Hearing this, Liang Jingzhi paused and looked at the girl standing on the stage with his dark and deep eyes.

Yangxi?

He tapped his Adam's apple, lowered his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I see.

When Jiang Nan said the word "Yang Xi", the entire main venue was silent.

Only the International Dance Association's own flashlight was flashing crazily.

Everyone's heads were dazed for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously shook his head in denial.

Yang Xi is Huaxia's strongest choreographer. Almost single-handedly, Huaxia has gained a place in the international dance circle.

There is an unwritten rule in traditional choreography, which requires specific dance types to be danced with specific dance techniques. Locking dances can only be danced with locking techniques, while popping focuses on mechanical dance.

Yang Xi was the first to try to integrate various dance types into the same music when choreographing, expressing emotions with either lyrical or passionate dance movements.

Being able to integrate a variety of dance types requires not only mastering the skills of various dance types, but also rich life experience and abundant emotional expression.

None of this is possible for a nineteen-year-old girl to do.

Besides, Yang Xi had already become a legend in the dance circle five years ago.

Five years ago, this girl was only fourteen years old.

Being able to master a dance style at the age of fourteen is already very impressive.

How is it possible to integrate all dance styles!

Everyone's eyes focused on Vincent.

The entire dance circle knows that Vincent and Yang Xi are good friends.

"You said you were Yang Xi?" Morgan raised his head and laughed, the corners of his mouth turning up, "How dare a little girl talk nonsense."

Morgan sneered, "Our dance circle in China is number one in the world, and the youngest choreographer to receive an invitation from the International Dance Association is twenty-five years old."

"There is no need for any of you in China to make a movie about a little girl to fool us."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Suo Wu and several Chinese colleagues sat in the audience and started talking quietly.

"Have you seen Yang Xi?"

Several people shook their heads.

Suo Wu also shook his head.

Yang Xi has always kept a low profile and has never appeared in public after becoming famous.

Choreography is released directly through our own royal choreography troupe.

"I know who this girl is on stage." A choreographer had watched the talent show "Idol 101" and immediately recognized Jiang Nan's face, and whispered: "She is from the talent show, her name is

Jiang Nan."

"Jiang Nan?" Suo Wu's eyes flashed with a touch of disdain, and his face gradually cooled down, "Isn't this nonsense? Can the level of dancing in the audition be compared with Morgan? You dare to pretend to be Yang Xi, it is simply embarrassing.

Show your eyes."

It’s okay to lose.

But it's not embarrassing.

This Jiang Nan really didn't know the heights of the world, and he didn't know what means he used to get into the main venue.

Suo Wu is thirty-five years old.

Her status in the dance circle is second only to Yang Xi's, and she is always praised. She subconsciously feels that she can speak on behalf of the Chinese dance circle.

He immediately stood up and apologized to Morgan in a sincere tone.

"Mr. Morgan, I am Suo Wu, the second best choreographer in China. I did not expect someone to impersonate Yang Xi. I would like to apologize to you on behalf of China Dance Company."

After Suo Wu finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Nan and said in a stern voice, "Jiang Nan, how can you pretend to be the Great Master Yang Xi! Get out of here!"

Jiang Nan stood still, raised the ends of his eyes, and his delicate eyebrows gleamed a little, "Me? Do I need to pretend to be myself?"

Suo Wu frowned, "Isn't it? You dare to pretend to be Yang Xi in front of President Vincent. Don't you know that Yang Xi and the President are good friends?"

He was almost mad at Jiang Nan.

"Well, daring to impersonate Yang Xi is indeed a heinous crime." At this time, Vincent finally spoke up. He raised his eyes and glanced at Suo Wu.

The voice is as cold as the wind.

Suo Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled out the stool he was sitting on in the back row, ready to go up and pull down Jiang Nan, the impostor, when he heard Vincent slowly complete what he said.

Vincent didn't seem to understand, and the Chinese language with not standard pronunciation was played through the loudspeaker.

"But she is obviously really Yang Xi."

Vincent's voice was already powerful, but it was amplified many times through the loudspeaker, ringing deafeningly in everyone's ears.

The entire main venue looked at Vincent blankly, and then moved to Jiang Nan after a few seconds.

Really Yang Xi?

Is it true that Yang Xi can be replaced?

Suo Wu had already walked to the aisle, his head buzzed, and his eyesight went dark, as if he couldn't see anything, and his whole body was still in a trance.

The nineteen-year-old girl in front of me turned out to be Yang Xi.

It turns out that he really saw it right last night.

That person is really Vincent's assistant.

As Yang Xi's apprentice, Vincent will naturally send someone to warmly welcome him.

It's ridiculous, he also told people like Song He and Gu Fu to have less contact with each other.

Morgan was still on stage and had no idea what kind of expression he should put on at this time.

He stood on the stage stupidly, and his expression management was out of control.

How is this possible? Yang Xi is really only nineteen years old.

"I told you to come to the festival, but you didn't listen. Now, no one knows you!"

Vincent slapped the table angrily, looked at Jiang Nan, and finally summed it up with a sonorous sentence: "You are going to make me mad like a fool."

Jiang Nan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

No, Vincent scolded himself so harshly?

***

Jiang Nan still had the same lazy attitude, his eyes turned and fell on Morgan's face casually, "Am I qualified to stand here now?"

Morgan's fists clenched.

I felt a little panicked for no reason.

He originally thought that he would easily win the championship in this dance competition at the International Dance Association event.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

Yang Xi himself came unexpectedly.

Jiang Nan said again: "Can we start? I don't like wasting time."

Morgan: "..."

Damn, this sentence sounds very arrogant and very familiar.

If I remember correctly, he seemed to have said this to Jiang Nan a few minutes ago.

"Okay." Morgan squatted down, pressed his legs, and did a few cool sliding movements before stopping, "Are you sure you don't need to change clothes?"
Chapter completed!