The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz Chapter 113

Qi Wu just did a simple warm-up, and after finishing, he looked at Song Qi, who still had a look of astonishment in his eyes.

 She asked softly: "Is it okay?"

 The temple priests need to learn too much. They must use various methods to communicate with the gods and convey the will of God.

 The dance of shamanism is just one of the ways.

Qi Wu's talent is the strongest among them in thousands of years, so naturally he doesn't only know one kind of dance.

In the calm and lonely temple, the temple maids passing by on tiptoe can always see the priest dancing under the moonlight.

The priest's appearance is unparalleled in the world, and the clear brilliance of the moon is taken away by her flawless face as white as snow.

Song Qi came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are not trying to say that I hold grudges again this time, are you?"

Qi Wu glanced at him silently, but said nothing. He obediently returned to his seat, sat down, and ate another lemon candy.

Song Qi couldn't hear Qi Wu scolding him, and he couldn't help but talk more as if he was being mean.

He looked at the snacks next to Qi Wu, most of which were sweets, and couldn't help but muttered: "If you eat so much every day, be careful of getting cavities."

Qi Wu paused while holding the lemon candy. She looked blankly, as if she was thinking about this problem.

 After a while, she retorted firmly and confidently: "No, the creditor said you can eat it."

 Song Qi: "?"

  What a strange name for creditor.

However, he was too lazy to understand the thoughts of these young people, so he waved his hands casually and did not care about the issue.

 After Tan Song got inspiration from Qi Wu's dance, he quickly finalized the final version with the teachers.

 He walked towards Qi Wu happily.

Tang Liuhua looked at his excited back, smiled and shook his head.

 “This boy, since when did he become so impatient?”

The accompaniment teacher next to him said meaningfully, "It depends on who he is irritable with."

Tang Liuhua understood the deep meaning hidden in her words and couldn't help but frowned.

Her eyes fell on the calm girl opposite. Even a plain and simple dress could not hide her own brilliance.

Looking at Tan Song talking to her almost eagerly and eagerly, expecting to get a smile or affirmation from her, Tang Liuhua shook his head worriedly.

 Because she clearly understood that it was impossible to talk about Song Dynasty and her.

Who can not love their muse?

 But he will not get a response from the Muse.

 After the final version of the song is determined, various rehearsals and adjustments will follow.

Tan Song never seemed to worry about whether Qi Wu could get the feeling he wanted. He trusted her unconditionally.

And every dance move of Qi Wu can give him a different surprise.

Even the dance teachers who were arranged to work with them were surprised by Qi Wu's controllable aura.

 She never wastes excess energy, each movement carries just the right amount of strength, and is smoothly connected to the next movement. The control of the range of movement and strength closely fits her body, as if she was born with it.

Watching her dance is a visual pleasure.

So after watching it for two days, the dance teacher went off work.

 She said directly, “You don't need a teacher at all.”

She doesn't need guidance. The moment the music starts playing, her body fits perfectly into the song.

So Qi Wu naturally started hanging out after three days of rehearsal, while Tan Song was worried that he would be delayed and did not let go of any time.

As the sun went down, Qi Wu was the first person to finish her dinner. She walked out of the canteen slowly, holding in her hand the scallion pancakes that the uncle in the canteen gave her.

 She was going to take these cakes to find her friends.

As the collaboration stage approaches, all the contestants are seizing the time to rehearse, so there are almost no people on the road.

 Until Qi Wu keenly heard several unfamiliar voices, including voices she was familiar with.

 She looked at the narrow alley in front of her and walked slowly and calmly.

 The corner of the roadway.

Ke Lu leaned against the wall, folded her hands on her chest, raised one hand and held a lit cigarette between her two fingers. She took a puff and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Opposite her stood two burly men, with scabs and scars on their faces and necks. Their eyes were fierce and filled with unconcealable evil aura.

Ke Lu's expression hidden behind the swirling smoke was more indifferent than before, vaguely revealing strong oppression.

 “Here are the things I asked you to bring.”

The subordinates opposite could not guess what she was thinking, but they did not dare to touch Qiao. They quickly handed over the exquisitely packaged pink gift box that did not match their fierce temperament.

“Miss, these are the specialty cakes and snacks of Hong Kong City.”

"Um."

Ke Lu took the gift box and responded with a calm response.

The two subordinates looked at each other, and one of them bravely asked: "Miss, the team leader asked you when you plan to go back."

Ke Lu pinched the cigarette with her fingertips. She lowered the cigarette an inch in displeasure. The subordinate on the opposite side immediately lowered his head nervously.

The next moment, Ke Lu seemed to notice something. She looked sharply at the corner and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Who?!"

Qi Wu calmly poked his head out and blinked innocently.

Ke Lu's cold and vigilant expression was momentarily stunned.

 The two subordinates opposite saw that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation, and their eyes flashed with evil looks.

They rubbed their fists together and loosened their muscles as they walked towards Qi Wu: "You know there is a price to pay for eavesdropping."

 As soon as they finished their harsh words, they were kicked hard from behind by their eldest lady.

The two subordinates were caught off guard and lay on the ground, looking at Ke Lu in confusion and shock.

Ke Lu had put out the cigarette in her hand the moment Qi Wu appeared. She looked at the two subordinates without blinking coldly, with a chill in her tone: "Get out of here!"

The two subordinates couldn't figure out the eldest lady's unpredictable temperament, but they didn't dare to disobey her order and left without looking back.

The eyesore finally left, but Ke Lu didn't relax.

She looked at Qi Wu nervously, as if she wanted to explain something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Qi Wu's eyes were calm, and the scene just now did not affect her at all.

She opened her thin lips lightly and explained in a warm voice: "I heard your voice."

 That's why she came here.

Ke Lu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I know." After a pause, she said cautiously: "Aren't you going to ask me something?"

Qi Wu tilted his head, looking confused: "Why do we have to ask clearly?"

Ke Lu finally smiled, with a sense of relief in her smile.

“I'm from Hong Kong City, and the two people who just came here are my subordinates.”

　　Then she handed over the gift box in her hand, her tone no longer as cold and oppressive as before, it was a soft tone that was deliberately suppressed, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person in front of her.

“You should like Hong Kong City's specialty pastries.”

Chapter end