Chapter 259: Fighting dance
Everyone was infected by Naya's dance, so fascinated.
Of course, apart from Mo Wu and Long Yinfeng, Long Yinfeng frowned, thinking: "What did you jump, like the jumping **** ..." And when Naya danced just now, Long Yinfeng could obviously feel There was a line of sight staring at him, but when he followed it, he found that he was not looking at him. This feeling made Long Yinfeng extremely uncomfortable.
But Mo Wu thought: "This Naya's identity is not simple, and she will lose the long-standing charm technique, I am afraid that a few people came here this time with bad intentions." But since Mo Wu's own interests are not involved, Mo Dance won't intervene in this matter.
Mu Xiyue also whispered Long Yinfeng: "It's a good jump, I feel blood boiling all over me."
Long Yinfeng stretched his face and pondered for a while, then said, "I didn't see any better."
Naya raised her chin and said in the less proficient Zhongyuan dialect: "I, Naya, challenge you to the Central Plains dance. I hope the ladies present here have excellent dance skills and can learn from me." The chin lifted, like a proud peacock.
There was silence all around. Anyone who had watched Naya dance was shocked by that passion. Who would dare to step forward? Naya shrugged her shoulders at Qiuwu and said in Mongolian: "This is the Central Plains? Didn't even dare to come to power?"
Qiu Wu laughed and replied: "Naya's dance is absolutely awesome. You are afraid to be scared by you. Besides, this is the group of officials and their wives, and they are all bait."
Although Long Jingsong couldn't understand the content of the two, but with the tone of Qiu Wu alone, Long Jingsong could feel mocking. Long Jingsong sullenly said, "All Ai Qing, if you have a skill, you don't need to hide it, just show it. We have just seen Naya's dance, and it's really exciting, we don't want to beat her. Okay, just hope that Mo will not lose our Nanjing face! "
Naya raised her chin to the stage, and suddenly saw Mo Wu. Naya felt that Mo Wu's facial features were somewhat kind. She walked directly to Mo Wu and said, "How do you compare with me? "
Mo Wu smiled and said, "I am not good at dancing. Since Miss Naya has asked me to come by name, if I don't go, wouldn't I not give face?"
Talking about the Mowu models, they got up and took off their outer cloaks, leaving only a layer of purple gauze inside. Then he pointed at Long Jingsong and said, "Emperor Qi Yun, since Miss Naya sincerely invited me to compare it with me, I can't refuse it. It's just that the dance skills of this dance are not good, it must be better than Miss Naya , Please forgive me, the emperor and everyone who is doing it. "
Long Jingsong looked slow, and said, "No harm."
Mo Wu stood on the stage and first stretched her muscles to prevent yourself from getting hurt because of the dance.
At this time, the melodious Xiao sound rose softly, Mo Wu long-sleeved man dance, countless delicate petals gently flew between the sky and earth, the refreshing floral fragrance was intoxicating, and the Mo Wu had blooming buds, towards All around, in the sky of flowers and rain, a beautiful girl in purple clothes appeared like a quiet, as she was light and beautiful, the house was floating like a fairy, the wide and wide sleeves opened and closed, and it set off her manners. Thousands of beautiful poses.
Mo Wu's dance posture is different from Naya's. Naya's passion is full of vitality, just like the Mongolian people's unique boldness, but Mo Wu's dance tends to be soft, showing the woman's soft and charming posture. A smile is touching.
Everyone looked at Mo Wu's graceful dance in a fascinating way, and almost forgot to breathe. The beauty of Mo Wu was looking forward to, everyone in the room was heartbeat, and they all agreed that Mo Wu was watching himself.
At this time, Xiao Sheng suddenly turned anxious, Mo Wu took the right foot as the axis, gently relaxed his long sleeves, and his body spun with him, turning faster and faster. Suddenly the long sleeves in the sleeves were thrown out, and everyone burst into wonder. With a high jump, Mo Wu stretched her body out and ended the whole dance.
The audience applauded, everyone was from the heart of the dance that loved Mo Wu. Mo Wu stayed in the Yingchun Tower for a while, and it was the first card from the beginning. How can you not master dance? Just to be humble, besides, Mo Wu also knows how to dance the dance to be ornamental, so that all the audience feel comfortable after watching it and involuntarily like themselves.
Long Jingsong smiled and asked Qiu Wudao: "Master Qiu thinks how do I jump towards the concubine of the five princes?"
Although Qiu Wu was also attracted by Mo Wu's dance, he still replied in Mongolian at this time: "Just do it like that, step on it softly, I don't like Naya's one toe."
Yun Rong said quickly: "Master Qiu Wu said that the concubine's side danced very well, making him feel a little intoxicated."
Mo Wu didn't wait for Long Jingsong to speak, and said in Mongolian language to Qiu Wu: "Thank you Master Qiu Wu for his compliments. It's just that not only you three understand Mongolian, but it's better to converge."
The audience was surprised when Mo Wu said Mongolian, and Qiu Wu got up and asked, "How do you know Mongolian?"
Mo Wu did not look at Qiu Wu at this time, but turned to Long Jingsong and said, "Emperor Qi Yu, the concubine was born in Liaoning and Mongolia. The concubine's father is a local county, so the concubine will know a little bit. Fur. It was ugly just now. "
Long Jingsong narrowed his eyes and doubted the truth of Mo Wu's words, but he still laughed and said to Long Qixuan: "Qi Xuan really welcomed a good lady back, yes, just now Mo Wu said that dance is not My strength, I still dance so well, so I asked, what is your strength? "
Mo Wu replied: "The concubine is very proficient in chess and painting, especially the musical instrument is better, and the instrument has the best number of pianos."
"Okay! Really a genius, come here, lift the piano into the hall, and let the side concubine show you all!" Said Long Jingsong.
After Guzheng was lifted up, Mo Wu first made it slow down and calmed down, then lifted his hand to gently support the piano, and the slow music flowed down like a running water, closing his eyes as if he could see the mountains and flowing water . In this soothing tune, everyone let go of their hearts.
Suddenly Mo Wu's hand turned, his fingers flew quickly, and the sound of the piano gradually became fierce. It was war! The ferocious music was inspiring, and then with the sound of clank, the tune gradually calmed down, and there was a little more sorrow in the calm.
The crowd was so immersed in the music that after a song, Mo Wu bowed deeply and walked back to his place in the silence of the crowd.
When the crowd reacted, Mo Wu had already sat back in his seat. At this time, I didn't know whether it was good to applaud or not.
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