Yan Peipei really started to dance in front of Chen Mo.
Her dance, extremely close to ancient dance, was essentially using implications to seduce men.
What's touted as high art today is all nonsense; dance originated from the movements of mutual attraction between the sexes, even tracing back to animals, and so-called elegance is just a deceptive packaging.
Yan Peipei's dance was filled with power, yet it was also delicate and enchanting.
Chen Mo didn't know how she combined them together, her movements alternating between fast and slow.
At the end, Yan Peipei lay down in front of Chen Mo.
"Impressive, even someone like me who knows nothing can see its quality. You have this skill; you don't actually need to work hard at anything else; you could debut as an artist. Many artists are not as elegant as you," Chen Mo said.
"But I don't want to entertain others, I dance because I want to, never for someone else's viewing."
"What about me?"
"You're not someone else."
