Rebirth from the Ashes

"You're not nervous, am I the only one nervous?" Yun Jinping glared at him angrily.

"I'm nervous, why am I not nervous." Shen Changqing took her hand and put it on his chest to keep her warm: "Our Xixi have all won gold medals in international competitions, this competition is just a small scene, we'll just wait for her Just come back with the championship."

Yun Jinping: "What do you know, this competition is the most professional competition in the country. They are all provincial-level and national-level dancers. She is the youngest one."

"That doesn't mean that our daughter is amazing, and she was born to dance." Shen Changqing sneered at her with a proud look on her face.

The rain was still falling, and it was even heavier than when it came.

Shen Xi entered the gate of the TV station and was taken to the backstage of the studio by the staff guarding the hall.

The backstage staff and dancers were all preparing for the final rehearsal, very busy and messy.

A total of 36 groups of dances entered the finals, including individual dances and group dances, divided into five types: classical dance, folk dance, contemporary dance, and international standard dance.

The program team has special makeup artists and costume styling teams, but except for a few national-level dancers, the rest are crowded into a large dressing room.

Shen Xi went to the dressing room, and after reporting to the person in charge of the backstage, she was left hanging in the dressing room.

Coldly watching the person in charge arrange makeup artists and stylists for the actors who came over behind her, but she didn't have her share.

In everything, you have to pay attention to the first come and then come. If you don't pay attention, it will definitely be a moth.

She received news that Su Muyan was a special judge in the final.

Su Ruowan, who retired from the competition because of her broken leg, is a special guest and will sing at the end of the final.

Su Muyan and Su Ruowan came, and the rest of the Su family would come too.

As long as the Su family wants to know about her competition, they will definitely know, and it is understandable that she is left here.

So she didn't let her parents accompany her, lest her mother be embarrassed and sad, and Lao Shen's violent temper would quarrel with others.

"Xiao Xixi." Song Wen also ran in with a few sisters from the international class, and saw that she hadn't done anything yet: "Why don't you do your styling or change your clothes? The rehearsal is about to start."

Shen Xi: "How did you come to the backstage?"

"Shan Ren has his own plan, don't worry about it." Song Wen was also very stern: "What is the situation with you, who is responsible for the shape of our dancer?"

In the backstage here, no one knew who she was, and no one paid any attention to her. Among them, several makeup artists and stylists were idle talking on their mobile phones.

Someone had instructed him a long time ago not to take care of Shen Xi, and they didn't bother to take care of him. Isn't he good for chatting and playing games?

The assistant in charge of the backstage glanced at Shen Xi, she was a pretty girl, a cold beauty, but it was a pity, and I didn't know who had offended her, so let her drag her makeup and hair styling here, and just do it for her.

Anyone with a little common sense knows how important dance competitions, makeup and hair styling and dance clothes are.

"Mr. Yan, please come in." The assistant greeted him with a smile, and instructed the makeup artist who was playing with his phone over there: "You guys, stop playing, and hurry up and style the teacher."

Song Wen also finally understood what the situation was now. The co-author was Xiao Xixi who was bullied, and rushed over to the theory: "We came first, why should we style her first?"