Yaoyao touched her nose, there was no need to compete in this competition! Wushuang was already a perfect ten points... This song "The Immortal Sword Asks for Love" is not only beautifully sung, the scene design is also beautiful, and the dance is also enchanting...
"Below is our mysterious oiran, Miss Qingyan, performing on stage!"
Yaoyao was forced to go on stage, so she could only shamelessly go on stage, twitching her fingers at Ziyi: "I want a backup dancer when I sing!"
Ziyi frowned: "Who?"
"Leng Haofeng!"
Zi Yi secretly laughed and patted Yaoyao on the shoulder: "Should you choose Nangong Xuan? He is easier to talk to and more cooperative with others!"
"No, I want Leng Haofeng!"
"What dance do you want him to dance with?"
Ziyi stared at Yaoyao in a funny way, and joked in a rare and non-money tone: "Do you want him to dance Latin or Cha Cha with you?"
Yaoyao glanced at Ziyi unhappily, then turned her gaze to Leng Haofeng, who was looming in the VIP room. She raised her finger at Ziyi and said, "I want him to dance with the sword..."
Scholars dancing with swords? Beautiful men dancing with them? It all seems quite interesting!
"Wait a minute!" Ziyi ducked and headed towards the VIP box. She didn't know how she communicated with Leng Haofeng, but he actually came on stage with an expressionless face?
Yaoyao was dumbfounded! Yes, she was deliberately making excuses because she was going to lose! She was afraid that Ziyi would cause trouble for her, so she deliberately created problems... I thought Leng Haofeng would not be happy to be on stage, let alone
The sword dance accompanies the dance...
Now, Yaoyao had to go on stage gracefully and slowly amidst the urging of everyone... How embarrassing!
Yaoyao twitched the corners of her stiff lips and smiled at Leng Haofeng (but this expression was completely wasted under the veil!): "Sir, for a moment, please cooperate with the little girl's singing and sword dancing. Of course, the little girl
I will also do some poses, I hope you can cooperate with me as much as possible! Thank you very much, little lady!"
Leng Haofeng had no expression, just nodded, took out the soft sword given by Ziyi, waved it, and caused a burst of beautiful sword flowers,
Alas! This man is so good-looking, he looks good in everything he does! Yaoyao's eyes are full of peach blossoms, and with her beauty, she has completely forgotten about the competition...