Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 65 The Red Dress Performance: Fiercely Moved
"No, thanks."

After reading each message, Minghua chose to refuse them all.

Perhaps they meant well, but isn't this a kind of disregard for Minghua's own abilities?
Why can't she genuinely demonstrate her talent and therefore choose to perform solo?
Since everyone seems to think so negatively of her, Minghua curled her lips into a smile, thinking that she would make these people open their eyes wide and take a good look later.

*
The blessing of campus network promotion

The midterm exams for the Department of Ancient History Studies have attracted significantly more attention this time.

When Fu Shizheng, Jin Chenye, and Jun Yiqing clearly stated that they would attend the viewing, Yu Chengwen simply sent out related invitations to all the important figures on the main star.

It was just a small student competition, and most people chose to refuse.

Chu Xingze received an invitation to a suburban villa for some reason.

For an intergalactic superstar like him, who can cause screams wherever he goes, there is no need to watch such a small-scale school performance.

However, after seeing the name Minghua on the performance list, her eyes paused, her huge fish tail, which was submerged in the pool, trembled, and after a splash, she transformed into human form and went ashore to change clothes.

Yan Wenjin also received an invitation. In the spacious parliamentary office, the gold-embossed invitation was held between her two fingers. Seeing Ming Hua's name made her annoyed. Thinking about the flowers, she wondered what was so good about Zhan Liefeng that he would go out of his way to send her flowers, only to be ignored and ridiculed on the StarNet.

If he hadn't used his connections to suppress the news, who knows how long he would have been ridiculed.

Minghua needs to know who is the best person for her.

His lips, usually reserved for issuing commands, tightened as he stood up, preparing to head to Mingde Academy.

Zhan Liefeng... Zhan Liefeng has been busy lately, busy searching for paintings. Who exactly is this little painter?

After much effort, they finally traced the initial login account to the holographic network to the public holographic cabin at Mingde Academy. Could it be that she was too poor to afford a holographic cabin?
Just as he was urging his subordinates to continue the investigation, he received an invitation from Mingde Academy.

His gaze swept across the list, his indifferent eyes devoid of any emotion. He only thought of taking this opportunity to go to Mingde Academy and see if he could find anyone there.

*
Friday
it's clear
A rare good weather for a performance
Once the performance is over, the holiday can begin and the party can start.

But when the students from the Department of Ancient History saw one important figure after another enter, their eyes widened as big as saucers.

"What's going on? Why are the Speaker of Parliament and the Marshal here?"

"My goodness, this must be the biggest show our history department has ever had."

"What have I done to deserve this? I actually got to perform for the Marshal one day. In other words, it's like meeting the Marshal."

It's worth noting that these individuals who came can be considered the pride of heaven, holding the reins of the empire. Even their parents might not have the chance to speak to them much on a regular basis.

I really didn't expect that they would condescend to come and watch a group of students perform.

Could it be that there are some big shots in their class hiding their identities?

They all looked at each other, and yes, it was clear, unmistakably, the image of a spoiled brat.

What is going on?

This question remained unanswered until Minghua came on stage after everyone else had finished performing.

As soon as Minghua's name was announced, someone in the audience immediately took out a terminal and started recording.

I'm determined to record the entire performance of Minghua today and meticulously analyze every frame when I get back.

Even those who admire Ming Hua might not be as focused as they are. Fu Shizheng, Jin Chenye, and Jun Yiqing, who had been bored out of their minds, suddenly puffed out their chests, looking quite spirited. The rivals exchanged glances, their eyes filled with the same disdain for each other.

If there is truly only one winner in this battle for Minghua, then it will undoubtedly be myself.

The three of them thought the same thing at the same time.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhan Liefeng, Yan Wenjin, Chu Xingze, and Yan Xiao, who had finally discovered Ming Hua's identity and was hiding among the students, all tidied their appearance slightly.

As a guzheng melody began...
Thump thump stare

Minghua, dressed in a long red traditional Chinese dress, jumped out from behind the curtain.

That face, which was already extremely beautiful on ordinary days, was specially styled today with the hair of an ancient woman, pulled up high on her head, adorned with pearl and jeweled ornaments, and red flowers drawn between her eyebrows, making her face exceptionally eye-catching.

Such an outfit instantly attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as she appeared. Interstellar people who had lost their ancient civilization had never seen an ancient-style long dress before.

With such a long skirt and such wide sleeves, it should be very inconvenient.

But for some reason, Minghua wore it with a special quality.

That is beauty.

She's beautiful even on ordinary days.

But today, wearing this red dress, she is even more stunning, her amazing beauty is magnified to the extreme, and every smile and frown is captivating.

Not to mention Minghua's series of light leaps and bounds, her body moving in unison with the music, the red ribbon wrapped around her hand fluttering gracefully with each dance.

Everyone was completely mesmerized and captivated.

Even those who were prepared to nitpick couldn't care less at this moment. They stared intently at Minghua's every light leap and spin on the stage, her red dress revealing her fair wrists with each movement.

During the series of vertical jumps, the golden bells that were previously attached to the feet jingled.

It harmonized perfectly with the sound of the dance music.

This was a dance piece specially chosen by Minghua. The song "The Prosperous Tang Dynasty" depicts the splendor and magnificence of the women, showcasing their bright, lively, and bold personality.

Even after thousands of years, the Tang Dynasty remains a shining pearl in human history.

Now, with Minghua's performance, everyone is unconsciously drawn into the story.

It was as if through her figure, one could see the bustling, ever-sleeping city of the Tang Dynasty, a place of immense grandeur.

Minghua danced with abandon on stage, her movements becoming faster and more intricate and beautiful as the music swelled.

The seven men below the stage all stared intently at her, unconsciously following Minghua's movements.

Yan Wenjin raised her hand to cover her chest, and in that instant, she seemed to hear the sound of herself sinking into despair.

Chu Xingze's hands, hanging at his sides, trembled unnaturally as he curled them up. At that moment, he desperately wanted to transform into a mermaid and hide Ming Hua in the depths of the ocean.

I wish Minghua could dance a song just for her someday.

Zhan Liefeng's gaze changed at this moment. After confirming that Mingzhu was not the painting or the little painter, he felt a rare sense of guilt towards Minghua. But now, he began to wonder if the agile figure on the stage was her.
As for Yan Xiao? He gritted his teeth, his mad dog instincts kicking in. At this moment, he wished he were a notorious space pirate who would just snatch Ming Hua away without a second thought.

(End of this chapter)