Compared with the Nishang dance, the difficulty coefficient of Dunhuang dance is much higher.

In fact, Mu Qingli has only seen others dance, but she has not skipped it. But after all, she has a foundation in dancing. Her body is very flexible, has a sense of rhythm, and has a much stronger comprehension than ordinary people. It should be no problem to dance on stage. She can't dance now, and she also has to force herself!

You can't let those hiding in the dark see a joke!

Mu Qingli continued: "Well, it's okay, please let Teacher Wang communicate with the host,"

"Okay," Teacher Wang nodded, "I'll communicate with the host now."

After Teacher Wang left, Mu Qingli took out his mobile phone and found several videos of Dunhuang dance. Although it was useless to cram the Buddha temporarily, it was much better to hold it than not to hold it.

Halfway through the party, Fu Lanshen no longer had the patience to continue watching. If it weren't for Mu Qingli, he wouldn't have sat here tonight. He had just waited for so long, why hadn't he waited for her show yet?

Fu Lan looked down at her watch.

The host's voice came from the air.

"Next, please invite the tea ceremony performance brought by Miss Sakai Yaoko from R Country Girls' School, and everyone applauds and welcomes you."

Sakai Yaozi is known as a child prodigy in Country R and is the second winner of the global competition. At this time, there are many fans of her on the court.

There was a strong applause from the audience.

Sakai Yaoko, wearing a kimono, appeared on the stage.

The calm tea ceremony music rang out.

With a sweet smile on Sakai Yaoko faced the audience and bowed slowly.

Just as Yaoko Sakai bowed and raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a noble and elegant figure.

The man was wearing a meticulous handmade suit, his legs overlapped, leaning lazily on the back of the chair. His facial features were as delicate as a knife, cold and abstinent, and his sitting posture was casual, but he burst into a powerful aura, which made people dare not look at him.

Sakai Yaozi quickly withdrew her gaze and started the tea ceremony performance.

In fact, the tea ceremony began in China. During the Southern Song Dynasty, Zen Master Rongxi of R Guo brought tea seeds and tea art back to R from China. He also created a "Tea Practice" based on the "Tea Sutra" and created a "Record of Health in Eating Tea". Kencha began to become popular in R Country and became the largest tea sect in the martial arts world.

From then on, Country R took the tea ceremony for itself and turned it into the culture of Country R.

Burn incense and calm the air, and cook sweet springs alive.

The movements are beautiful and the smoke is curling, which has a sense of artistic conception.

Tea can produce goodness, and it is a wonderful fragrance in the world. Drinking tea to cleanse the heart and enter the cool ground.

Sakai Yaozi was beautiful, and she was wearing a kimono at this time, and her hands were smooth and elegant, elegant and dignified.

The audience in the audience was stunned, especially those M people who had never seen tea ceremony performances.

"I want to sleep when I watch this tea ceremony performance of R people in China. When will I go to Dameili's program?" Tong Shishi rubbed her eyes and turned her eyes to Qi Feng beside her.

Tong Shishi lacked artistic cells since she was a child and really couldn't appreciate the tea art performance. Like Fu Lanshen, what she most looked forward to was Mu Qingli's performance.

Qi Feng lowered his voice and said, "It seems that it is the next one."

"Really?" Yan Shu also felt energetic, "What kind of program did Lili perform?"

Fu Lanshen, who was beside him, also sat upright and listened with his ears.

Qi Feng continued: "What the fifth aunt wants to perform is the Nishang dance."

Tong Shishi said excitedly: "Wow, I'm so looking forward to it!"

Sakai Yaoko's tea ceremony performance is the most popular program ever. After she stepped down, strong applause came from the audience.

"Smack it."

The audience's enthusiasm is higher than ever.

When Sakai Yaoko stepped down, Mu Qingli happened to take the stage. The two passed by each other. Sakai Yaoko's pupils suddenly shrank, an incredible light appeared in the eyes, and her hands clenched into fists.

Mu Qingli is so beautiful!

Sakai Yaozi never expected that Mu Qingli would wear such clothes on the stage.

Isn’t she going to perform the Nishang dance?

Although it is beautiful in appearance like this, it will appear a bit inappropriate if you want to dance the colorful dance.

After all, there are different types of dance.

One is classical beauty.

One is the beauty of the Western Regions.

I think Mu Qingli must be exhausted. After a while, she just needs to watch how she is acting ugly on the stage. Thinking of this, Sakai Yaozi relaxed a lot and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Mu is so beautiful." Sakai Yaozi took the initiative to greet Mu Qingli.

"No need to say, I think I'm very beautiful." Mu Qingli paused, her jaw tilted lightly, and her words fell, and she turned around and left.

Sakai Yaozi looked at her back and bit her lip unwillingly.

Smile, you won’t be able to laugh in a while!

She is the only one who will excel tonight!

"Next, please enjoy the Dunhuang dance brought to you by Miss Mu Qingli in North China High School!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the air immediately calmed down.

After the global competition, who else didn’t know Mu Qingli in the entire venue?

This is the champion who has squeezed out more than a hundred countries and won the first place in the global competition!

Everyone is looking forward to her show.

Yaozi Sakai in the backstage was also slightly stunned.

Dunhuang dance?

Isn’t Mu Qingli going to dance the Nishang dance?

How did it be changed to Dunhuang Dance?

If she had known that Mu Qingli could dance Dunhuang dance, she would not have left a way out for Mu Qingli!

Sakai Yaozi was so angry that she almost died on the spot!

Accompanied by a sound of drumming full of exotic style, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed and were replaced by a gust of white smoke. The drumming sound became slower and slower, and then a melodious sound of a pipa interspersed in.

At this moment, the music suddenly stopped and the air fell into silence.

The mist dissipated, and a graceful figure appeared in the middle of the stage. She faced everyone with her bare feet and bells tied around her ankles. As she walked, she brought a pleasant ringtone, full of exotic style. Her white and soft hands were placed above her head, posing professional dance poses, cutting her shoulders and fragrant bones, and slimming her waist.

Even a figure makes people think a lot and amazed.

The sound of the pipa slowly sounded, and her figure swayed gently with the melodious sound of the pipa, as soft as boneless. The sound of drumming suddenly rose at this moment, and a group of Mu Qingli, who were in a group of bright red, slowly looked back.

Her face was wearing a red veil of the same color as her clothes, only a pair of eyes that charmed all living beings. Her eyelashes were slender, and the waves were flowing and they could capture the soul. Her long black and thick hair was tied behind her head, leaving only two red ribbons hanging down from behind her head. When she turned around and looked back, she drew a perfect curve in the air.

The red Western dance clothes are divided into two layers, revealing a piece of white, soft and thin waist. The collision between red and white is so eye-catching that there is no fat on her waist. Her waist is very perfect, as if it can be cut off with a light pinch, which makes people feel itchy.

Such a beauty.

Beautiful to the whole country.

Although it was far apart, Fu Lanshen still clearly saw a very gorgeous peony pattern on Mu Qingli's left waist. The big red peony was linked to the red skirt. Only half of the flower shape was seen, and half was hidden under the red skirt, looming, making people unable to help but want to tear open the complicated dress and find out.

This is simply a fairy!

Fu Lanshen felt his mouth dry for a while, so he picked up the mineral water and poured a big mouthful of it. The cool water penetrated his throat, but he still couldn't calm him down, and even made him feel a little restless.

Fu Lanshen turned his eyes and looked at the man behind him and wanted to put his eyes on her. He felt even more depressed and loosened his tie in annoyance.

At this time, he wished he could rush to the stage, rub the man, put it in his pocket and hide it, take it for himself, and not let anyone see it!

After a dance ended, strong applause rang out from the audience!

More intense than ever!

With the pearls and jade in front, everyone seemed to be a little indifferent to the next street dance show.

After Mu Qingli stepped down, she did not go to the fitting room to change her clothes immediately, but walked towards the front-end audience.

"Uncle Qi, isn't I dancing just now?" Mu Qingli took off the veil and appeared in front of Fu Lanshen with a smile, like a child who got full marks in the exam and asked his parents for rewards.

Fu Lan raised her eyes lightly, tried hard to restrain the urge to pull her to sit down on her legs, and lifted her thin lips lightly, "Good-looking."

Mu Qingli stood and Fu Lanshen sat. As soon as he raised his eyes, he could see the slender waist exposed to the air. It was thin and soft, and had a great feel. It was like a piece of high-quality mutton fat jade, and it was like the best silk, delicate and smooth, making people unable to help but want to leave some marks on it.

How can other big pigs see such a beautiful waist?

Fu Lanshen's eyes became deeper, and he got up and took off his suit and wrapped it around Mu Qingli. "The temperature is low at night, be careful of catching a cold." Others had high legs and were extremely domineering. When they did such actions, Mu Qingli could not resist at all.

“I’m not cold.”

"You're cold." Fu Lanshen bent down and tied the buttons on her suit. Her thick fingertips accidentally scraped over the soft flesh around her waist, causing a tremor.

Why does he always do such misunderstandings?

Does he like himself?

Mu Qingli was shocked by her thoughts. In her eyes, she saw a cold and ascetic face, restrained and polite, as if the slight movement just now was just an illusion of her.
To be continued...