Ye Wan, who was wearing a black T-shirt, pulled out a half-face mask from somewhere and fastened it on her face. At this moment, only her cold chin was exposed.
Jiang Ke'er, who was wearing a white skirt, had her round hair spread out and fell on her shoulders. The smile on her face also disappeared, and she just looked at her dance partner with clear eyes.
Do the knight and the princess feel familiar?
The judges were relatively calm.
The students in the audience were already staring straight-eyed.
Qi Lao smiled and said, "Latin dance! It's not bad, I like it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the exciting dance music began to rise.
"It's "Nature"!"
"The Divine Comedy of Latin Dance, these two sisters are amazing!"
…
Everyone knew that under the mask was Ye Wan, the real girl.
But after the dance started, everyone felt that the black figure in the stands was a male dancer.
And underneath the mask, there must be a deep and handsome face.
The male dancer is dashing.
The female dancer is sassy.
The two of them worked together very well.
During the hoarse and high-pitched singing, the male dancer lightly picked up the female dancer, and the two performed a difficult spin.
Wow!
Dozens of eyes in the audience followed the two graceful figures in a circle.
Jiang Keer felt like she had turned into a cloud.
A cloud spinning and jumping on Sister Wan's fingertips.
She has danced modern dance for so many years, and this is the first time she knows that Latin dance can be so easy?
So, it's not that she can't do it.
But those male dance partners from before were not good, right?
After getting an answer that made her happy and angry, Jiang Ke'er was about to raise the corners of her mouth when she met the cold gaze under the mask.
He came back to his senses instantly.
Before going on stage, Sister Wan said that her expression should be cold.
Can't laugh.
Never laugh.
Jiang Keer forcefully lowered the corners of her raised lips.
Trying to keep up with Ye Wan's dance steps, Jiang Ke'er suddenly discovered a trick.
She just needs to adjust herself to the state of dancing.
As for where to jump and how to jump, it seems that you don’t have to worry too much at all.
Relax, relax again.
Imagine that you are a noodle in Sister Wan's hand and let her throw you out, pull you back, throw you out again, and pull you back again.
It seems like that’s it!
Jiang Keer blinked at Ye Wan excitedly.
Sister Wan, believe me, I can do it!
After receiving her signal, Ye Wan tightened her grip on Jiang Keer's waist.
After another turning movement, Jiang Keer flew out again.
Amidst the uproar, the music stopped.
The two people on the stage just stood there with their heads bent.
One black and one white.
One is handsome and the other is beautiful.
Plus that stunning look!
“Beautiful!”
I don’t know who made the voice, but it became clearer and clearer in the silent examination room.
Then, roaring applause rang in my ears.
"Ah ah ah, my waist is about to break. Sister Wan, please pull me up!"
Jiang Keer shouted in a low voice.
Ye Wan exerted a little force, and Jiang Ke'er was lifted up lightly and held in his arms.
Facing the smiling and gentle eyes behind the mask, Jiang Keer was startled for a moment, and sighed faintly, "Sister Wan, I wish you were a man!"
Ye Wan:???
"If you were a man, I could fall in love with you openly!"
Jiang Keer smiles softly and cutely.
After taking off the mask and putting it back in the prop box, Ye Wan rubbed Jiang Ke'er's face, "Can't you love me because I'm a woman? Who said you love me the most before going on stage?"
Ye Wan felt that she was going to use that famous saying again.
Xiao Tiantian before the exam, Mrs. Niu after the exam?
Blinking, Jiang Keer's eyes lit up, "Sister Wan, may I introduce you to a boyfriend?"