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Xiao Zhou was already stomping his feet angrily. Ning Qing looked at the props, and finally, holding Xiao Zhou's sleeve, pointed to a crystal plate on the table over there.

"Ning Qing, you can't?" Xiao Zhou felt incredible.

Ning Qing nodded calmly.

……

Ning Yao performed first. She took off her knitted sweater and put on a white mink fur coat. Her wavy hair was braided in two beautiful braids around her ears and tied behind her head. Her palm-sized face was buried in her hair. In the collar, there is a bit more sentimental and gentle air of ancient women between the eyebrows.

There was light snow in the hall, and Ning Yao held the boat pole in her hand, as if she was standing on a small boat. She acted out the final fate of Xi Shi, and entered Taihu Lake in a boat with Fan Li.

She didn't have any lines during the whole process, but as Xiao Zhou said, her pure and sweet breath matched Xi Shi very well, and her frowns and smiles were like a spring breeze blowing in winter, and silence speaks louder than words.

Someone shouted "Ka", and the audience burst into applause. Ning Qing saw Xu Junxi smile affectionately at Ning Yao, and those Americans nodded to Ning Yao frequently.

Ning Yao left the stage and went into the dressing room. She saw Ning Qing very proud, "Sister, I'm done with the show, is your Zhao Feiyan ready?"

Ning Qing took off the cyan windbreaker, picked out a red ribbon, and handed the crystal dish to Ning Yao, "I'm going to prepare this."

Ning Yao's complexion changed drastically.

……

Xu Junxi knew what Ning Qing was going to perform when he saw Xiao Zhou put the five crystal plates in the center of the hall. The most legendary thing in Zhao Feiyan's life was her dancing posture.

Ning Qing, she actually...

It's not surprising when you think about it, Ning Qing, the No. 1 Yuan, is not only beautiful, she is also a master at playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and dancing.

When Xu Junxi was in a daze, he heard the shocked voices from the Americans around him. Looking up, Ning Qing took off his shoes and stood in the crystal dish with a pair of jade feet.

She was still wearing a white shirt and jeans, but she tucked the corners of the shirt into the high-waisted jeans. She leaned back, and her slender waist was as soft as a wimpy willow.

The red ribbon fluttered, her graceful body spun rapidly, and the crystal plate under her feet shone brightly with her movements.

Everyone was intimidated. Zhao Feiyan dancing on the crystal plate was just a legend. Ordinary people standing on the crystal plate not only kicked their feet but could also wrestle. Dancing can only be a legend.

But she never expected that Ning Qing could actually perform this magnificent dance today.

The Americans were amazed, and Xu Junxi was gradually fascinated. He watched her jumping among the five crystal plates, covering her face with ribbons, her delicate ink-painted eyebrows carried a bright smile, and Jianshui Qiutong was captivating.

But he quickly came back to his senses, and a fierce anger shot out of his chest. He found that Ning Qing didn't smile at him.

She smiled at the four men beside him without even looking at him.

what does she mean?

Mr. Hua wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt that happiness came too late. Ning Qing's beautiful eyes often lingered on him. This little fairy, his body was a little harder when he looked at her.

But he can't look, he has self-knowledge, knows how jackals and beasts his eyes are at the moment, he pinches his thigh with his hands, trying to make himself a gentleman.

All this is because, maybe no one else knows, only he saw a group of shopping mall elites in suits and leather shoes standing on the railing on the third floor of the hall at the moment, and at the front was Young Master Lu who had met a few times before. .