Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 401 This year must be a good year

Sitting in front of the mirror in the dressing room backstage, Yu Qing looked up at herself in the mirror.

The make-up artist put on a brocade-gold veil for her.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Yu, you are beautiful, remember to relax."

Yu Qing thanked him.

She chose the Dunhuang dance, so she wore a half-collar short armor that reached to the navel, the upper arm was bound by cloth, and the lower arm was long sleeves that meandered down.Underneath her body was a satin dress, the color of dark gold and dark blue intertwined up to the ankles, a color unique to Dunhuang.

The whole is the interweaving of Dunhuang's bright gold and immersion gold, the black hair stands tall and dotted with gems, and the corners of the eyes and lips are unique makeup.

The brocade golden veil is the finishing touch. The designer believes that the real beauty is not charm, but attraction or charm, which makes people want to lift the veil with their own hands, and beauty is after the veil is lifted.

Yu Qing took a deep breath, and took a selfie for Ruan Qiu who was busy backstage.

[Yu Qing: Does it look good? 】

[Ruan Qiu: What kind of fairy from Nine Heavens is this? She is really a fish, a wild goose, a moon, a shameful flower, a eclipse, and everyone loves a workshop car with a flat tire. Does such a beauty really exist?Do you really have no p-pictures?oh my god!If it wasn't for me...]

[Yu Qing: Good night. 】

It wasn't as exaggerated as Ruan Qiu's rainbow fart, but Yu Qing also thought it was quite beautiful.

She hesitated, and forwarded it to Yu Yanshen.

【Are you going to see my performance? There should be a seat at the party. 】

After she sent it out, she seemed to feel that it was not very good, so she added another sentence.

[The director gave me a few VIP tickets. It's useless for me to keep them in my hand. It doesn't matter if you don't come. 】

This is probably okay, it's reserved enough and doesn't make people feel frivolous.

Yu Qing waited for a while, but did not wait for Yu Yanshen's reply.

She thought about withdrawing it, but it took more than 2 minutes.

Looking at the phone with one hand resting his chin, he was very happy.

He clicked on Weibo, and the topic about her and Yu Yanshen was still on the top of Weibo.

Yu Yanshen's itinerary was also picked up, and he was going to London at night.Netizens ridiculed her for being thrown into the cold palace, and President Yu kicked her in the face when she hugged her thigh. The slap in the face was so loud.

Yu Qing didn't know about Yu Yanshen's plan to go to London again, and after thinking about it, she was going to participate in the show, and he always wanted to find a place for him to celebrate the New Year.

Although he was not very happy with the tone of the netizens, and he couldn't get off the stage himself, Fu Ziang probably exploded.

Annoyed, she unintentionally tore off a pendant on her head, looked at the bead string in her hand, and fell silent.

Soon, Yu Qing will be on stage.

She was the kind who got off to a good start, and she was the second show.

Someone rubbed her waist, telling her not to be nervous but to relax.

Yu Qing didn't listen at all.

Until the red curtain fell on the stage, someone pushed her hard from behind.

"come on!"
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Dunhuang dance has strong cultural characteristics of the Silk Road. The content is based on the material of the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, and its direct source is a large number of ancient dance gestures on the murals of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang.

Yu Qing stood under the beam of light on the stage, barefoot, and the silver bell on her ankle rang.

Like countless girls, she imagined herself standing on a high platform in a beautiful dance costume, swaying confidently and gracefully.

Enjoy the amazement and admiration of all eyes surrounding her, sinking into their eyes.

She thought she would never be able to do it again in her life.

Under everyone's gaze, there was only a silent surge in her heart.

The pipa in her arms was held high above her head, the pendant on her head was reflected beautifully by the light, her arms were soft and changeable through the back of her neck and around her front chest, and her bare feet were raised and circled.

She seemed to be able to shine in her eyes, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly drooped across the seats at the scene——

After turning around, the corners of her lips were still raised, but her eyes never fell on the empty seat in front of her.

The dance path reached its climax, and when Yu Qing took off the veil on his face, there was a faint gasp from the people in the front row.

When the veil was removed, she changed her style.

To sum it up in a few words——

Style does not waver.

This is the result of a long discussion between the director and the programming. If you want to have both dance styles, then merge it.

Before the veil and behind the veil, it is the watershed of the two styles.

Yu Qing thought she couldn't do well.

And it is true that her dancing is not perfect, and there should be many flaws in the eyes of professionals.

But it's amazing enough, and it's also empathetic enough.

After the dance ended, it took more than ten seconds before there was roaring applause at the scene.

Yu Qing picked up the veil on the stage and wrapped it around her hair, and bowed deeply to the audience.

It's fine if he comes, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't.

She dances for herself, not for anyone else.
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Panting off the stage, Yu Qing put on a blanket and went backstage.

As soon as she opened the door, the backstage staff and everyone who hadn't stepped onto the stage suddenly yelled together——

"Happy New Year!--"

Yu Qing was startled for a moment, then smiled with bright eyes, "Happy New Year."

Happy New Year, this must be a good year.

Yu Qing walked to the lounge and sat down, and Ruan Qiu happily jumped over on his back foot.

"Qingqing, you are so beautiful today! I am really..."

Before she could say the rest, Yu Qing glanced over abruptly, "I don't need to say the rest, I understand everything."

Ruan Qiu bit her lower lip.

After getting quiet, Yu Qing took out her phone and looked down.

In fact, there are still many staff members and actors in her WeChat, and those who are not working today have sent her happy new year.

Although they were probably all sent in groups, she still replied one by one.

When the news got back to Yu Yanshen, it was still what she said three or ten minutes ago, but Yu Yanshen didn't reply.

On the plane, that's the only possibility.

The bell on her wrist rang, and she put the phone back.

The column started at ten o'clock and continued until twelve o'clock.

Although it was a small party and few people came, Yu Qing felt quite satisfied.

Looking up at the projection in front of him with his chin resting, he almost saw the last column before he knew it.

Ruan Qiu was full of energy, and she was a little drowsy.

"Qingqing, don't sleep, don't sleep, it's twelve o'clock soon, there are still ten minutes left, there should be one show left, after the show is over, you have to go up and bow, after bowing, it will be New Year's Eve, we can go gone."

Yu Qing looked down at the phone, it was 23:46.

Yu Yanshen still didn't reply to her, but many people sent text messages saying that she danced well.

Estimated to be the result of company marketing.

The scandal with Yu Yanshen before, probably this time will also be suppressed by some clamoring black fans.

It's been a good year.

Yu Qing stood up and stretched herself, the clothes fell off her slender shoulders, and the long skirt intertwined with gold and cinnabar red swayed.

"Shall we go?" She looked at Ruan Qiu.

Just as Ruan Qiu was about to say yes, a scream came from nowhere.

"Fuck, I just saw a group of reporters outside the door! What's going on? Why are reporters here now?!"

"The last show ended early, there are still ten minutes left, and so many reporters are here, what's the matter, oh my god?"

"The latest inside story, guess who I saw in the Bentley parked outside the building?!"

"Who? Which leader?"

"Deeply depressed!!"

　Happy New Year, this must be a good year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)