The breeze blows the window screen, Dan Bing sits under the dark green window and puts on makeup, rouge, lipstick, gouache, hairspray, mousse, feathered headdress, and glittering patches, the table is always piled up with odds and ends, makeup The teacher is using a powder puff to make the final dots on her back. Dan Bing is the type that all makeup artists like to serve the most - usually dancers have developed sweat glands, due to long-term physical exhaustion, but Dan Bing does not, she has icy muscles and bones, cool and sweatless. The loose powder is patted evenly on the delicate skin, and it is absorbed immediately, without any trace.

The person in the mirror looked back, and it was Zhang Qingguoqingcheng's face - not necessarily so beautiful, but Yan, the kind of Yan who was blown to pieces and tender, the eyes were shining, and the skin was shiny even without makeup, The nose is straight, the lip line is clear, and suddenly he smiles proudly, radiant and radiant, not to be seen. Today is her big day. The first solo dance, the swan in the finale "Death of the Swan", the protagonist of the protagonist. This is the opportunity that every ballerina would pay for and hope to win.It is the highest honor that a dancer pursues all his life.

Some actors never have the chance to dance solo in their entire lives. Dan Bing is eighteen years old. I have been dancing swans for twelve years before I have the opportunity to fly solo under the shadow-following lights on the stage of a theater for thousands of people. I don't know how much hard work I put in here, it's nothing, if I really want to stand out, I have to be scheming, winking, and energetic, so that I can stand out among a group of little sisters who are good at calculating. In order to compete for a solo role, there are not a few sisters who "stand out" from the crowd, and those who give gifts and flattery are commonplace.Dan Bing disdains these methods, but he is not a kind person.Her weight is her real material, and she firmly believes that she dances better than everyone else. The important thing is how to make the leaders agree with this.

She has crafted a game.To be precise, it's a bet. Just a month ago, on the eve of choosing the soloist for "Death of the Swan", Dan Bing sat in a corner of the rehearsal hall during a break, watching the founder of pointe dance on the wall, Tarinho, perform the performance of the famous ballet "Nymph". The engraving, pretending to be casual: "The book says that Tarinho can hit six times with his heels in the air when his feet are off the ground, which is a world record; but no one has seen it, so I don't know if it is true. ?” This is common sense in the field, and someone immediately echoed: "Nowadays, national first-level actors can only do four times, which is already the highest level. I think Tarinho's record may be fake. People spread rumors and deified her. "

"That's right, when the people from Central Opera came to perform, couldn't they only knock three times at most?" Dan Bing said at this time: "Why don't we gamble to see who can knock the most, who can knock six times, and break Tarinho's record." "How is it possible? If there is a living person who can knock six times, I will bow down and stop dancing. I will be her fire maid." "That's it, let's compare!" "Compare! What are you betting on? Ask a witness." "The head of the group will be the witness. Whoever wins the bet will dance "Death of the Swan"."

"In the name of Tarinho!" Tarinho smiled at them from the wall.It was she who created toe work and toe shoes, and she was also the first to perform "Death of the Swan".She is the embodiment of dance, the most impartial referee. In this way, an excellent competitive spot was determined by a game of gambling.When the team leader was invited to be the referee and witness, he was completely unaware of the seriousness of the bet.He, like all the members, did not believe that anyone could break the record of "Fairy". However, just like that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Dan Bing jumped up lightly and hit crisply, once, twice, three times, four times , five, six!

She knocked six times! When she landed, everyone was stunned and couldn't make a sound for a while.After a while, someone wiped his eyes and asked in confusion, "Did I see it wrong?" "Then look carefully, I'll do it again." Dan Bing jumped up again, counterattacked, landed, and took advantage of the situation to make a thank you gesture. There was a lot of applause.Someone rushed up and hugged Dan Bing, shouting: "My God, you did it! You really did it! You are my idol!" The girls in the dance hall are always enthusiastic and exaggerated, and they are the age of eighteen or nineteen who like to be startled. Six hits of the heel earned him the solo in "Death of the Swan".

The leader can't afford it. Of course he would not admit that this was the result of a betting match, but he also pushed the boat along the way. He publicly stated at the meeting: Dan Bing has made rapid progress, which is obvious to all. She is the most promising dancer and an excellent seedling in the troupe. The group leaders will vigorously cultivate them. Dan Bing sat in the corner and smiled proudly. as it is now. In the chaotic theater, the art director is loudly instructing the workers to install the stage, and move the prop boards painted with green lake water and colorful flowers from left to right. Don’t underestimate those colorful boards, they will soon be combined into a strange and beautiful new world.

The lighting engineer kept shouting: "Turn on the No. 1 headlight, turn on the No. 7 headlight to the left, No. 6, and fill in the light at the No. 6 position." The cello has already been lifted up, and the director greeted the luthier, "Xiao Qu, try the sound again." Qu Feng leaned lazily on the front seat and replied without looking back: "I tried it." Xiao Lin, a new trainee makeup artist, gave him a friendly push: "You can go if you are told, and you won't give face to the director?" "I only give you face." Qu Feng smiled frivolously, fiddled with the bow in his right hand in the palm of his left hand.

The dancers have already entered the stage one by one, and they each found the rest room behind the scenes to settle themselves.When Qu Feng was laughing, Dan Bing had just stepped in, and when he heard that sentence, he was shocked, turned his head, and the eyes of the two collided.Dan Bing's face immediately turned pale due to blood loss, and his whole body seemed to be immobilized, unable to move. Qu Feng couldn't help staring like this, he nodded slightly uneasy, and looked away.But from the corner of his eyes, he could still see clearly that the proud little girl who looked like a spring flower had withered her beauty in an instant, and walked towards the backstage listlessly.His light body seemed unusually heavy.Already on the stage, but turned back again.

So, the eyes of the two of them collided again, separated by the workers who installed the stage, the wires that could not be pulled clearly by the lights and photographic equipment, the staff running around and many swans dancing in groups. Qufeng is a little silent.He somewhat understood the little girl's worries, but he didn't dare to solicit it.Although he is flirtatious, he understands that rabbits don't eat grass by the side of their nests, and it doesn't matter if they flirt with college students as interns. It's better to keep a respectful distance from the girls in his troupe. Besides, Ruan Danbing is too small and pure, a piece of unpainted white paper.But he is an air-dried oil painting, vicissitudes and dilapidation, with various colors smeared and superimposed until it is indistinguishable. He rejected her more than once, ignoring her hints.But now, her gaze made him invisible and irrefutable.Either catch it or avoid it, and you can no longer pretend that you don't understand. Subconsciously, he made a decision in an instant, and grabbed the arm of the trainee makeup artist Xiao Lin: "Listen, we're done tonight, I'll treat you to dinner." The tone is commanding. It was the only tone he would use when talking to girls.He has always ordered girls, and there is no need to ask. And never a girl refused his orders.Except her—Dan Bing. It was four years ago when he first arrived at the theater. When he entered the door, he saw Ruan Danbing who had just finished rehearsal and showered. Wearing her dancing shoes, she walked towards the dormitory tiredly with her head down.He stopped her and said in an orderly tone, "Take me to see your dean." She stopped, looked at each other coldly, with a proud face, as if awe-inspiring and inviolable, and said forcefully: "Find it yourself." Later, when he saw the head of the group, when he talked about this special little girl, the head laughed: "Ah, you are talking about Dan Bing. She has been stubborn and arrogant since she was a child, and she has a very strong personality." From then on, he remembered her, and he liked to tease her from time to time, just to see her angry. She looked very cute when she was angry, her eyes were wide open, her pink lips were tightly closed, trembling slightly like flower buds, her little face was pale with anger. Most likely he couldn't bear it first, and surrendered with a "ha" smile: "Okay, I'm the loser, I'm sorry." Among all the girls he knew, he only said "I'm sorry" to her. But I don't know when, he didn't dare to joke with her anymore, and when he saw her, he quickly avoided it. The cause is not him, but her.In her increasingly hazy eyes, in her unknowingly confused gaze. He is a man who is used to playful, a bit evil, a bit ruffian, but not bad, at least, he thinks he is not bad enough to make fun of a little girl's feelings. In his eyes, she was still a little girl. So, he indifferent to her, alienated her, and every time in front of her, he showed his unrestrained and uninhibited appearance very flamboyantly.He didn't know how many times his wild laughter had hurt her heart, and he had never seen the tears that quickly covered her eyes when that laughter rose. He just vaguely felt that she seemed to have become silent and worked harder, and the rehearsal time was getting longer and longer, and she practiced one movement repeatedly—heel strike in the air. Small jumps and empty strikes are the basic skills of dancers, but in normal performances, it is enough to be able to strike twice at most.Therefore, no one deliberately practiced this thankless action.But the little girl in the troupe who was unanimously considered the most potential, practiced this almost useless dance step in late night after overtime training. When she kept rising and falling again and again, Qu Feng felt a kind of strength, a kind of attachment, he didn't understand what it was, and he didn't want to delve into it.He is not a man who likes to work hard, it is his nature to be casual and big, but this little girl's masochistic hard work still aroused his slight curiosity.More than once, when he left the piano room, he found that the lights in the practice room were still on, and the empty room was filled with repeated knocking sounds, "Ka Ke, Ke Ke, Ke Ke Ke".Sometimes he would stand down and take a look at the countless ice balls jumping and falling in the mirrors on the four walls; sometimes he would simply stay and play the piano for a while to cheer for her.She didn't even say "thank you", but danced more attentively.He knew that she was grateful, and that she would succeed, that she would practice that rigid movement to perfection.It's just that I didn't expect it to be so perfect. He was heartily happy for the little girl when she won the leading role in an almost child's play bet.She deserves it, she deserves the honor. He just didn't expect that all her efforts were for him to see her. Setup is over. No matter how procrastinated the music style is, I have to go up, and there is still a final audition.He came onto the stage laughing and joking, still holding Xiao Lin's hand and not letting go. Do it carefully for others to see.Show Dan Bing.Show it to the leader.For all men and women. Qufeng doesn't care.What did Qu Feng care about?I have been in the regiment for four years, and one person is worth several people, but I have never had a salary increase or a promotion.Although, everyone admits that he is first-rate both on keyboard and orchestra.However, in the words of the head of the group: he is too out of gregarious. gregarious.This is the only requirement of the Chinese people for outstanding compatriots.Misfits, disqualified. The moment Qu Feng sat firmly on the piano bench, before his slender fingers had time to open the piano case, suddenly, in the middle of the top of his head, a giant chandelier suddenly came off its thread and fell straight down. Everyone yelled in horror, Qu Feng jumped up and knocked down the piano bench.Seeing that a tragedy was unavoidable, Ruan Danbing rushed out of the slanting stab, his small body slammed into him like a cannonball, slamming Qu Feng aside, and the lamp smashed right on Danbing's head . Before passing out, Dan Bing's last realization was: No, I can't die, I still want to dance the swan.