Jiang Xueqing just painted a little light makeup and wore national costumes, which was not only youthful, but also pure and moving.
That's right, Jiang Xueqing's first feeling is that she is pure, and it is by no means the kind of deliberate purity, but a kind of natural purity.
As these admissions teachers of the Central Conservatory of Music, they recruit students all over the country every year, and they can be said to have seen countless beauties, but a girl like Jiang Xueqing is rarely encountered.
However, Qin Lang found that Jiang Xueqing on the stage seemed to be a little nervous.
Qin Lang sensed Jiang Xueqing's nervousness, so he quietly got up and beckoned to Jiang Xueqing.
Qin Lang's action naturally fell into Jiang Xueqing's eyes, and she saw Qin Lang's existence, and her heart suddenly settled down.
At this time, Jiang Xueqing realized that the uneasiness in her heart was not because of the nervousness on the stage, but because of Qin Lang's absence.
But now, Qin Lang appeared, and Jiang Xueqing found that her nervousness had disappeared.
Elegant folk music sounded.
Jiang Xueqing on the stage danced, her movements were as elegant as a butterfly fluttering among the flowers, so light and beautiful.
Qin Lang is a martial artist, a "rough man", for music and dance, he didn't know how to appreciate it, but when Jiang Xueqing danced, he had to admit that he was attracted by her beautiful dancing, with her graceful and changing dancing, Qin Lang seemed to see the spring full of flowers, a butterfly danced among the flowers, and then attracted the chase of another butterfly, her dance made people have an immersive feeling.
But then as the rhythm of the music changed, her dance movements became more and more urgent, making Qin Lang feel that it seemed that the sunny day with a hundred flowers suddenly turned into a stormy weather, and the two butterflies that were originally dancing also began to struggle in the storm of lightning and thunder, but no matter how violent the wind and rain were, these two butterflies seemed to be trying their best to protect each other, and from her stage, Qin Lang seemed to see a cruel beauty.
The rapid music finally slowed down, and it seemed to be coming to an end, but there was a faint sadness in her dancing, because from her dancing, Qin Lang could only "see" a butterfly hanging alone and walking alone after the wind and rain.
Dance ends.
There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of applause.
There are not many audiences here, and the applause is so warm, which can only show one problem: that is, Jiang Xueqing's dance has indeed deeply touched these people.
There is no doubt that Qin Lang is the one who applauds the most.
Jiang Xueqing got off the stage, quickly changed her clothes, and then walked over to Qin Lang.
"I'm sorry, I was almost late."
Qin Lang said to Jiang Xueqing.
"No need to apologize, I'm very content if you come."
Jiang Xueqing said sincerely, "I know that you are a person with a career and ambitions, and I am really touched that you can take the time to come and see me for the retest." ” "I'm embarrassed when you say that."
Qin Lang smiled, "However, your performance just now is really exciting, even if I, a coarse man who doesn't understand music and dance, I am fascinated by it." ” "I'm intoxicated, it's so exaggerated" Jiang Xueqing didn't seem to believe it.
"Really, but you don't have to swear on this kind of thing."
Qin Lang smiled, "Speaking of which, your dance also gave me some inspiration and made my understanding of my own kung fu more profound." ” "What kind of joke are you kidding, what connection can there be between dance and kung fu" Jiang Xueqing obviously didn't believe it.
"Different paths lead to the same end, and seemingly unrelated things may not be unconnected.
In your dance, I saw the artistic conception of butterflies dancing.
So, what can you see from my punch" Qin Lang punched a few punches into the void one after another, these punches were fast, they should have given people a feeling of swiftness, but for some reason, they were unusually light, giving Jiang Xueqing the feeling that Qin Lang was not punching, but like playing with butterflies among flowers.
Qin Lang's kung fu has long passed the realm of "practicing intent", so one move and one style can naturally hit the punching intent, and at this moment, Qin Lang's punching intent can be felt even by a layman like Jiang Xueqing.
"That's interesting."
Jiang Xueqing was surprised, "I didn't expect that boxing can actually play the artistic conception of dancing, Qin Lang, you are really a genius."
"I'm a genius, but my boxing is not the artistic conception of dance, but the intention of boxing."
Qin Lang explained with a wry smile, "I said before, different paths lead to the same end, dance can show the artistic conception of animals, and boxing is the same."
However, your dance has taught me another kind of inspiration, which is that punching is not perfect, it also needs emotion.
From your dance, I can feel the joy of two butterflies chasing through the flowers, feel their helplessness and fear in the storm Well, you can put your feelings into the dance, and I think maybe you can also put your emotions into your boxing. ” "Qin Lang, you really fully feel what I express in dance," Jiang Xueqing said with some excitement.
"Uh" Qin Lang rubbed his nose and looked surprised, "Do you think that I, a rough person, can't understand dance?"
"That's not what I meant."
Jiang Xueqing hurriedly explained, "I mean, you understand the artistic conception of my dance, this is really good, it shows that the dance I made up myself is still very successful, and I should be able to pass the retest." ” "Must pass."
Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing said that they had already arrived at the door of the Conservatory of Music.
At this time, there are more and more luxury cars at the entrance of the Conservatory, and probably many "godfathers" and "godbrothers" have begun to go out again.
When Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing appeared at the school gate, Qin Lang immediately saw a lot of strange eyes, he knew what these eyes meant, it seemed that in the eyes of many people, as long as the beauty came out of the conservatory, it must be a little lover and a second wife who was taken care of.
However, Qin Lang can also understand the gaze of these people, because it is indeed the trend of the world now.
Qin Lang didn't want to stay here for a long time, after all, Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing had caused a little trouble here last time.
Therefore, after Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing got on the train, Qin Lang planned to leave immediately, and then asked Xiaowei to send Jiang Xueqing to the train station by the way.
Who knew that Qin Lang didn't want to cause trouble, but he took the initiative to find trouble.
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As soon as the two got into the car, a car suddenly stopped in front of them, which just stuck Xiaowei's car in the middle, because the distance between the workshops was too small to reverse the car at all.
Qin Lang didn't take action, because he knew that Xiao Wei definitely had a way to deal with this situation.
Sure enough, Xiaowei got out of the car and reasoned with the owner of the car in front of him.
The owner of the car in front of him was a bald head, at this time he had turned off the engine and got out of the car, and when he heard Xiaowei ask him to move the car, he said disdainfully: "Poor technology, don't drive."
If you can't open it, then wait for Lao Tzu to drive away, and then you can go."
"Okay."
Xiaowei actually gave up theorizing with the other party.
The bald head snorted disdainfully and left shaking the car keys.
But within a few steps, he heard a loud crash behind him
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