"My God, this is the first time I have seen a real person dancing a sword."

"Silent, look carefully."

“…”

A beam of light hit Fu Chaoyan, she raised her sword, and the cold light reflected on the sword body, and her eyes became firmer.

The prelude to "Loulan Song" is gentle and gentle. The girl raises her eyes and dances with swords. A set of continuous movements is precisely inserted.

"Plitting the strings to send you thousands of miles away, I hope you will return soon."

"Stock your lovesickness with a glass of wine, I hope you know."

The gentle music accompanied by the soft sword dance is very soft.

The girl's eyes seemed to be filled with flowers, full of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Under the smoke and clouds, the mad sword cuts down the dust!"

The second half was played quickly, and the girl on the stage moved quickly but not chaotic, and her eyes became cold.

"Don't look back, it's been a hundred years."

The lights were concentrated, and the girl seemed to have not grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword fell from mid-air!

"ah!"

"careful!"

Just when everyone thought it was a performance mistake, the girl was calm and kicked the sword with her toes lightly.

The sword swirled around the air and returned to Fu Chaoyan's hand.

As the song reached its end, Fu Chaoyan quickly put his sword in his arms, turned his back to the instructor's seat, and stood still and looked back.

The lights scattered and condensed on Fu Chaoyan's body, and the cold look in the camera was breathtaking.

"Ah, I'm dead! My sister is so ah!"

"So handsome! I can!"

“Calm down.”

“…”

There were many little fans among the trainees who looked at them and applauded wildly.

Fu Chaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the center of the stage.

"Awesome!" The instructor sitting in the middle was Xue Shuxuan, a popular idol. He exclaimed: "The movements are neat and straightforward, and his eyes are quite stable. How long do you practice dancing?"

Fu Chaoyan understood the mistake and replied: "I have been practicing martial arts for twelve years."

Practice talismans at one year old and practice martial arts at five years old.

Cold and heat go by, never stopping.

"Wow! So awesome!"

"No wonder I danced so well!"

"Can you sing a paragraph?" Sitting next to Xue Shuxuan was Meng Wenying, the queen of the Golden Songs.

Just now, Fu Chaoyan only performed a dance. If you have a comprehensive evaluation, you still need to sing and dance to combine the evaluation.

Fu Chaoyan smirked, "I'm not ready to sing."

Who can't hum a few words?

But Fu Chaoyan is not fully tuned and nicknamed Death Song Ji.
Chapter completed!