602 Silent Dance

Everyone stared at Feng Qing intently, wanting to see if she knew how to dance. She actually dared to say that she wanted to fill in the rest of the dance for Long Yuning. How could a perfume maker like her dance better than the original choreographer of 'High Song and Widow'? Was she a little too confident that she had become conceited? Wasn't this playing with silk in front of Spiderman?

Long Yuning was stunned. She said in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, you, what did you say?"

Feng Qing walked to the center of the hall and glanced at Long Yuning indifferently. "Do you know? The way you provoked me with your eyes just now was as funny as it could be. By the way, you've been dancing the first two sections of 'High Song and Widow'. Do you want to see what the last two sections are?"

As she spoke, she danced without any accompaniment. Because she was performing at the last minute, the Sun dance troupe's band did not know what music to play for her.