The Most Simple Wish/C1 Leave Your Sweat on the Stage
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C1 Leave Your Sweat on the Stage

After dressing up in the dressing room, the mirror reflected her little egg-shaped face, her cheeks red. In front of the curtain not far from the dressing room, the long sound of the string music was played on the stage. When it reached the end of the screen, the performance was a group dance of Rain in the Small City, which was brought by the young dance troupe of Shen Yang.

It was her next turn. She was going to perform Distance on the stage alone. It was a classical dance that ate a lot of physical strength. It was her first time performing in front of the audience. The director decided that she would be the one to lift the beam. She felt that her tiny body was filled with endless vitality.

Tao Huizhen remembered that when she went to the dance academy, her teacher said that everyone had their own field of expertise. She said that her expression was very full and her eyes were very bright. The soul of every dance actor must be in her field of expertise. On the stage, she must not hold back and use it to the limit.

As for the performance, she must let herself sweat. Sweat can motivate a person, not tears.

This sentence became Tao Huizhen's pillow book from behind. Every time before she went on stage, she would remind herself - do her best to pour her sweat on the stage.

It had been four years since she heard this sentence. When Tao Huizhen was 21 years old, she entered the Dance Academy. Learning classical dancing. The same year, in 2002. Her best friend, Wen Xiu, went abroad to study finance. Now, It had been a year since she left school. Tao Huizhen had gone from being a small accompaniment to being the main dancer in the dance troupe. . .

It also made her bloom like a budding flower bud. What remained unchanged was that her fiery-red face was still brimming with love that was unwilling to fade away.

When they heard the accompaniment music on the stage slow down, the audience's applause rang out. Little City in the Rain was about to end. The dance director, a man with white sideburns, stepped into the dressing room. He saw Tao Huizhen sitting in front of the make-up mirror and asked, "Huizhen, are you ready? It's time. "

"I'm ready, Director. " Tao Huizhen took off her platinum necklace from her neck and threw it into the jewelry box. She turned around and stood up.

She pushed open the curtain and saw a corridor that was less than 20 meters long. At the end of the corridor was the stage. A spring breeze in May somehow poured into the corridor and swept across Tao Huizhen's burning face. Tao Huizhen widened her eyes and stopped in her tracks. There was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

It was different this time. She was filled with complicated feelings about the stage.

The director of the dance troupe said behind her back, "The more we get to the end, the less we can be ambiguous. Dancing and teaching are the same as doing anything. It all comes from persistence, from beginning to end. I envy you for putting your thoughts into action. I also feel sorry for you, your dance career. . . At the Shengjing Grand Theater. . . No one sells seats better than Tao Huizhen. . . "

"But it seems like you have prepared everything. You're a person who can't be persuaded. . . "The dance director looked at Tao Huizhen's neck and said.

"Indeed, I've thought of everything that I should. " Tao Huizhen said with a faint red face, "Then I will go, director. "

With that, she lifted the long skirt that was specially tailored for Distance Ltd and walked towards the stage.

"Leave your sweat on the stage!" The dance director shouted from behind her. After that, his gaze focused on Tao Huizhen's tiny back as he watched her pass through the corridor. What an ordinary girl he thought. She left the stage on the street and wouldn't be noticed by anyone. However, on the stage, she had an extraordinary influence.

Where else could she find such a person?

The director of the dance troupe muttered to himself. He turned around and saw that the corridor was filled with photos taken by the dance troupe during public welfare performances in the past few years. Among them, many of Tao Huizhen's figures appeared in the photos. She must have changed her mind at that time. . .

The theater of the Shengjing Grand Theater was the largest one in the Shengjing Grand Theater. It could accommodate 1800 people and was divided into three levels of audience seats. Now, it was almost full. In the entire theater hall, The lights were dim and there was the smell of cosmetics. The spotlight was focused on the stage. The theater was filled with the lingering atmosphere after the curtain call of Little City in the Rain.

Like a movie editing technique, the stage was left white for dozens of seconds. The audience quietly listened to the sound and stared at the empty space on the stage.

The crisp sound of the bamboo flute suddenly rang out in a melodious and drawn-out manner, lifting the atmosphere in the audience seats. It made people involuntarily take deep breaths. The difference between a national instrument and a western instrument was that a national instrument could quickly grab the hearts of people, and a western instrument needed to be brought into the process.

The sound of the flute was very similar to the chirping of birds. Just this low and high pitch sound seemed to bring people into a country with a national atmosphere, causing the audience to have a kind of thought. There were people who were singing along the way, walking towards a distant artistic scene.

Tao Huizhen, on the other hand, did not care about anything else. Her whole body was jumping like a string as she silently counted the melody of the flute in her heart. At the same time, she had to organize her expression. The moment she stepped onto the stage, her expression could not be as casual as she wanted to be.

When the flute score reached the second segment, four consecutive musical notes rang out. Tao Huizhen raised her arm from the side of the stage, and her expression also became very different from usual.

It was time.

Tao Huizhen wore a classical dress with green and pink colors. She wore a ribbon, and with her orchid palm, she stepped onto the stage. She stepped on the sound of the flute and slowly took small steps. She wore a silver crown on her head, and a string of tassels flashed with a luster. Under Tao Huizhen's rhythmic movements, they kept shaking. It was as if some kind of bird was turning its head. . .

The good and bad of dancing was whether there was a soul. Tao Huizhen's arms were dancing, her head tilted to the right, looking in the direction of the audience.

Her eyes were full of heat, shooting into the air and then gathering in the air. In Tao Huizhen's world, there was only dancing and music. She looked at her extended hand gestures, her gaze balanced with her raised middle finger. She was focused to the extreme, full of love.

At this time, the sound of a Malinba Muqin rang out. Tao Huizhen maintained a posture, and her gaze gradually changed from close to distant, from empty to empty, to something appearing. It was a form of performance. Was there a dawn on the road? Or did she see some sort of belief in the distance?

A series of applause rang out. The dance director in the corner at the back of the audience stands clenched his fists with an excited expression.

His eyes were the windows to the soul. When the actor's body calmed down, The audience would focus their attention on the actor's eyes. At this time, the eyes had to change. That change is not simply opening and closing, but is a psychological activity of the actor. The emotions reflected in the eyes. He was worried that Tao Huizhen's performance would be affected by her thoughts, but he was worrying too much.

As expected, what Tao Huizhen had made up her mind to do would not be affected at all. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was willful.

With a change in her gaze, Tao Huizhen did it very well. It was almost flawless. However, the director of the dance troupe was also more worried about the last segment because the last segment tested the actors' physical strength and their ability to control their bodies.

Suddenly, all the instruments in the theater stopped playing. The drum in the lobby rang. Dong -! Tao Huizhen kicked up. It was not a gentle movement but a forceful and forceful kick. Her feet left the ground and her thighs and calves were raised more than half a person's height at a 90-degree angle. At that moment, Tao Huizhen's eyes widened along with the sound of the drum.

The drum sounds rang out again. Dong! As her foot landed, her other foot was thrown backwards. She was excited and at ease! His waist and abdomen formed an arch bridge that complemented the kick from the back. The back of his head and the tip of his toes gently touched each other. Like a dragonfly touching the surface of water, her eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked up at the stage lights above her head. Drops of sweat flowed down from her temples.

Leaving the sweat on the stage, Tao Huizhen thought as she raised her head.

The drum beats gradually sped up as Tao Huizhen's skirt fluttered on the stage. Finally, on the way to the distance, she held her head high and puffed her chest out.

Tao Huizhen used all her strength to perform. The director of the dance troupe below the stage clenched his fists again and again. He loosened his grip time and time again, feeling thirsty in his throat. This was the stage that Tao Huizhen loved. He could feel that Tao Huizhen was bidding farewell to the stage and paying her respects. Even though the director of the dance troupe was very far away from Tao Huizhen, he could still imagine that Tao Huizhen's sweat had blossomed on the stage.

The drum suddenly stopped. Tao Huizhen made a finishing move and bowed towards the seat. A smile bloomed on her little goose face. The sparkling light on her face could be the result of the combination of silver pearl powder and sweat.

Thunderous applause came from the audience once again. People saw a kind of power to break free from shackles from Tao Huizhen's performance. The director of the dance troupe also clapped with great effort. His eyes were filled with gratification and pride. It was too perfect!

On the third floor of the audience stands, a woman wearing a gray-white windbreaker tightly wrapped herself. Her eyes were filled with excitement as she looked at Tao Huizhen's figure from afar. Her body unconsciously leaned forward. She raised her sharp chin and revealed an expression of reminiscence.

She studied abroad in Australia. Including the year after she graduated, it had been an entire four years since Tao Huizhen was admitted into the Dance Academy. In the past few years, the two of them had become a form of comfort to each other. From the phone as a bridge, they communicated with each other about the differences in culture and scenery between the two countries and the northern and southern hemisphere.

She and Tao Huizhen were classmates in high school, and the two of them had become friends since they were young. They greeted each other warmly, and they had also walked along the old streets of Shen Yang together.

Wen Xiu was born to be afraid of the cold. China's summer. The hotter it was, the more Australia was covered in ice and snow. Wenxiu remembered last year. During winter in Australia, she called Tao Huizhen in the phone booth outside the school. The whole world was white, and her breath turned into frost. Because neither of them was willing to hang up the phone, her hand was frozen in the end. She only recovered after two weeks.

At that time, Wen Xiu was thinking that it would be good if Tao Hui Zhen was by her side. Tao Hui Zhen's hand always held her warmly. This time, they were finally going to meet. It was a four-year long distance between the north and south hemisphere. Wenxiu withdrew her thoughts and got up to leave the audience seats. At this time, the actors of the next program had also just made their debut on the stage.

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