"Yes." Gu Changsheng's difficult answer. No, he must find a way to let Xia Qian win! In this world, only she is worthy to stand beside him and play the golden girl with him.
It's definitely not good to teach Xia Qianqian to dance at the temporary Buddha's feet. We have to find another way. What should we do?
Gu Changsheng fell into thinking, and Han Yuqing didn't hear what he said. Until Mrs. Gu shook him: "Changsheng, Yuqing is talking to you!"
"Oh, what did you say?" Gu Changsheng came back.
Han Yuqing was embarrassed, so he had to repeat: "I asked my third cousin, what kind of dance should I dance tomorrow?"
"Whatever you want." Gu Changsheng finish, continue to think about their own.
The flexibility of the body and the skill of dancing are definitely beyond Xia Qian's comparison. Gu Changsheng's eyes of the remaining light Piao Lu Lan hands of the embroidery shed, have an idea!
Sacrifice is a solemn thing. If there is a dancer, it must be a religious dance. It may be beautiful, or it can be primitive, and it can be imitated by Xia Qian.
"Three cousins, then I'll dance a white dance!"
"Yes, that's beautiful." Gu Changsheng expressed his support.
Han Yuqing pursed her lips and drooped her eyes, shy and happy. Mrs. Gu couldn't close her mouth with a smile: "our Yuqing dance is outstanding. If it wasn't for the family, Yuqing would have been able to go to the capital and dance for the emperor. "
"You talk. I'm back in the house." Gu Changsheng got up and left the banquet. When he was in the flower hall, he walked slowly. When he got out of the yard, he ran wildly.
Back to the room, Gu stretched out his hand to shoot a strange case on the desk. He unlocked the screen, quickly saved the video, found a religious dance, click to play, and drew the posture on the screen onto the paper while watching.
Two minute dance, dozens of postures. Gu Changsheng played back several times before drawing all the dance scores.
He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, threw the iPad into the empty air, and the iPad disappeared.
"Green boy!" Gu Changsheng called, full of Zhongqi.
"What can I do for you, young master?" Qingtong immediately pushed the door in.
Gu Changsheng marked the page number of the dance score, put it neatly into the wooden box and gave it to Qingtong: "give it to Xia Qianqian, you must give it to her in person."
"Yes." Qingtong has long been used to Gu Changsheng's mysterious courtship behavior. Without asking anything, he hugs the box and leaves.
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Xia Shanshan snores while Xia Qianqian is sleepless. She filtered through her mind all the dances she had seen, including the square dance, which was still out of her control.
What to do? Do you want to give up the five Liang silver?
Xia Qianqian is worried. Suddenly, there is a light noise outside the door. She gets up alert and opens the door. But she sees Qingtong standing outside the door: "Miss Xia, excuse me."
"What's the matter?"
Xia Qianqian is more polite because he is the little fellow around his ancestors.
"I've come to deliver things on the order of the young master." Qingtong hands in the box.
"What is it?" Xia Qian asked.
"I don't know." Qingtong shakes his head and runs away.
Xia Qian had to close the door and open the wooden box.
"Dance notation?" Blinking in amazement.
The dance is a religious dance, although the action is simple but far-reaching, with the simplest dance reflects the piety to the gods! She seems to have seen it somewhere, but she can't remember it for a while.
"That's it tomorrow!" Xia Qianqian immediately understood the intention of her ancestors and grasped the training according to the dance score.
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