Green Tea Cultivation Manual (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 18

    As soon as Xue Qiao stepped onto the stage, the bright lights on the stage suddenly dimmed.

    The court was quiet for a moment.

    Then, a beam of white light lit up with a single brush, shining right on Xue Qiao's body.

    Xue Qiao instantly became the focus of the audience.

    And on the large screen behind Xue Qiao, her figure was clearly displayed in it.

    The music of "Thinking Beauty" slowly sounded, and Xue Qiao raised his head slightly from the original posture of bowing his head.

    On the large screen behind him, Xue Qiao's face was so clear that she could even see her long eyelashes, the slender hairs on her face, and the thin veil on her face.

    This face of concealment and shame is the most attractive.

    She lifted her lips slightly, and her eyes curled up like crescent moons.

    The audience was quiet from the beginning, and slowly began to agitate.

    Xue Qiao flicked his long big red sleeves and began to dance to the music.

    The background music is soothing and beautiful, and her dance posture is graceful and graceful like a Jiangnan ink painting, smudged, with a frown and a smile, it is full of romantic freehand brushwork.

    With her every move, the big red hem of the dress shook out a gorgeous and moving arc, she was like a fairy on the nine heavens, and everything was amorous in her gestures.

    What about classical beauties?

    What is the ultimate beauty?

    It's probably Xue Qiao on the stage.

    The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are full of freehand feelings.

    The audience in the audience looked on the sidelines one after another, hating to see the moving faces under the veil within minutes.

    Xue Qiao's arms slowly swayed away like water waves, her movements are elegant and classical. Suddenly, she turned around sharply, as if she had finally sold enough, she reached out and took off the veil on her face, then dropped the veil to the side, slowly turning around and looking back.

    What kind of look is this? Looking back, the moment is eternity.

    A look and a smile are all very moving.

    The audience below saw this look, and once again quieted for a moment, and then the audience burst into applause that was enthusiastic enough to overturn the roof of the auditorium.

    Xue Qiao turned a deaf ear to the applause, various screams and discussions in the audience. She was immersed in her own dance world, swinging her waist, kicking her legs, raising her arms...

    one after another, she performed smoothly and gracefully. Came out.

    At this time, she is not Xue Qiao, but the fairy in the painting, the person in the dream.

    Tonight, she is the queen who controls the atmosphere of the audience.

    The music is slowly coming to an end.

    At the end of the song, the audience clapped like crazy, and many people even shouted Xue Qiao's name loudly.

    The atmosphere in the audience seemed to have been completely ignited by the extremely moving classical dance just now. The atmosphere in the audience was so explosive that there were faint signs of losing control.

    The host hurriedly went to the stage to save the scene, "Hahaha, thank you Xue Qiao for the wonderful dance for us. Just now this amazing and brilliant classical dance, time seems to go back hundreds of years, let us truly. The entity has a classical feel..."

    Xue Qiao took advantage of the host's ability to speak on stage, and hurried off the stage with a wide skirt. When she stepped off the stage, Zhang Yaya took her to an open place.

    Xue Qiao looked inexplicable, and gasped and asked as he ran, "Yaya, what's the matter?"

    Zhang Yaya snorted, "Xiao Qiao, do you know that you are on fire?" The

    two ran out. After some distance, he panted loudly and stopped by a tree.

    There is already a long distance from the venue where the welcome party is held, but the warm voices from the venue can still be heard faintly.

    Zhang Yaya took a deep breath and relieved her fierce heartbeat before explaining, “Our school’s welcome party was broadcast live simultaneously on the official blog. Xiao Qiao, in the five minutes you performed just now, the official blog’s messages surged and it was almost over ten thousand. Now, you know, Guan Bo has never been so popular. Xiao Qiao, you are completely under fire in our Dongda University, hahaha."

    Xue Qiao pursed her lips. She did not expect that her dance would have a response. So intense.

    The atmosphere at the scene completely exceeded her expectations.

    After a while, Xue Qiao took out his mobile phone and read the message on Dongda's official blog.

    [Ah ah ah, who is this young lady, her eyes are too attractive. 】

    【When did our school have a goddess of this level? 】

    【Prosperity Beauty. I can finally understand why in ancient times there was the poem "Since then, the king will not reign early." 】

    【When dancing, it’s really stunning. 】

    【Let me pretend to be forceful, just want to say "Sigh as a fairy in the picture". 】

    【At a glance, I was really tempted by this goddess! 】

    【Central Opera, Beiying doesn't have such stunning beauty, right? ]

    Xue Joe cursory read it again the following comments, almost all in praise of her madness, there is a lot to ask her what a few big professional.

    When Xue Qiao had just changed her style a few days ago, it only caused a small sensation in her own class, because there were only two boys in their English class, and the rest were girls, not girls. Although Sheng was curious about how she seemed to be so beautiful overnight, there were only a few girls who actually got along with her and asked her about her situation.

    But the response from the official blog is not comparable to the impact she had caused in the class. It was as if the emotions of the alumni were completely ignited, and the fire exploded.

    This situation is completely beyond Xue Qiao's expectations.

    Zhang Yaya also followed Xue Qiao to look at the comments, and then she said slowly, "I just saw our will grow up holding a large bouquet of champagne roses waiting for you to step down, Xiao Qiao, you can finally meet a little bit of yours. The charm of the name!"

    Champagne Rose.

    I don't know why, when Xue Qiao heard these four words, a strange feeling faintly floated in his heart. But soon, her mind was attracted by other things.

    "But it's a pity that our Huo Da male god didn't seem to be able to come to the scene."

    Xue Qiao said, he was a little bit disappointed after hearing this, but it was only a little bit.

    After all, tonight, she is her own king.

    "By the way, there are still many people who want to send you flowers. I'm afraid you can't cope with it, so I took you to leave early. How about it? I'm okay?" Zhang Yaya said hesitantly, as if It is not Xue Qiao who is very popular, but herself.

    Xue Qiao knew that Zhang Yaya was happy for her, she smiled softly and curled her lips, "Yaya, thank you."

    This smile...

    Zhang Yaya couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and she didn't know it would be cheaper in the future. Which one.