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The dance that Song Ziyu prepared for Ling Qingzhu this time is "Wine Between Flowers".

The Chinese-style jazz choreography, the combination of modern elements and ancient elements, can radiate a different kind of brilliance and make everyone's eyes shine.

This dance is in line with Aya Qingzhu's requirements.

Song Qingning had no class, so she took her sister to find Ling Qingzhu.

In other words, now Song Qingning is getting used to Song Ziyu's 'sister' status more and more. Of course, she can't tell the difference between the two identities of 'Song Ziyu' and 'Tang Yi', as well as the touch they each bring.

In her eyes, 'Tang Yi' is 'Song Ziyu', and 'Song Ziyu' is also 'Tang Yi'. No matter how the name changes, she will always be the one who takes good care of her.

With what happened last time, the two of them did not let Ling Qingzhu come out to lead the way this time, but walked in by themselves.

Some people saw that Song Ziyu, the sisters, had come to the dance studio again, and they were infatuated with each other. The brave ones had already gone up to ask for their autographs.Different from last time, last night Song Ziyu performed on the spot and defeated two rising stars in the field of musical instruments, which greatly shocked people.

The people in the school admired her so much.

Posts about Song Ziyu on the forum accounted for more than half of the new posts, and everyone was proud to be at the same school as Song Ziyu.The screen recording of the live broadcast last night was watched many times, just to listen to the song "House of Flying Daggers".

Many people have been killed by the murderous cycle in this song many times, but they still feel unsatisfactory. It is said that boys have already regarded it as a divine comedy for hairstyles.

Listening to this song can make people's hair stand on end, what kind of jelly water is there?

In addition, the leader of the art department got into a fight with the leader of the literature department for Song Ziyu, which caused the headmaster Li Junhong a headache, and they still fought!
The two finally walked into the dance room, and heard noisy voices coming from inside, as if there were many people gathered together.

From a long distance, I heard a boy say arrogantly: "The dance club is so strong? President Ji, you have to fulfill your promise, admit that the dance club is not as good as others, and then withdraw from this party. Otherwise, we just recorded There are videos, if you play tricks, we don’t mind posting these evidences on the school’s official website.”

"Anyone else want to compete with us?"

"It's just you people who take the dance club seriously." Someone said disdainfully, "Do you really think of yourself as an elite?"

"I'm so sorry, seniors and sisters, we've decided on this dance." Another person said in a strange tone, "Don't say we are heartless, it was your president who provoked us first, and we wanted to go through the process in a peaceful manner." , but some people just want to talk behind their backs."

"Don't be arrogant!" the people from the dance club said angrily, "We still have Ling Qingzhu, she can definitely defeat you!"

"Senior Qingzhu?" Hearing Aya Qingzhu's name, those people's tone became better, "Senior Qingzhu is indeed very strong, but your president is betting the entire dance club this time, and I am very sorry to implicate her." Pity."

"Don't you guys know how to dance in ancient style?" Ji Tianyuan sneered, "We, Qingzhu, don't plan to do 'space dance' and 'swan dance' anymore, we plan to dance in ancient style, so how about another competition?"

"can."

The captain of the group of juniors said calmly. He looked at Ling Qingzhu and said with a smile, "But if you are going to lose, I will be the president of the dance club, how about it?"

Ji Tianyuan's eyes froze, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

He turned to Ling Qingzhu, who was expressionless, and pleaded, "Qingzhu, I'll leave it to you this time!"

Members of other dance clubs also looked at Aya Qingzhu.

Whether the dance club can win this time depends entirely on Ling Qingzhu's performance, otherwise they will lose face and let this group of freshmen get the capital to show off.

Ling Qingzhu frowned, then nodded with her arms across her chest: "Yes."

Hearing this, Ji Tianyuan loosened his frown, as if he was very sure about Ling Qingzhu, after all, in terms of personal strength alone, the latter was the best for him.

It's just that Ling Qingzhu is completely alone, and two fists are no match for four hands.

Everyone's attention was on the stage, and they didn't notice Song Ziyu and Song Qingning, who were wearing masks, standing in the dance practice room.

"Senior Ling Qingzhu, please." The leading junior made a gesture of invitation, but his eyes never left the girl in front of him, his brows were full of frivolity.

Ling Qingzhu looked around the audience, then raised her hands, and said amazingly: "There is no need to compare, I admit defeat!"

Silence!

Many were too shocked to speak.

Ling Qingzhu's move was completely beyond the expectations of many people. It was incomparable, so you simply surrendered?
Isn't it true that the aspirations of others destroy one's prestige?

The leading junior was very happy, and he said approvingly: "Sister Qingzhu is really a straightforward person, not at all like President Ji, who has to fight hard when she can't beat her, she really is the king of mouth!"

He thought that Ling Qingzhu admired him, so he deliberately played such a hand, so that he could become the president of the dance club without any effort, so he was already full of enthusiasm and fantasizing.

The people in the dance club reacted and condemned Ling Qingzhu one after another. They almost wanted to soak the opponent's pig cage on the spot, and then throw it into the river to soak for a night before talking!

Ji Tianyuan was the angriest one. What's the difference between Ling Qingzhu's elbow-out behavior and slapping him in the face in public?
What's more, that junior was hitting him in the face, and Ling Qingzhu was the accomplice!
So, he couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, and cursed: "It's really useless. I danced the 'Space Dance Step' for a while, and changed to the 'Swan Dance' for a while, and now give me an 'Ancient Style Dance', may I ask you? Magic? At least the first two dances can be danced for everyone to see, but the last dance is because you can’t do it, so you don’t dare to dance?”

"That is, what's so good about Gufeng dancing alone?"

"There are a few Gu Feng Wus who can do it now. If they can do it, why is Ling Qingzhu so secretive?"

"I think foreign dances are more pleasing to the eye."

Ling Qingzhu was unmoved at all, and looked at these people present coldly, yes, she gave up on purpose.

Even if there are other ancient dances to dance, she doesn't want to win for this group of people!
Because they don't deserve it!

Ji Tianyuan continued to vent his anger relentlessly, and said with disdain: "You also know that it would be embarrassing to show that ancient dance, right? I told you a long time ago, it is more suitable to give up the ancient dance and learn more foreign dance styles. You, but you just don't believe me!"

"You really look like a fly." Ling Qingzhu sneered, and said unceremoniously, "Not only is it noisy, but it also makes people feel disgusting!"

"Hahahaha! Did I hit it?" Ji Tianyuan's face was full of pride, "No wonder he surrendered. It turns out that there is no dance to do, so I said Gufeng dance is not good!"

He is about to lose his position as the president of the dance club now, which has caused his mentality to become unbalanced, and he has begun to speak freely.This behavior was unpopular, many people saw that he had lost the position of the president, and stopped supporting him, except for a few who played well.

"Gufeng Dance really can't beat me." The leading junior said confidently, "Only in terms of dancing skills, as well as the feeling of giving people, 'Space Dance Step' beats you!"

A look of disgust welled up in Ling Qingzhu's eyes, and said: "In my eyes, a decent dance is something that brings people happiness, there is no distinction between noble and humble!"

The others were about to refute, but they heard a voice say: "That's right!"

Everyone looked back and found that the source of the voice was a girl wearing a mask. The other party was taking off the mask. It was Song Ziyu's stunning face.

Everyone was shocked, when was Song Ziyu here?

The people present stepped aside one after another, and Song Ziyu walked slowly into the arena, like a queen inspecting her subjects, with a strong aura.

Many people stared blankly at this beautiful girl, only to see her lightly part her red lips, saying: "Dancing is not a dancer's capital to show off, it is love, and another soul of a dancer!"

Ling Qingzhu looked at Song Ziyu excitedly, feeling that he had met a confidant, tears filled his eyes, but he couldn't say anything.

This woman gives hope!
"Qingzhu, this is an ancient dance I brought. I want to invite you, my confidant, to appreciate it. What do you think?"

Song Ziyu smiled and was extremely confident.

"Of course I would!"

Ling Qingzhu said with a smile.

The people present seemed to have noticed something, they just felt that a visual feast was about to unfold before their eyes!