Half a month ago, this girl boldly confessed to him. At the time, he thought, where did this wild girl come from, having such guts. Although he coldly rejected her, he actually felt a bit happy inside.
"Next, we have a performance from the General Union Dance Troupe. The dance 'Butterfly Lovers'." The hostess on the stage, dressed in a long gown, introduced with an enthusiastic voice.
Sheng Ning took a deep breath, pressing down the anxiety in her heart.
She hadn't danced in many years. Although she still remembered 'Butterfly Lovers,' the foundation remained, but standing on stage and looking at the dense crowd below made her legs tremble with nervousness.
Due to her standout appearance, she was temporarily arranged in the center.
Qin Cuifen felt insanely jealous. Seeing Sheng Ning's nervous look, she showed a smug expression. They were from the same hometown and grew up together. No matter where she went, she always felt like an ugly duckling. So although outwardly she made good friends with Sheng Ning, deep down she hated her to death. Her dream was to stomp Sheng Ning under her feet.
Humph! Let's see how you show off. Just you wait.
As the music started, Sheng Ning's body moved freely with the rhythm. The talent embedded in her soul and blood allowed her to enter an engrossed state without thinking or overanalyzing.
This feeling was so marvelous. All the beauty she missed in her past life was regained in this one.
Sheng Ning's dance movements were precise and full of spirit. Engrossed in the dance, her face radiated natural grace and charm. She transformed from a sharp, prickly wildflower to a stunningly beautiful rose and an elegant orchid.
"Wenyin, you've cultivated a great talent." The union leader in the front row specifically called the normally stern Yang Wenyin to the front.
"Cultivating talent for the nation is my duty." Yang Wenyin felt uneasy inside. Watching Sheng Ning on stage, she almost popped her eyes out in astonishment, completely losing her usual stern demeanor.
Yang Wenyin knew well how untalented Sheng Ning was. Today, letting her on stage was merely to save face and make up the numbers.
Yang Wenyin had already discovered a brilliant and talented Qin Cuifen to hold the fort and was quite satisfied. But Sheng Ning's sudden display of astounding talent made her overjoyed.
"Congratulations, Wenyin," a soft female voice said. It was Su Yun, the chief of the Qianjin Dance Troupe, whose rank was higher than hers.
Seeing Su Yun filled Yang Wenyin with disgust. Ignoring her, she turned around and left.
As the rhythm of the music continued, Sheng Ning's dance moves became more skillful, and her coordination with others was seamless. 'Butterfly Lovers' was a highly difficult dance drama. Initially, the Song and Dance Troupe was not qualified to perform such a drama. It was Yang Wenyin's desire to compete with Su Yun, issuing a forceful order, that put them on the spot.
Now, everyone danced better and better under Sheng Ning's lead, naturally feeling happy inside.
Others were happy, but Qin Cuifen was not.
She tried to put on the perfect smile and the most captivating angle, but still, Sheng Ning's brilliance overshadowed her like an ugly duckling. She was red-eyed with hatred. This had been the case since childhood; no matter how hard she tried, Sheng Ning's coquettish face stole all the attention. In truth, Qin Cuifen was not ugly, even prettier than most girls from rural areas.