At this time, Shi Huaxian's performance has reached the last moment. The originally soft and turning flute sound seemed to tell a sad story, and suddenly, the flute became very sad, like the nine songs of the Yellow River, magnificent waves.

Shi Xianhua, who was originally dancing plainly, suddenly had a big explosion at the last moment, and with a nine bend of the Yellow River after Mo Zi's death, her body began to turn, and the goose-yellow skirt fluttered out a perfect arc of light, forming a stunning scenery in the stands.

Shi Xianhua's body turned faster and faster, but her dancing posture remained the same, like a big spinning top.

This kind of high-speed spinning dance is simply not beautiful compared to the previous ones, but it is a technical work.

================ the full text has been modified and replaced, and the chapters are out of order, please re-collect ===================================================

It was like a slap in the face from Shi Xianhua in response to those who thought she only had posture and no dancing skills, and for a while, a tidal wave of cheers sounded below.

Shi Xianhua's dancing stopped at the same time as Mo Ziyan's flute, and I don't know how the two people who have never cooperated can cooperate so well. It is a 'golden boy and girl' praised by everyone.

However, this does not prevent the people below from idolizing them. Shi Xianhua on the stage looked very excited, and her pretty little face was flushed. Murong Feixue, who was not far from Mo Ziyan and the others, was still calm in Long Ming's mood of leaving in a negative mood.

"Miss, in a moment, it's time for you to play...... You don't really want to run away, do you? Huahua looked at Murong Feixue secretly and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Murong Feixue suddenly came back to his senses. But he didn't really want to go on stage. After all, there were perfect performances like Mo Ziyan and Shi Xianhua before. It seems that it is no longer possible to fill in new highs.

When Murong Feixue hesitated, that Fenglian finally couldn't help it, and said to Li Ping beside her.

"Hmph, this Murong Feixue also has some skills in the identification of medicinal stones, if he can be good at singing and dancing, it is not enough to see it."

"Huh...... Truly. Li Ping nodded, a disdainful sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Shi Xianhua, who had just walked down slowly, happened to hear it. also glanced at Murong Feixue, and the faint light in his eyes seemed to treat Murong Feixue as a beggar, full of pity and sarcasm. Although he didn't say a word next, the naked contempt in his gaze made people can't help it.

Huahua, Xin Yue, and Yan Niang are all on fire in their stomachs, but the cultivation of Shi Xianhua is extremely high. Feng Lian and Li Ping are not easy to mess with. made the three little girls dare to be angry and dare not speak, so they can only stare at them angrily.

Murong Feixue couldn't stand it, and said quietly: "Since you want to see it, I'll go up and play." ”

After saying that, Murong Feixue's cunning eyes flickered, and he quickly locked on Mo Ziyan. The spiritual power was bundled together, and a sentence sounded in Mo Ziyan's ears.

"Senior brother, can you do me a favor?"

Originally, during the intermission, Mo Zi, who was drinking tea with his head down, was startled, turned his head to look, but found nothing.

Liang Yali looked at the gaffe Mo Ziyan strangely and asked, "What's wrong?" ”