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Chapter 1088 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three
Chapter 1088 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three
The girl's red dance dress was fluttering, and she looked at the boy with twinkling eyes, full of affection.
The students screamed again. They saw not only dance, but also a story expressed through dance.
The son is like jade, and the beauty is alluring.
The props on the stage dropped beautiful petals in time, and the petals fluttered down. Although the petals were fake props, the audience seemed to smell a faint fragrance.
There seemed to be bursts of fragrant fragrance blown by the spring breeze, and the beauties on the stage seemed to be dancing in a fairyland surrounded by white mist, with their fluttering robes looking so beautiful that they were all over the country.
That graceful figure seemed to be filled with all sorts of amorous feelings, the enchanting red lips were slightly hooked, and a stubborn smile was seductive.
An ancient tune soon came to an end, and Chong Ai jumped up high in the final lingering sound, throwing off her long water sleeves, and the graceful figure that seemed to be frozen in the picture was like a mysterious and charming Dunhuang fairy.
The dance is over, and the music of Guqin is still lingering in people's heads.
The audience didn't seem to have come back to their senses, they stared blankly at the beautiful girl standing alone on the stage.
After being stunned for a while, the host took the microphone to the stage.
Someone else broke into the screen, and the audience came back to their senses. Immediately, there was a wave of applause, and the enthusiastic applause seemed to blow off the roof of the auditorium.
Also, many people shouted 'Your Highness' crazily!
The host also clapped his hands, and it took a while for the applause to stop.
"My, my God...this is..." The host stuttered in shock from the microphone.
The girl stepped on the painting scroll with her bare feet, and a lifelike landscape painting appeared on the blank painting.
Is this still human? !
How on earth did she do it!
The audience didn't understand what was going on, and stretched their necks to look at it.
Chong Ai smiled at the host and said, "This is a gift from me to the school, I hope the principal will like it."
"what???"
"What the hell is it, show us!"
The students shouted loudly from below.
The host hurriedly beckoned, and two students ran up, their eyes showing shock when they saw the painting.
"Pick it up, the ink is still dry, be careful." The host said.
The two students carefully picked up the painting and displayed it in front of everyone.
"Wow—" There was an uproar in the auditorium.
"Oh my god, today is really an eye-opener. Couldn't this painting be drawn while she was dancing!"
"What kind of god is Ji Qingmeng? All the previous shows were killed in seconds..."
"Ahhh... I love you Your Highness..." Your Highness is indeed omnipotent!It exploded!
Xu Huanhuan and the others all stood up, their faces changing, extremely ugly.
Ji Qingmeng performed an astonishing ancient style solo dance, and they were just a little worried, but with the ancient style paintings drawn while dancing here, it simply crushed all the programs.
"Ji Qingmeng, did you really draw this while dancing?" The host lost his voice.
As soon as the slightly questionable words came out, they were immediately ridiculed by the audience.
"When she spread out the scroll, we could all see clearly, there is no ink on it!"
Chong Ai curled his lips slightly, and said, "The ink on the soles of my feet is not completely dry, do you want to see it?"
The host coughed and said in embarrassment: "No need, classmate Ji, you are really amazing."
*
Is the picture full of sense?
Immortal player·Chong Ai·Emperor Gong, beautiful and handsome!
Thank you, little cutie, for your reward. Good night. Tomorrow, let's see His Highness the Demon King slapping his face hard. It's cool! ! !
(End of this chapter)
The girl's red dance dress was fluttering, and she looked at the boy with twinkling eyes, full of affection.
The students screamed again. They saw not only dance, but also a story expressed through dance.
The son is like jade, and the beauty is alluring.
The props on the stage dropped beautiful petals in time, and the petals fluttered down. Although the petals were fake props, the audience seemed to smell a faint fragrance.
There seemed to be bursts of fragrant fragrance blown by the spring breeze, and the beauties on the stage seemed to be dancing in a fairyland surrounded by white mist, with their fluttering robes looking so beautiful that they were all over the country.
That graceful figure seemed to be filled with all sorts of amorous feelings, the enchanting red lips were slightly hooked, and a stubborn smile was seductive.
An ancient tune soon came to an end, and Chong Ai jumped up high in the final lingering sound, throwing off her long water sleeves, and the graceful figure that seemed to be frozen in the picture was like a mysterious and charming Dunhuang fairy.
The dance is over, and the music of Guqin is still lingering in people's heads.
The audience didn't seem to have come back to their senses, they stared blankly at the beautiful girl standing alone on the stage.
After being stunned for a while, the host took the microphone to the stage.
Someone else broke into the screen, and the audience came back to their senses. Immediately, there was a wave of applause, and the enthusiastic applause seemed to blow off the roof of the auditorium.
Also, many people shouted 'Your Highness' crazily!
The host also clapped his hands, and it took a while for the applause to stop.
"My, my God...this is..." The host stuttered in shock from the microphone.
The girl stepped on the painting scroll with her bare feet, and a lifelike landscape painting appeared on the blank painting.
Is this still human? !
How on earth did she do it!
The audience didn't understand what was going on, and stretched their necks to look at it.
Chong Ai smiled at the host and said, "This is a gift from me to the school, I hope the principal will like it."
"what???"
"What the hell is it, show us!"
The students shouted loudly from below.
The host hurriedly beckoned, and two students ran up, their eyes showing shock when they saw the painting.
"Pick it up, the ink is still dry, be careful." The host said.
The two students carefully picked up the painting and displayed it in front of everyone.
"Wow—" There was an uproar in the auditorium.
"Oh my god, today is really an eye-opener. Couldn't this painting be drawn while she was dancing!"
"What kind of god is Ji Qingmeng? All the previous shows were killed in seconds..."
"Ahhh... I love you Your Highness..." Your Highness is indeed omnipotent!It exploded!
Xu Huanhuan and the others all stood up, their faces changing, extremely ugly.
Ji Qingmeng performed an astonishing ancient style solo dance, and they were just a little worried, but with the ancient style paintings drawn while dancing here, it simply crushed all the programs.
"Ji Qingmeng, did you really draw this while dancing?" The host lost his voice.
As soon as the slightly questionable words came out, they were immediately ridiculed by the audience.
"When she spread out the scroll, we could all see clearly, there is no ink on it!"
Chong Ai curled his lips slightly, and said, "The ink on the soles of my feet is not completely dry, do you want to see it?"
The host coughed and said in embarrassment: "No need, classmate Ji, you are really amazing."
*
Is the picture full of sense?
Immortal player·Chong Ai·Emperor Gong, beautiful and handsome!
Thank you, little cutie, for your reward. Good night. Tomorrow, let's see His Highness the Demon King slapping his face hard. It's cool! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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