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Chapter 49
Xia Wu successfully passed the audition on the registration site, and returned to the dance circle again after three years. Although the dance audition was a bit unpopular for former professional dancers, after thinking about it last night, she finally figured it out. All the glory of the past has gone with the waves, and the glory of the past can't be left behind, so the rest of her life is destined to live only with memories. In the deep night, she clutched her heart, beating so enthusiastically, she asked herself: Xia Wu ,what would you like? What do you want most?
I want to dance, I want to go back to the stage and dance.
Following her heart, she finally stopped struggling, and at the moment when she made a decision, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt a rare joy.
This step was really too difficult. After reading her registration form, the serious judges asked harshly, "Miss Xia, you are a professional contestant who even has experience in international dance competitions. , it is even considered rare among the applicants, which surprised me, and I really want to know, what drove you to sign up for such a TV talent show?"
This kind of question is straightforward and straight to the heart. Xia Wu had already expected such doubts, but she didn't expect to encounter them at the first time of registration. A red cloud floated quietly on her cheeks. She didn't dodge, but her eyes were sincere. Looking at the female judge, she seemed to be talking to her, but she always felt that her mind was drifting away, and she was explaining her life in a light tone.
"In the past ten years, I have been dancing. My teacher once told me that I am nothing but dancing. Later, I injured my foot and couldn't dance anymore, so I had no choice but to stop dancing. It turns out that I can do other things without dancing, and I can support myself, but But for the past three years, I have missed the stage every day, and I have longed for it every day. Dance has been in my blood. I can't I can't go back to the stage, I'm really nothing, I've lived this life for three years, I thought I had accepted the reality, but when there was an opportunity in front of me, I couldn't calm down anymore. "
"I just want" Her tone was quick and urgent, "I just want a stage, no matter what stage it is, I just want a stage."
After her affectionate confession, the judges present were obviously moved, exchanged glances with each other, slowly raised the pass card in their hands, and said, "Miss Xia, it's very unexpected to meet you like this on the last day of competition registration." I am looking forward to your performance on the stage in the future."
"I will work hard." Xia Wu gratefully accepted the pass card, with a slight sadness in her smile.
She walked briskly out of the registration hall, with an excited expression, just like the poor little girl wearing red dancing shoes in a fairy tale, who got what she wanted and wanted to find someone to share her feelings with in this world.
Then she saw him, her summer-like smile slowly spread, and she couldn't hide it, she just smiled silly at him, her eyes were shining brightly, and she raised the light and heavy pass in her hand Ka, silently declared his victory.
Armstrong, the first man to land on the moon, said: This is one small step for me, but one giant leap for mankind.
The pass card in Xia Wu's hand also implied: it was the smallest victory in Xia Wu's stage life, but it was also the biggest victory in her life.
Seeing the things in her hand, Yan Ji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled tacitly in the sun. The smile was not wide, it was a typical Yan Ji smile, but he told others so clearly: at this moment he Very happy, he is very happy.
Under the strong sunlight, the two people only have each other in their eyes, and they see another summer style in each other's eyes. The life that has been silent for a long time may be about to bloom, which makes people throb.
At this moment, there is no need for words, the tacit laughter is the best language.
Xia Wuxiao approached slightly, shook the small card in her hand a little childishly, and then looked at Yan Ji as if asking for a reward, smiling a little smugly and a little mischievously.
Yan Ji also smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Good job."
No matter how it sounded like a business-like tone of praising subordinates, Xia Wu was upset, and her smile collapsed, "Hey, am I your subordinate? Can't you praise something nice?"
Yan Ji slandered that women are really difficult, while smiling brighter, almost looking at Xia Wu with the eyes of his nephew, and sincerely said, "I'm not very good at compliments."
"Then why do you praise Lang Lang? Children always need to be praised by adults. If Lang Lang gets good grades in the exam, you will always praise him."
Yan Jishen nodded approvingly, and said, "I will say, I did well in the exam, and I will continue to work hard."
Xia Wu opened her eyes wide, only to see that he opened his mouth leisurely, speaking in business-like words.What? Holding the guitar and playing under the branches of the moonlit night, and posing in a suave pose, you can conquer countless hearts. In this romantic moment, whoever tells you whether you play well or not, what you want is the atmosphere!
Forget it, Xia Wu couldn't figure out what to do with this kind of stupid head, so Xia Wu just giggled and said nothing.
At this time, a nostalgic song with a soothing melody floated out in the middle of the night after the rain along with the radio waves, even out of the window.
?taketheribbonfrommyhair
shakeitlooseandletitfall
layin'softagainstyourskin gently leaning against you
? like the shadow on the wall
Come and lay down by maside come and lay down by my side
? tilltheearlymornin'light
alli'mtakin'isyourtime
Help make it through the night help me make it through the night
I don't care what's right or wrong I don't care what's right or wrong
iwon'ttrytounderstand also don't want to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow
lord, tonightineedafriend lord, i need a friend tonight
? yesterday is dead and gone
and tomorrow's out of sight
and it's sad to bealone it's sad to be alone
Help make it through the night help me make it through the night
and it's sad to bealone it's sad to be alone
Help make it through the night help me make it through the night
I don't want to bealone I don't want to be alone
Help make it through the night help me make it through the night
The euphemistic and magnetic voice sounded even more exciting in the late night when the air was filled with earthy smell. Yan Ji must have heard it too. He listened to it for a while and asked quietly, "What is this song?" ?Good to hear."
Xia Wu pondered for a moment, "help make it through the night."
She has heard this song before. Xia Xin is a rock lover. She loves rock and Elvis Presley. Elvis Presley also sang this song. Howling, "idon't want to bealone, help make it through the night."
She fell into deep thought, thinking of the past three years, those nights when sleep refused to come, always thinking of him, his face always entered her mind uncontrollably, smiling, frowning, expressionless , cold, good and bad man, spending the long night with her slowly.
"That's it," she heard herself say in a calm voice.
The other side was obviously shocked, and asked with a stiff tongue, "Is it decided like this? So so simple? Is it true that art workers are just like that"
The man over there obviously couldn't find a suitable adjective.
"Yes," Xia Wu laughed wantonly in the night, "It's just that nonsensical."
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