This music was really sensational and captivating.
It was not until the music sounded that even the rhythm of Qianjin’s Gu Jun was disrupted.
Three beats later, the musical officially began. Sheng Ning, as the lead dancer, was the first on stage. She wore a flowing floral dress, her soft black hair flying with captivating curves as she moved.
Then came Yang Xiaoman’s singing, a high and clear American vocal style that was refreshing to the listeners.
The dance, music, and singing perfectly combined to create a feast for both the eyes and the ears. But this was just the beginning, just the simplest part for Hope Field.
As time progressed, more and more performers appeared on stage. Their coordination was flawless, each dance movement connected like the finest piece of art.
As the lead dancer, Sheng Ning played a crucial role. She was like a radiant sun, guiding everything.
Gu Jun had stopped singing by then. Holding the microphone, he realized his voice seemed so pale and powerless compared to Yang Xiaoman’s.
Standing alone on the stage, he stared intensively at the opposite side. A trance flitted through his eyes. Previously dismissive of Hope Field, seeing it firsthand now, he was deeply shaken.
How could someone combine such complex movements, music, dance, and plot? Whether by sight or sound, one could genuinely feel the pulse of the story beating.
He believed that such a show shouldn’t be on this simple stage but deserved to be on the stage of CCTV’s Spring Festival Gala, on Broadway, and indeed, on the world stage.
Most of the thousands in the audience didn’t understand art or music, but that didn’t prevent them from appreciating beauty.
Whether it was sensational was evident through their direct visual judgment.
As a result, thousands of eyes were glued to them.
Hai Shen glanced at his friend and suddenly understood his intense feelings.
Sheng Ning indeed had the power to captivate men.
Now, she seemed to merge into one with the dance. The moves she had practiced thousands of times flowed from her effortlessly, as if engraved in her bones and imprinted in her blood.
Qiu Bai also stood below, paying close attention. Initially, she wanted to spot any flaws needing improvement. Yet, after watching, all she saw was satisfaction and amazement.
To be honest, her beloved niece’s incident had greatly impacted her confidence and enthusiasm. She even began to feel disappointed in these girls and thought about giving up.
In the end, it was her good friend Yang Wenying that kept her persisting.
Now, seeing everyone’s performance, she felt fortunate for her decision. It was evident that despite the hardships of performing, these young women never slacked in their practice.
Very good! She was very satisfied.
On the main stage, Su Yun’s face turned the color of pig liver; she had just said that Yang Wenying had no talent, only to be fiercely proven wrong.
This was something she had never experienced before.
Hope Field was indeed impressive, she squinted at Sheng Ning leading the dance, the complex emotions almost troubling her mood.
Thinking of this girl, she didn’t know what to do.
To acknowledge her, yet she feared acknowledgment more.