Chapter 885 YYDS, the enchantress who brings disaster to the country
Red short coat, red long skirt.
A section of the waist is exposed, making her more graceful.
The veil meanders along the ground, as if it is lifted by the wind, light and graceful.
As he walked, the golden bells tied around his wrists and waist made a pleasant ringing sound.
The girl faces the curtain with her back to the audience. Every time she looks back, she pulls up her veil to cover half of her face. Her big, twinkling eyes look even more alluring.
The music is cheerful and the girl dances gracefully.
For a moment, everyone in the audience suddenly forgot that it was Ye Wan, as if they were in the Bollywood Theater of India, watching the top performance of the national treasure-level dance god.
The already beautiful face looks even more charming because of the exotic makeup, and she looks at you lovingly through a veil.
Not to mention the men, even the young girls in the audience felt that their hearts were about to collapse.
"I finally understand why Sister Wan's die-hard fan said, YYDS is causing trouble to the country. No one can stop her, okay?"
Some girls from the dance academy sighed secretly, but after sighing, they found that no one responded.
Looking back, I saw that my companions, both male and female, were staring at Ye Wan on the stage without blinking. No one heard what she said.
girl:……
Amidst the intensive drumbeats, Ye Wan on the stage spun faster and faster, and her long red dress almost formed a circle.
The moment the music fell, Ye Wan stopped with a click.
As the last piece of melodious music concluded, the enchanting girl on the stage lifted her veil to cover half of her face, looked into the empty distance below the stage, raised her eyebrows and blinked.
The scene seemed to be frozen, and there was silence in the grand theater.
When the applause rang out, everyone came back to their senses and realized that someone had entered the theater at some point.
And they are the ones applauding at this moment.
"girl……"
The gray-haired old woman at the head was energetic and looked at Ye Wan who was about to walk off the stage with piercing eyes, "Are you...from the Imperial Dance Academy?"
"Hello! My name is Ye Wan, from the Film Academy."
Ye Wan nodded, his breath was steady and not messy at all.
"Emperor Shadow's?"
The old woman was even more surprised and asked her with a smile, "How old are you? Are you interested in coming to our National Grand Theater?"
Ye Wan was startled.
Nearly a hundred people in the audience were also stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you, with the same question expressed in their brows and eyes: Who is this?
Behind the old woman, a person who looked like a secretary introduced to Ye Wan: "Hello Ye Wan, this is the director of our National Center for the Performing Arts."
"Qian... Dean Qian? Is it the Dean Qian I know?"
"Look, look, look, I found a certain encyclopedia, it's this person."
Someone found the old woman's information and immediately read the information on the mobile phone screen, "Qian Baozhen, born in 1936, a famous Chinese dance artist, chairman of the Sixth Chinese Dancers Association, director of the National Center for the Performing Arts...
…”
The encyclopedia introduction lists several lines about Dean Qian’s identity, not to mention the honors she has received.
Everyone took a look at the legendary figure who only existed in legends and had never been seen in person.
Looking back at Ye Wan who had received the olive branch from the legendary figure, her eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Ye Wan looked embarrassed and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm still studying at Imperial Film Academy. And my future career plan is to be an actor."
Everyone looked up and saw Dean Qian smiling and expressing understanding, and then said angrily: "Then, could you please leave me your contact number?"
Leave a phone number?
That's naturally no problem.
Before night, Ye reported his phone number to Dean Qian's secretary.
I don’t know what those people said. Until Dean Qian and his party left, the nearly 100 people in the audience didn’t even realize what had just happened.
I don’t know who said, “Is it time to vote?”, and everyone came to their senses.