Plagued by bad reviews, but the top actress!-Chapter 687: Ruan Shushu Is Hiding Something from Her?
Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Ruan Shushu Is Hiding Something from Her? ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
As for the benefits those things brought, Xia Weibao didn’t care too much about them.
What she cared about was Ruan Shushu, "Did you say Shushu also joined the National Studies Association?"
"Yes, she joined the Huaxia National Studies Association Folk Music Department. I heard she was exceptionally accepted by the department head, Pei Hong, and even became Pei Hong’s direct disciple."
Xia Weibao frowned, as she hadn’t heard about this.
Indeed, Ruan Shushu had failed her college entrance exams and was quite heartbroken about it.
To console her, she even gave her a Solitary Zither, which upset Yan Yuexian.
But later, she was exceptionally admitted to Imperial City University—so that was because she joined the National Studies Association.
"How did Shushu get into the National Studies Association Folk Music Department?"
"She’s very skilled at playing the guqin and was discovered by Master Pei’s keen eye and taken in as a closed-door disciple."
Xia Weibao’s mouth hung open, "No way, is the bar for entry to the National Studies Association that low?"
Yin Mulan, "..."
The bar for entry to the National Studies Association is low?
Oh my God!
That is definitely the biggest joke she had ever heard!
So many people were desperate to get in, wouldn’t stop at anything for a spot.
A place where real masters of national studies gather, the essence of Huaxia studies indeed.
To say its bar is low?
Yin Mulan couldn’t help but laugh at the claim, "You, well, it’s fine to say that kind of thing in front of me, but if you said it outside, people would laugh at your lack of awareness."
Xia Weibao looked innocent.
It was true after all, although Ruan Shushu was good at playing the guqin, she wasn’t so outstanding as to be taken on as a disciple by a grandmaster of national studies, right?
To put it bluntly, Ruan Shushu’s skills didn’t even compare to Yan Yuexian’s.
If it were Yan Yuexian who became Master Pei’s disciple, she might have found it more convincing.
Or was it that Ruan Shushu had hidden her true abilities from her?
But anyhow, all this was none of her concern anymore.
After all, she and Ruan Shushu had cleared all their accounts.
It had been several years since Yin Mulan last danced, and now that she could dance again, she was very happy.
Having Xia Weibao as a mentor and friend, she took the opportunity to exchange knowledge about classical dance with her.
After an afternoon of exchanging ideas, Xia Weibao performed two dances.
She was in high spirits.
Alas, she wouldn’t dance "Gentle as Water."
Yin Mulan felt a bit let down; she really wanted to see it performed live again.
The video had been watched so often that she knew all the moves by heart, but the feeling of the dance when performed wasn’t as good as Xiao Weibao’s.
How to put it, that dance seemed to have been tailor-made for Xia Weibao—it was as if no one else could dance it even a thousandth as well as her.
When she got home that evening, Xia Weibao was still immersed in the day’s dancing.
Suddenly, she wanted to dance "Gentle as Water" for Lu Hualiang.
Emperor Xia Liang used to love watching her dance the most, but unfortunately, she was on her period now and couldn’t make any large movements.
A small-scale dance should be fine, though.
Without classical attire, she chose a white, gauze long dress.
The long water sleeves were ethereal and agile, perfect for classical dance.
When Lu Hualiang entered, he saw her standing in the center of the room like a woman who had stepped out of a painting.
Giving him a charming smile.
A peerless beauty through the ages! A sight for sore eyes, a beauty to behold! An appearance that could cause the downfall of cities and nations! A marvel to the world!
She looked the most beautiful in white, like an ethereal being that didn’t partake in the mundaneness of the world.
"Husband, I’ll dance for you," Xia Weibao said, her toes shifting slightly, her sleeves swirling as she began to dance languidly.
Fluttering like a butterfly, she created a breeze with her dance moves, graceful and enchanting, captivating and poised.
Lu Hualiang was somewhat spellbound, his eyes filled with a magnificent sight.
As he watched her dance, his mind suddenly conjured the image of a woman in imperial robes under golden canopies, dancing gracefully...
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