Just at that moment, the lights above the stage suddenly brightened, and someone began to ascend the stage. All the audience members fell silent, and amidst waves of applause, the curtain came down, and all the lights on the stage went dark again.
When the curtain rose once more, all the lights came on, and a group of dancers took the stage. Each of them was uniquely beautiful, like a flock of dancing swans.
Dance followed dance, several performances passed, and suddenly the music changed. The lights on the stage gradually dimmed, leaving only the center of the stage brightly lit.
Yu Jingrong saw Mo Liusha make her entrance.
The brilliant light fell on her, as if her whole body was radiating light. She performed in the spotlight, bounding, leaping, struggling... The music in the Art Hall suddenly shifted from joy to sorrow. Mo Liusha seemed to be chased by something, and suddenly fell on the stage. But with a few gentle moves, she rose from the ground as if reborn.
