After Chu Yao and them chatted for a while, Zhang Xueying suddenly pulled Yang Zhijin to stand up: “Senior Chu, we are going to prepare behind the stage, let’s go first.” ”

“You’re going to put on a show too?” Chu Yao asked curiously.

“I’m the host of this party, and the brocade is going to perform and dance.” Zhang Xueying showed a smug smile, and the pear swirl smile was like a brilliant peach blossom.

“Oh? Do brocades still dance? Chu Yao couldn’t help but look at Yang Zhijin.

Yang Zhijin’s face was a little red when he saw it, and he said, “I can dance the peacock dance.” ”

“Peacock dance? This is rare. Chu Yao peeked at the red dynasty on Yang Zhijin’s face that had not retreated slightly, and thought that he was really a wonderful person.

Song Wanqing said with a smile: “The brocade is the goddess of the sparrow spirit who has won awards in our school, and she has also appeared on the world stage and dances well.” ”

“Then I also have to take a good look, you guys go over and prepare, the evening meeting seems to be about to start.” Chu Yao smiled and said.

“Well, see you later.” Zhang Xueying smiled sweetly, pulled Yang Zhijin and walked behind the stage.

Soon, it was 8:30 p.m., and the stadium was full.

The lights gradually dimmed down.

Eight large characters suddenly lit up on the stage.

Tunghai University Mid-Autumn Festival Evening!

The students of the entire gymnasium immediately burst into cheers.

As the background music played, two hosts, a man and a woman, walked out from the side of the stage.

The man has a national character face, not handsome, but quite attractive.

And the woman is naturally Zhang Xueying.

A snow-white dress, very much in line with the image of her first love goddess.

Especially her small but extremely proportional body of one meter and six meters, with a delicate beauty.

Chu Yao held Song Wanqing’s little hand and looked at Zhang Xueying, who was talking playfully on the stage, with interest.

Unexpectedly, she was facing thousands of teachers and students of Tunghai University, and she was quite stable.

No wonder Song Wanqing chose her as the squad leader.

This Mid-Autumn Festival evening party is similar to the evening party on general TV programs.

First, the host came out to string words, and then asked the school leaders to come out and say a few words.

Thankfully, school leaders knew it wasn’t a meeting, and the students didn’t like to hear him say such boring things.

So after saying a few words, it was announced that the Mid-Autumn Festival evening party officially began.

Students from all departments began to perform in order

It’s just that the level of these people is not very high, after all, it is not an art school, and there are really not many classmates.

Among them, entering and performing with Pokémon wonderful performances, Chu Yao couldn’t help but sigh that his toys really changed the lives of many people.

With the end of one program after another, Song Qiuxiu’s face suddenly came over, and whispered in Chu Yao’s ear: “The next show is the peacock dance of brocade.” ”

Sure enough, under Zhang Xueying’s newspaper curtain, Yang Zhijin wore a beautiful colored skirt and walked onto the stage gorgeously from the side.

I saw her tall and beautiful figure in the dress, showing her snow-like skin and the flexible figure that she felt at a glance.

Especially her bright face, there is a feeling of a peerless dancer.

The kind of wonderful, elegant and bright beauty that only top dancers can have.

Even her steps on the stage seemed to be dancing.

“Groove! This is the goddess of our Tunghai University’s school flower! ”

“It’s so beautiful! I didn’t expect her to dance! ”

“I didn’t know that such a perfect goddess would end up being cheap to that man, what an envy.”

The entire audience, especially the boys, immediately stared at the tall and bright girl on the stage.

Chu Yao also looked at Yang Zhijin on the stage with some distraction, but he didn’t expect that she would have such a unique charm standing on the stage.

And in the moment he was out of his mind, the music had already sounded, and he saw Yang Zhijin dancing with the music.

Peacock dance is the most famous traditional performance dance among the Dai folk dances in China.

It is widely distributed in Ruili, Luxi and Xishuangbanna, Mengding, Mengda, Jinggu, Cangyuan and other Dai inhabited areas in Dehong Dai Jingpo Autonomous Prefecture, Yunnan Province.

Among them, the peacock dance in Ruili City, western Yunnan Province, is the most representative.

According to legend, more than a thousand years ago, the Dai leader summoned Ma Li Jie to imitate the graceful posture of a peacock and learn to dance.

Later, it was processed and formed by generations of folk artists and passed down to form the peacock dance.

And the peacock dance performed by Yang Zhijin is obviously very expressive.

Not only is it flexible and light, but the movements change very lightly.

In a gesture, it seems that a peacock stands upright in the wind, jumps and rotates, spreads its wings and flies, but far exceeds the morphological simulation, but the presentation of a peacock.

Yang Zhijin’s delicate waist, flexible jade hands, light feet, and sensitive and expressive movements are pleasant to see.

Gorgeous and noble dance, announcing the spirit of beauty!

From afar, it seems to be a peacock that does not eat human fireworks!

The entire gymnasium was quiet again, and everyone was captivated by Yang Zhijin’s dancing.

It can be said that this Mid-Autumn Festival evening party tonight, no show can compare with her.

Chu Yao looked at the noble and elegant peacock-like girl on the stage, recalled the fragrance of the peony, and his heart inexplicably began to heat up.

Song Wanqing suddenly leaned in to his ear and said: “Chu Chu, look so fascinating, shouldn’t it be that you feel that the weather is cold and want to send warmth to other young sisters?” ”

Chu Yao hugged her slender waist funny, deliberately teasing her: “Yes, do you want to introduce me to a little sister.” ”

“Why do you want me to introduce it?” Song Xianqing sneered.

Chu Yao grinned and said, “Because, I want to have my own love story.” ”

Song Wanqing suddenly puffed out her cheeks, huffed and crossed her waist with her hands, trying to put on the majesty of the eldest lady and said: “What about a love story, then what am I?” ”

“You’re just a love accident.” Chu Yao reached out to tickle her funny.

Song Xiangqing babbled and laughed, calling for mercy.

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