CH 36

While they were having their barbecue, Di Xingchen’s Lanling dance had spread to all the entertainment forums.

[Did you see the live broadcast of Red and Blue Signal tonight? It turns out that Di Xingchen, the most under-appreciated contestant, is the biggest dark horse of this season!

I thought he’d be a good dancer, otherwise the show wouldn’t have been live, but I didn’t think he’d be this good! I don’t even know if it’s because he’s a good dancer or because he’s handsome and I’ve got a filter on!

I’m sure there are all of them, but not many dancers look like him, do they? He doesn’t really dance that hard, but he just looks so sappy, it’s a gift from God!

[I don’t have time to watch the live broadcast, can you send me a picture?

[I have what I have!

A bunch of motion pictures were sent out immediately afterwards.

In the first picture, Di Xingchen turns around, his skirt flying like a flower in full bloom, his slim waist, his long arms, and his cool, flowing body.

[Holy fuck, goddam body.]

[Di Xingchen is so good looking!

[There’s a fairy aura!

In the second shot, he is seen spinning around with his legs in his arms, his body is like a puppet on a string, and his robe becomes part of his dance, his body control is amazing.

In the third, he spins upside down with one hand supporting his body, spiralling like a spiral, landing on the ground with his robes laid out in the shape of a fan, every bit of it perfectly calculated.

The fourth picture is even better, he falls to the ground and the next moment his waist lifts up, as if an invisible hand has caught him, his body is like a swaying willow, then he bounces up, his body lunges forward and hangs back, strength and beauty, rigidity and flexibility.

But it was the climactic seconds of the dance that made people scream the most. He leapt up from the palms of the other dancers, tumbling down, his robe flying, and after landing on the ground, he spun around three times in a row, that is, three times in a row before the bridge in the clouds, and finally his body almost fell over as if he had lost all control, but his long sleeves were thrown back, and “rustling”, as if his whole body was brought back by the sleeves, stagnating in mid-air.

A breath of fresh air and a stirring performance.

His face is concealed behind a mask, except for his eyes, which are bright and penetrating.

[This last motion picture!

[Good sah!

[Kill me with a motion picture!

Di Xingchen’s “Dance of the Gods” soon became a hot topic, and the programme team pushed a small video of the live broadcast up.

The pop-ups in the comments section are shown on the video, and for the first few seconds, they are.

[Who is Di Xingchen?

By the middle it’s all [fuck me fuck me fuck me] all over the screen.

Dancing is as cruel as any art, sometimes ten years of hard work is not as good as a mouthful of food from God. The beauty of a dance has something to do with the face and even more with the body, the length of the legs, the length of the arms, even the beauty of the hands, the beauty of the feet, all these things can determine the height of a dance.

Of course, the most important thing is the feeling. Some people have the right moves and the right physical condition, but they just don’t have the flow of the dance, they just don’t have enough spirit and live.

It takes talent to open and close, to flow with beauty and to dance in your own style.

Di Xingchen is just so smooth and comfortable to dance with.

[He dances so valiantly too, so beautifully].

I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I saw his face at first and kept thinking he was the victim, and I was high on him and Mr. Huo’s CP!

[Di Xingchen: This body is now clear!

Only they don’t know that Di Xingchen, the beauty attacker they are talking about, is now destroying herself.

He looked first to the cameraman in the box, “This is not to be broadcast.”

“It’s up to you,” Hu Ying couldn’t hold back his excitement: “If you dance like this song, they won’t be able to broadcast it even if they want to, so hurry up, you’re already singing a verse!”

Di Xingchen hesitates for a moment, picks up the wine on the table and takes a few large sips from the bottle.

“You take it easy.” Huo Cheng shouted.

Pei Xu licked his thin lips and leaned back on the sofa, staring at Di Xingchen with rapt attention.

The Green Meadow Fox, Di Xingchen I’ve heard this song before, I’ve heard it’s one of the top three demon songs on the internet and one of the songs that definitely can’t be played on TV.

It was a song that came to him on the spur of the moment, and all he can say is that the first time he heard it late at night, he tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep, and it greatly shook him to the core.

Compared to that, anything like ‘The Itch’ is weak.

This is a song that Duan Yihua could never have liked. Duan Yihua must be disappointed to know that he likes this song!

He looks to Duan Yihua.

Sure enough, Duan Yihua was shocked.

He felt that he was still aware of Duan Yihua’s aesthetic preferences.

A dignified big boss like him must like men who are sassy and clean, that’s why he was like that after he danced the lantern dance.

“Jump!” Hu Ying shouted.

Di Xingchen said, “I’m just playing a song to cheer everyone up.”

“Che, I thought you were for real!” Hu Ying said.

Huo Cheng, who had been listening to this song for a long time, was greatly shaken to the core.

I can’t believe there’s such a wavy song in the world!

The atmosphere was instantly mobilised.

Di Xingchen changed the music, smiled and said, “Here comes the official one.”

What he was about to dance was the most feminine piece of dance he had ever learned, and he made sure it didn’t have a single thing to do with the word attack.

This is a dance choreographed by Mr. Zou, called the Fox Dance.

The fox dance, designed by Mr. Zou, is a very difficult, sultry and lingering dance about a male fox and a female fox who meet and fall in love on a spring night and eventually die in a martyr’s hunt.

A very harrowing story, but extremely sexually charged, this is a duet dance, very entwined, with animals speaking to their heart’s content and in the mould of love. They are dance students who are also considered to be very familiar with physical contact, but at the time when they first started practising this dance, they were all often blushing with shame.

But even so, they all competed for the dance.

The dance has won many awards because of its very strong artistic expression and impact.

With an evil look.

Di Xingchen took off his shoes, dressed in white socks, and warmed up a little.

He is wearing jeans and a white shirt with a drawstring waist. Without the cover of his wide hanbok, his figure is revealed, that is as thin as it should be, as long as it should be, and as sunken as it should be.

He was always very serious when he danced.

He dances the opening part of the encounter and courtship, very soft and beautiful, as if he were transformed into a fox, sly, keen and sultry, his fur shining, his body flaming red, wagging his pretty tail, approaching you in the moonlight, testing you, then rubbing your cheek and bewitching your heart.

A very different style from that of the King of Laning. The only thing they have in common is that Di Xingchen has a very impressive figure, so the movements are still smooth and fluid.

Di Xingchen feels that the crew is not a do-gooder, and that they might broadcast whatever he dances, so he leaves out moves that are too sexual, but even the rest of these are enough, especially as ‘Green Mei Fox’ sets the mood early on.

But the problem was that everyone here had just seen him in all his valiant glory, and he already had a glorious image in their minds, and even if he did dance like a vixen at the moment, no one was going to change their impression completely.

On the contrary, they are more focused on the beauty and desire of his body than on the stage.

Hu Ying was clapping and laughing at first, but stopped laughing later.

It was a Di Xingchen like none of them had ever seen before, with jeans that didn’t even restrain his flexibility. No more stage lights, no more fancy clothes, the focus of the dance was all on him.

His body is so soft as a dancer, it makes its own way, opening and closing wide.

What this dance brought to Pei Xu and the others was even more powerful than the sultry King Lan Ling on stage. When he danced this dance, Di Xingchen almost revealed the flexibility and artistic expression of his body, which exploded with the ultimate sexuality that belongs to beauty, without being vulgar in any way. He has the wickedness of an animal, the aggressive charm of a fox and the beauty of a human.

Di Xingchen ended up standing on one leg, splitting the other almost a hundred and eighty degrees, and with a forward lean, he took the wine from the table. The bottle of wine in his hand also became his prop, and he ended up performing a drunken fox by the way. He felt that it was not enough for him to be soft and beautiful, but he could also get a little weird.

Soft and quirky, neither has anything to do with the word attack!

So he followed the fox’s example and fell down abruptly and drunkenly, bounced back up and returned to half-air with his limbs stretched out, his long, slender neck extended and his trembling body.

A drunken fox is cute, the kind of cute that makes you want to grab him by the tail and bully him hard.

Pei Xu suddenly thought of rabbits.

Di Xingchen’s favourite rabbit.

The rabbit has long ears and a short tail.

The programme team next door lamented, “This is all ready for a competition, isn’t it?”

More artistic and more difficult to dance to than the stage performance-focused Lann King, it is more like what a professional dancer should look like.

“F*ck …… this is better than the top of Lanling King, right?”

“Just look at Huo Cheng and the look in their eyes!”

” Di Xingchen Exactly how many surprises we did not know ah, this is completely a style that we did not expect, how attacking King Lanling is, how much the fox is suffering, he actually HOLD it all!!!”

“Attacked by the Hammer of Salty Stone!!!”

After Di Xingchen’s dance, the whole room was silent.

Di Xingchen gasps for air, slightly bashful.

He really went out on a limb today.

He looked to the crowd.

Even Hu Ying, who had been up in arms earlier, stopped talking and looked very strange.

Di Xingchen really didn’t think he would react like this after the dance.

He was supposed to be dancing this dance in a jokey atmosphere, at which point Hu Ying would have raised a ruckus or wailed a good sex, sense, and everyone would have laughed and been done with it.

The atmosphere was bizarre and no one said a word.

Duan Yihua moves the jacket covering his body down a little and lies back on the sofa, glowering.

Di Xingchen’s face was red with embarrassment as he sent a distress call to Hu Ying: “What’s up, Brother Hu.”

Hu Ying coughed lightly, crossed his legs and said, “It’s fine.”

Fuck, that’s not the answer he was looking for.

It’s too proper!

Huo Cheng feels like such an asshole.

He was actually always afraid that he would act so horny that when the show aired, he would be called out by netizens for being too that way.

Although he thought it was only normal for men to be horny.

But at the moment …… this really doesn’t want him to bar.

He really couldn’t hold out.

The room was full of men in their twenties, drunk and overflowing with love, and after watching such a dance, no one dared to stand up for about half an hour. Even Lin Qingning, who had no idea about Di Xingchen, was infected at the moment.

Di Xingchen spent the most awkward half hour of his time on the show, eating in silence.

Yan Zhi and Huo Cheng are both peeling prawns for dinner.

“So what …… it’s getting late, let’s go back.” Di Xingchen said.

Yan Zhi and Hu Ying, among others, rose to their feet.

Everyone started getting their phones, getting their clothes and getting ready to leave.

Pei Xu is the only one still sitting there.

Di Xingchen looks back at Pei Xu for a moment. Pei Xu is embarrassed.

It took him a very long time to calm down each time he branched out.

So he picked up the bottle of wine next to him and took a few big gulps.

White wine is spicy, and with this spice, all attention goes to the throat.

He stood up and wiped his mouth.

Di Xingchen said, “What are you doing, you’re not driving.”

I haven’t had a drink all night, so why do I have to take so many gulps when I’m leaving?

Pei Xu didn’t say a word, his eyes red from the fragrant smell of alcohol.

He reaches out and snaps his hand around Di Xingchen’s neck from behind, presses hard, then releases and pats Di Xingchen on the back.