Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

On Saturday, the Rising Star Dance Competition was held as scheduled.

For young players, participating in the competition is not only to gain rankings and add luster to their resumes, but more importantly, this competition will be broadcast live on eight well-known TV stations across the country. If they can Leave an impression on the audience and maybe even become an internet celebrity.

Not everyone wants to step into the palace of art. In comparison, becoming an Internet celebrity and selling goods through live broadcasts can help them live a wealthy life in advance.

"Excuse me, can you change seats with us?"

Han Yurou, who was sitting in the corner of the first row, looked up. In front of her was a girl in a white skirt, followed by a slender man. Perhaps because the light in the venue was too dark, she couldn't see their faces clearly.

The girl handed over two tickets and a stack of cash. The seat number was in the middle of the back row. The viewing experience was much better than in her small corner. Moreover, she estimated that the stack of cash was at least several thousand yuan. Han Yurou quickly agreed. , and by the way, I woke up my boyfriend who was sleeping soundly next to me.

"Thank you." Chu Yao said with a smile.

A few days ago, when Chu Yao was translating the rest of the text, an evil force took control of her wrist. Chu Yao did not resist, but allowed the evil force to write two lines of text with her hand. After comparing with the translation table, After checking, Chu Yao got two strings of numbers, one of which pointed to 10:45 in the morning on Saturday, while the other string of numbers left her a little confused.

Until last night, after Chu Yao returned to Ji's house, he was still calculating the meaning of this string of numbers.

",..." Ji Jinchen, who was passing by the living room, picked up the manuscript paper in her hand, pondered for a while, and asked, "Where is the longitude and latitude of this?"

"Longitude and latitude?" This sentence awakens the dreamer. If the first two numbers are regarded as longitude and latitude with three decimal places, it will point to a certain place.

Ji Jinchen had entered the longitude and latitude into his mobile phone, and five words were displayed on the screen - "Imperial Capital Grand Theatre".

The two thought that 112 symbolized a certain hall number of the Imperial Capital Grand Theatre, but when they arrived at the theater, they learned that only one hall was requisitioned as the venue for the Rising Star Dance Competition today, and the others were not open.

Seeing that there were 12 seats in one row on the seating chart, Chu Yao suddenly felt something in his heart and asked: "112, does it mean seat in the first row?"

"It's possible." Ji Jinchen nodded. Unfortunately, the tickets they bought were in the middle of the second row, not next to the twelve seats in the row. But there is nothing that money can't buy. If so, then Add more money.

The competition started not long after they sat down. The contestants were all dancers selected from the major universities in the imperial capital. They had extremely strong dancing skills. Each beautiful dance with different styles was presented in front of the audience. , everyone was full of praise.

By the time of intermission, the seat No. 12 next to Chu Yao was still empty, but there was an extra wheelchair in front of a seat in the middle.

Ji Jinchen glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said softly: "Chu Boting is here too."

"You are really strong and disabled." Chu Yao mocked casually. After she untied the underworld evil spirit, Chu Boting's injuries would naturally recover slowly, so she was not surprised that Chu Boting could wake up. .

But this does not mean that she will let Chu Boting go. On the contrary, Chu Yao has already thought of how to make him unable to live or die.

Chu Wanying prepared a play called "Nirvana", which was the last dance in the audience. Just when she was about to go on stage, a thin and short man wearing sunglasses sat in seat 12 with a hand in his hand. Carrying a black bag.

Chu Yao opened his eyes and saw a thin black thread on the forehead of the person next to him, and the other end of the thread was connected to the stage.

The spotlight illuminated a corner of the stage, and what came into view was a pair of slender arms swinging flexibly, like a baby bird learning how to fly.

Along with the soothing music, Chu Wanying appeared in a bright yellow classical dance skirt. She lifted the hem of the skirt high and danced gracefully, as if she had no weight at all.

The audience could not help but be attracted by her graceful dancing posture, but they could not see that Chu Wanying's beautiful face was shrouded in a deathly aura, and there was a strange filament between her eyebrows.

Suddenly, dull drums sounded, and the beat of the music became more and more rapid. Disaster fell from the sky, and the Phoenix living in the Wutong Forest was forced into despair.

Chu Wanying opened the button on her collar, and the bright red long sleeves that were pinned up instantly shook off. Like the wings of a phoenix bathed in fire, she spun rapidly, getting faster and faster, as if she wanted to break through all restraints.

At the same time, the accompaniment reached its most exciting stage. When the last heavy drum was beaten, Chu Wanying threw her red sleeves to both sides, and the phoenix that was born towards death would eventually reach nirvana.

The audience was shocked by the emotional explosion of the dance. After a few seconds of silence, the audience burst into applause!

Chu Boting clapped his hands happily and proudly. He was still very weak, but for Chu Wanying's sake, he still came to watch her performance in person.

After the dance ended, Chu Wanying gasped for breath. This dance was very difficult. She would always make mistakes during rehearsals, but today she danced it perfectly as if by divine help.

Chu Wanying bowed gracefully to the audience, but when she stood up, her legs were weak, causing her to fall in the center of the stage.

Everyone was in an uproar. Just as the staff wanted to help her up, suddenly, a figure rushed up from the front row and poured a large bottle of liquid on Chu Wanying!