Chapter 8 - Street Dance Premier

Ling Xi was stunned for a moment.

“No need, I’m afraid to drive. I’m just feeling it.”

But she didn’t see Xu Yizhi’s eyes dim for a moment.

She didn’t expect to experience a luxury car in her lifetime, but it was poverty that had limited her imagination!

After so many years of filming, the money she earned seemed to have entered…. the pocket of Ou Mengxue and the company’s, she would make them spit it out sooner or later.

……

Star Dance King’ program recording scene.

The big stage was warmed up by the opening of the hip hop dance, and the dancers under the stage begun to plan which convenor’s team to join.

“Wow, Yu Jiayin’s movements are so smooth. He’s too handsome. He really deserves to be called the king of dance battle. If we want to join a team, we must definitely enter his.”

“Shu Tingting has always been my idol. I’m running to her this time. What she’s good at locking and hip hop.”

“I like Ling Xi best. I can finally see her hip hop today. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Isn’t she not an actress? How can such a vase like her participate in this kind of professional program?”

“I don’t think she even counts as a vase. She doesn’t even look good. I really don’t know how long those people’s eyes see things.”

“It turns out she’s not professional dancer! What a pity! I wanted to choose her.”

“I heard that she doesn’t know anything about hip hop, so I suggest you don’t have too much high hopes!”

The host’s voice sounded at the right time, ” Dancers, our last Convener, she has super high popularity, Princess Yu, the psychic girl… an unusually fresh character that has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, crossing over from an actress to a dancer, what wonderful hip hop will bring us? Please invite — Ling Xi.”

“Mr. Chi, the next one is Ling Xi, she has been preparing for this program for a long time.”

“Yes, Ling Xi will never let me down.”

Chi Jiayang’s eyes closely followed the figure on the stage.

Ou Mengxue’s eyes were fierce. Ling Xi, let your “Brother Yang” see what kind of goods you are, it’s a pity that Xu Yizhi didn’t come, otherwise he can also see this scene.

The lights on the stage dimmed for an instant, and then the joyful sound of “handclap” music sounded, then a bunch of chasing lights hit Ling Xi who was in the center of the stage.

Although the makeup was rich, the stage effect was very good, her long hair tied back simply behind her head, and her bright-colored ear diamonds were more sturdy under the black long hair, looking enchanting and handsome.

Inside the black v-collar t-shirt, a fair neck was revealed, giving people a sense of abstinence, a black Dior leather jacket, dotted with rivets, unzipped. Her lower body was encased in a pair of casual black pants specially designed by King designer, which showed her perfect long shaped legs.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

The halo gradually expanded, including the dancers.

They stood intently, in free and easy positions. They were like the intersection of time and youth, dancing with vigour and the power of life. From the beginning, they brought unlimited shock to the audience.

Ou Mengxue looked stiffly at the bright Ling Xi on the stage. It was impossible. She couldn’t understand Ling Xi anymore. She couldn’t dance hip hop at all.

Looking at Chi Jiayan’s eyes next to her, there was an obsession in his eyes, his eyes following the person on the stage, and her heart was like it was swallowing flies.

Ling Xi put herself into the music, dancing with her body, using her head, arms, waist, and legs; with light dance steps, exuded passion, carnival, freedom, the soul of hip hop was displayed.