Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 234 The Girl Doing Morning Exercises at the Beijing Dance Academy

After dinner, Li Yitong told Gu Yang to rest on the sofa, while she went into the bedroom.

Gu Yang was slumped on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest, when he suddenly heard a soft zither melody.

He opened his eyes and his breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Li Yitong changed into an ancient dance dress. The red silk bodice outlined her perfect curves, and she wore a thin gauze over it. A golden tassel belt was tied around her waist, swaying gently with her steps.

“This is a dance from ‘Royal Nirvana’,” she said with a slight smile. “It hasn’t been shown to the public before, and you’re the first to see it.”

As the music began, her figure spun lightly like willow catkins, her slender, fair waist faintly visible as her water sleeves fluttered.

Every glance back, every gesture, carries the unique grace and power of classical dance.

Gu Yang stared intently, his earlier fatigue vanished, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Li Yitong caught a glimpse of his burning gaze, deliberately turned around, and her gauze dress slipped down one shoulder, revealing her delicate collarbone and the red ribbon of her bodice.

This... this... this...

Gu Yang suddenly stood up.

Li Yitong stopped dancing and tilted her head to look at him: "What? Didn't you dance well?"

“It looks good,” Gu Yang said in a hoarse voice, “but I think…”

He strode over and grabbed her waist: "It's better to see it up close."

Li Yitong gently pushed him away, saying, "Let me finish dancing. I've been learning for a long time!"

"it is good……"

The lingering notes of the guzheng trembled gently in the air as Li Yitong made her final turn, her gauze dress cascading down like water.

Gu Yang was standing in front of her again, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Does it look good?" She asked, slightly out of breath, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Gu Yang didn't answer, but simply reached out and brushed away the stray strands of hair by her ear, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her burning cheeks.

Li Yitong leaned back subconsciously, but his other hand firmly supported her lower back.

"Don't move," he said in a low, husky voice, "You've got lipstick on your hair."

His thumb gently traced the corner of her lips, where a touch of rosy red did indeed come from.

Li Yitong held her breath, watching his eyelashes getting closer and closer.

The metronome on the piano suddenly clicked.

Both of them were startled at the same time, and Li Yitong burst out laughing: "Little brother, are you so nervous?"

Gu Yang laughed and simply pulled her into his arms: "Yes, I was afraid of being too forward, sister!"

Her gauze dress brushed against his shirt, making a soft rustling sound.

Through the thin fabric of their clothes, they could feel each other's accelerated heartbeats.

"What's the name of this dance?" Gu Yang asked in a low voice, his fingers unconsciously tracing the tassels around her waist.

"《惊鸿》", Li Yitong looked up at him, "I learned it specifically for 《鹤唨》".

“It really does resemble a swan,” he said, his nose brushing against her earlobe, “and now it’s in my hands.”

The curtains on the balcony were lifted by the night breeze, and the moonlight cast shimmering spots of light on the floor.

Li Yitong's back was pressed against the piano, the cool keys against her palms.

When Gu Yang's kiss landed on her forehead, she suddenly remembered a line from the drama.

"The moon moves, the flower shadows sway, I wonder if it is a beautiful woman coming."

The moonlight was indeed moving at that moment, casting tender silhouettes on the lid of the zither through their intertwined figures.

Gu Yang's palm rested on the back of her neck, his kisses gentle yet restrained, as if afraid of breaking some precious treasure.

Li Yitong grabbed the front of his shirt and suddenly bit his lower lip: "Little brother..."

"Hmm?" "Aren't you flying to Hangzhou tomorrow?"

Gu Yang chuckled softly, his forehead pressed against hers: "Isn't it a bit of a downer to bring this up now?"

Her fingers ran through his hair: "I mean, should we get some rest?"

The last word disappeared between their pressed lips. The piano emitted a faint hum, as if a key had been accidentally pressed.

A sleepless night...

At six o'clock in the morning, the thin mist had not yet dissipated.

When Gu Yang opened his eyes, he felt soreness in his back and waist, as if he hadn't been in a gentle embrace last night, but had spent the whole night carrying bricks at a construction site.

He stared at the ceiling, lost in deep self-doubt. Should he take some time to improve himself?
"Lazybones, wake up!"

I was suddenly kissed on the cheek, with a faint milky scent.

Li Yitong had already changed her clothes, wearing a white knit sweater and light-colored jeans, with her hair tied in a neat high ponytail, and was standing by the bed holding a plate.

The plate contained a golden-brown sunny-side-up egg, toast, and a cup of steaming milk.

"What time is it?" Gu Yang's voice was a little hoarse.

"Sixty-ten," Li Yitong placed the tray on the bedside table, "Don't you have to catch a flight?"

Gu Yang reached out and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder: "No rush, I've asked my assistant to change it to noon, it's late anyway."

Li Yitong chuckled and poked his forehead: "Is little brother going to fall into depravity?"

"Hmm," Gu Yang said, closing his eyes and acting spoiled, "I was corrupted by Teacher Li."

After finishing breakfast, Li Yitong suddenly pulled out two baseball caps and a face mask from the closet: "Come with me somewhere?"

Gu Yang slumped on the sofa, lazily squinting his eyes: "I'm not going, I want to sleep."

Li Yitong knelt down beside him, poking his waist with her finger: "Come with me~"

Seeing that he didn't react, she grabbed his arm and shook it back and forth. "I've been away from school for six or seven years. I've always wanted to go back and visit, but it's no fun going alone."

Gu Yang, unable to resist her shaking, half-opened one eye and asked, "Where are we going?"

“Beijing Dance Academy! My alma mater!” Li Yitong’s eyes lit up and she immediately perked up. “I’ll take you to see where I used to practice, and my favorite little canteen…”

Gu Yang propped himself up and pinched her expectant face: "Aren't we afraid of being photographed if we go out like this?"

“There aren’t many people at school at this time,” Li Yitong jumped up and started rummaging through the wardrobe, “Besides…”

She turned back and winked at him, "Don't you think it's exciting to secretly date on campus?"

She pulled out two sets of gear from deep inside the closet: a black baseball cap, a matching mask, and even two school uniform jackets.

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow: "So well prepared? Li, you've been planning this all along."

"Of course," Li Yitong tossed him the clothes, "Hurry up and change, or there will be too many people if you miss the morning class."

Seeing that he was still lingering, she suddenly leaned over, placing her hands on the back of the sofa on either side of him, her hair falling and brushing against his cheek: "Brother Gu..."

Warm breaths were so close, Gu Yang's Adam's apple bobbed.

"If you come with me..." Her lips almost touched his ear, "I'll do a pole dance for you next time..."

Gu Yang grabbed his coat: "Let's go."

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"

"..."

……

The campus of Beijing Dance Academy was shrouded in a thin mist in the early morning. The shadows of the plane trees swayed gently, and the stone path was still covered with dew.

On the lawn in front of the folk dance department, a girl in a white practice uniform is doing her morning exercises.

She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with her black hair piled high and her figure as graceful as a willow. She was practicing a water sleeve dance.

(End of this chapter)