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Chapter 959 Can't Believe My Eyes

Chapter 959 I can’t believe my eyes

I'm afraid no one expected that the Chinese delegation, the first to appear, would perform a dance so perfect that there was no flaw in it, so that all ten judges scored full marks.

In subsequent shows, some were hit hard and made frequent mistakes, while others turned pressure into motivation and performed exceptionally well.

There was frequent applause, and the scores ranged from 8.5 to 9.5, but there was no high score higher than 9.5.

However, there were more than 20 contestants who advanced to the finals.

When No. 12 came on stage and it was her turn next, Mo Qingya took a deep breath and adjusted.

nervous?

A little.

After all, this is the largest international dance competition she has participated in in the past many years.

Not to mention that everyone in the judges' table is an idol and a role model in the hearts of their dance students.

Dancing in front of idols is like trying to do your best, how can you not be nervous?

However, it is more exciting.

Mo Qingya believes that after today, not only international-level professional dancers will see the rise of Chinese dance, but also her.

When she thought that one day in the future she might stand on the golden stage of the Paris Opera House and dance, Mo Qingya felt as if a golden avenue of stars had been laid out in front of her.

When the audience burst into applause, Mo Qingya raised her head and saw the American delegation walking off the stage with a look of joy.

Just like what I saw in the Chinese lounge just now, some of the girls were happy and some were depressed.

Mo Qingya curled her lips.

"The next performance is the modern solo dance of the Chinese delegation, "Big Fish and Begonia"."

The host walked off the stage after the announcement. When passing by Mo Qingya, he raised his arms to cheer her on.

With a gentle smile, Mo Qingya walked to the center of the stage and set up her pose.

The curtain opened little by little, and the melodious music began to play.

White top.

Water red floor-length dance skirt.

Mo Qingya was like a confused little fish, swaying in panic in the calm sea.

The limbs are slender, the movements are stretched, and against the backdrop of beautiful music, the audience seems to have seen a small fish grow into a beautiful big fish, and then soar into the sky.

"...

Watch you fly away, watch you leave me,

It turns out that you were born to belong to the sky.

Every drop of tear flows to you,

Go back to the first encounter.

…”

It was both the climax and the end. Mo Qingya spread her wings gracefully, like a big fish swimming in the air and gradually moving away.

When the notes were frozen, Mo Qingya was frozen on the stage, leaving only a graceful back to the audience.

applause.

Perfect!

Mo Qingya took a breath, slowly turned around, and looked at the audience with a smile.

She spent a lot of money to have this dance tailor-made for her by an internationally renowned dance teacher.

Although she only practiced for a short week, because she was dancing solo, she only needed to handle every detail, and there wouldn't be so many people holding her back.

But the facts proved that there were no flaws at all and she performed very well.

"Please ask the judges to give their scores."

The host came on stage, and Mo Qingya looked at the judges' table with burning eyes.

Ye Wan's song "Flying" both scored 10 points.

She's not bad either.

However, when the first judge raised the number plate, Mo Qingya's smile was frozen on her face.

The host has already started reading out the points.

"9.0 points."

"9.2 points."

"8.9 points."



"9.1 points."

Among the ten judges, the highest one only scored 9.2.

Mo Qingya couldn't believe her eyes.

The host looked at Camille, who scored 8.9 points, and said, "Camille, do you have anything to comment on this dance?"

"Ms. Mo..."

Camille raised her eyes and looked at Mo Qingya, "I can see from your expression that you are a little hurt. You must be feeling aggrieved. You think you are a good dancer, right?"

Mo Qingya nodded, tears already in her eyes.

“Full marks on skills!”

Camille said with certainty: "The teacher who choreographed your dance must be very professional, and you have practiced very hard yourself, so the completeness and smoothness of this dance are very good. But..."

With a hint of regret on his face, Camille spread his hands and said, "I didn't feel your emotions, so I'm sorry."

He gritted his teeth tightly to prevent his tears from falling.

Mo Qingya said to herself in her heart: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as she can advance, her professionalism and skills are no problem, and the judges have affirmed it.

No big deal, she just needs to be more emotional during the finals.

The next moment, Camille's final conclusion was heard.

(End of chapter)


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