Chapter 973 Experience the Happiness of a Faint Lord
Chapter 973: Realizing the happiness of Hunjun
"Next, please enjoy, the Chinese delegation, "Nan Ke Yimeng"."
The host walked off the stage after finishing his announcement.
Bang! Bang bang!
Several beeps rang out in succession, the lights overhead gradually went out, and the stands were pitch black.
"Ah……"
There was a clear sound of yawning, followed by even breathing sounds.
A graceful silhouette appeared on the big screen.
It looks like a girl, with a long skirt slipping down.
Then, the clear and charming music started playing.
The lights gradually turned on, and accompanied by cheerful music, a group of women in palace costumes danced gracefully to the front of the stage.
"Hey, in the rematch, all members of the Chinese delegation advanced. There were more than 20 people, why are there only seven?"
"A week is too short. I guess they can only perform this one dance, right? If more than 20 people come on stage to dance, the effect may not be the best."
"Then give up like that? It's such a pity..."
"yes……"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
On the stage, seven girls were wearing the same apricot-colored gauze skirt.
Except for the first one whose gauze skirt looks more gorgeous and whose sideburns are more towering, the makeup and clothing of the other six people are exactly the same.
It looks like the costumes from the Tang Dynasty of China.
His hair is as black as ink and his face is like a silver plate.
The eyebrows turned into pear blossoms.
The lips are as red as blood.
Every girl has a shy yet happy smile on her face, making people smile involuntarily.
The girls danced with light steps, raising their hands and feet, showing off their charm and charm.
Smiling and angry.
It makes people unable to take their eyes away.
More than two thousand spectators watched intently.
At the same time, in the global live broadcast room, the Chinese audience was equally mesmerized.
"This is Beauty's Walk, my God! I thought the version I watched at Station C was already an unsurpassed classic, but I didn't expect that the girls from the Chinese delegation danced better than others! It's so beautiful.
Oh my god, I finally feel the joy of being a fool!"
"I want to be a foolish king!"
"Upstairs, there is everything in the dream!"
"Where are the people? Aren't there 21 young ladies who have made it to the finals? There are only 7 of them. When will the other 14 come on stage? I'm so anxious!"
"Why is there no voting session? I want to vote for the fairies!"
The music has come to an end, and the girls are spinning with their skirts flying.
There are obviously seven people, but they seem to be the same person copied and pasted.
Not only the slightly drooped swan neck, the arms raised to the side, but also the raised skirt corners are all in the same arc.
The lights gradually dimmed.
The fluttering skirt is like jasmine flowers submerged in the night, gradually disappearing.
The music also fell silent little by little, leaving only a few faint notes.
Bang!
Bang bang!
The sound of gunfire was accompanied by the sound of aircraft and cannons, and on the big screen, there were black and white war scenes.
In just a few seconds, the big screen went silent.
A smooth pipa sound sounded.
"...
I have a love,
Sing it for the lords to hear,
Dear gentlemen, please be still and calm your hearts.
Let me sing a song about Qin Huai Jing.
…”
Amidst Wu Nong's soft-spoken music, the lights on the stage gradually turned on, and 13 graceful women wearing various cheongsams were sitting or standing, some with their eyebrows lowered, or two standing with their backs to each other.
Gorgeous cheongsam, dim lights.
The radiant colors cast hazy light and shadow on the floor, creating a beautiful silhouette.
There was silence in the auditorium.
In the live broadcast room, the barrage filled the screen in one second.