The evil king chases his wife: Acacia in a dream is too enchanting

Chapter 173
Watching Feng Yuyan and Feng Chuchu leave triumphantly and furtively.

Feng Xiyue jumped off the beam helplessly.

He took a pair of scissors and cut off her dance dress with a "click click".Then he picked up the rag and shook it, and put all the "seasoning" on Feng Yuyan's dance clothes.

For a clown like Feng Yuyan, Feng Xiyue doesn't bother with her, so just let her suffer for herself.

Feng Xiyue clapped her hands, turned and left.

The main garden is already crowded with people.With Feng Qingcheng here, no one has the delusion to compete for the "Flower God" this year.But in order to see Feng Qingcheng's dance, more people came this year than in previous years.

Basically, all the young masters and young ladies of various families have arrived here.

Qingcheng didn't refuse, and walked onto the stage slowly.

Music starts.Allure Dance.

For a moment, it seemed as if the sky and the earth turned pale, leaving only the person on the stage.

The onlookers were all surprised and motionless, Suzaku snacks held up the sauced pig's trotters in their hands, and even forgot to eat them.

Even Feng Xiyue, who has seen dances all over in the 21st century, couldn't help but be deeply impressed by Feng Qingcheng.The elegance between the steps and the charm between the frowns and smiles are incomparable to any dance.

After a dance.

Feng Qingcheng walked down under the envious and admiring eyes of everyone.

"Qingcheng has a dance, but throwing bricks to attract jade. Qingcheng will not fight for the position of "Flower God". Next, ladies, please." Feng Qingcheng smiled and sat down on the stand.

However, the audience was silent.

Qingcheng's dance made many people feel ashamed. People who were eager to try, lost all their confidence in an instant after seeing Qingcheng's dancing posture.

"Miss Qingcheng, look, this..." His Royal Highness looked at her with a sad face.This year's garden banquet was held by him, if no one danced in the dance competition, wouldn't he be a prince, making people laugh.

Qingcheng frowned slightly.

Liu Feng from the side patted her shoulder lightly.

"Xiufang wants to recruit talents. For this dance competition, why not let Qingcheng judge, and the person who wins the 'Flower God' will be the person who will be recruited by Xiufang this year. I wonder what your highness thinks?"

Qingcheng's voice was not small, and many people present heard it.

"The person Xiufang recruited this year is the 'Flower God' this time!"

"Hurry up, second brother, go home and call my little sister! Remember to put on the most beautiful dance clothes! Hey, wait, there is also a musician! Forget it, wait for me, I will go with you!"

"Yes, hurry up, tell our eldest sister to come quickly!"

"Second sister, do you think my dance clothes are okay? Do you want to change?"

"Hey, is my makeup messed up? Fix it up for me!"

The crowd exploded.The young masters were all busy running back to call their sisters who hadn't come, and the young ladies were all nervous and eager to try.

The prince cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Miss Qingcheng." Then he quickly turned around and sat back down, and said to the guards behind him, "Go back to the mansion immediately, and bring the group of dancers trained a few days ago!" The guards took orders and left in a hurry.

Qingcheng sat in the central stand, and someone immediately announced the official start of the competition.

"Yan'er, why don't you start?" Feng Qingcheng said to Feng Yuyan with a smile.

Feng Yuyan nodded her head like garlic, immediately changed into her dance clothes, and walked onto the stage.

However, the prince's eyes were dimmed. Feng Yuyan's dancing posture was superb, and she had been the "Flower God" for three consecutive years, and she was Feng Qingcheng's own younger sister.This spot in Xiufang is very likely to be hers.

(End of this chapter)