"No...it's too late! Give me half a day! I'll try."

The afternoon sun shines in through the window, adding a touch of warmth to the world.

In the villa, all the young people looked at each other, and finally everyone looked in the direction of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was lowering his head and drawing something in the manuscript seriously.

Although they couldn't hear what Lu Yuan said before, they could roughly guess what it was.

They really want to communicate with each other...

In the past, when they encountered some important things, they communicated very intensely with gestures, but today they didn't seem to know what to communicate.

At this moment, there was only expectation and hope in their eyes. Of course, besides that, there was also a trace of indescribable anxiety.

Zhu Xiaodan, the leader, felt that his heart was beating much faster than before!

Hope again and again, disappointment again and again.

This is a very cruel thing.

When they were young, they were once considered to be abandoned by God. They were not qualified to know many beautiful music and many words that normal people know.

What kind of world would it be without sound?

Some people may feel that this is a very lonely world, some may feel regretful, or some may feel different...

These are all correct.

However, these are not the hardest things for them to accept.

What's even more unacceptable is that they want to prove their worth and their artistic talent, but they stop there because they can't hear things and are considered unsuitable...

Normal people will always pursue the meaning of life. In fact, they are also pursuing the meaning of life.

Chen Liangang understands these children very well. They are worthy of sympathy and respect.

He knew how much these children had sacrificed for this moment, so as long as he had the opportunity, he hoped to help these children...

pity.

His talent is limited.

They are unable to provide dazzling dances, and at the same time they really do not want to use the so-called "special groups" as a marketing tool to make them famous.

This is disrespectful to them.

Therefore, he can only seize the opportunities he feels he can seize.

He looked at Lu Yuan who was writing silently, and he placed all his hopes on this god-like figure.

but……

Can he really do it? After all, this is a folk dance, even if Lu Yuan once created mechanical dances and world-popular dances such as the moonwalk.

If he can't...

That……

Will these kids have to wait another year? Or is it really the end of the road?

He suddenly felt a little guilty.

If I had a little more talent, then...

Is it different?

Yang Ping also looked at Lu Yuan quietly.

She had heard many rumors about Lu Yuan, such as writing songs in twenty minutes, and that he had crossed over in many fields but reached the pinnacle of each field...

But Yang Ping really doesn't believe it. She feels that real art must be something that has been polished repeatedly.

Of course, speaking psychologically, Yang Ping was really amazed by "The Love of the Birds". However, Yang Ping did not believe that the dance idea of ​​"The Love of the Birds" was created by Lu Yuan in just one hour on the plane.

She felt that Lu Yuan definitely came up with this idea after repeated polishing...

after all……

This way she can be mentally more accepting.

Of course, she does believe in the existence of genius. After all, she is also a genius. She also admits that Lu Yuan has unparalleled talent and amazing talent!

But she wouldn't believe the rumors without actually seeing them.

At this moment, Lu Yuan said that it would take him half a day to help so many people put together a dance...

This incident seemed a bit incredible to Yang Ping.

With half a day and so many group dances, even a very simple idea is not an easy task.

What's more, it outlines the entire dance framework...

This is not as simple as writing a song or a poem.

Yang Ping admitted that she did not have such ability, otherwise, she would not have been able to break through in ten years.

…………………………

Time passed bit by bit.

Two hours have passed in the blink of an eye.

Although it is the beginning of winter, everyone noticed that Lu Yuan's forehead, eyes, back, and neck were soaked with sweat. At the same time, Lu Yuan's brows began to frown tightly, and the whole person looked very

It was difficult, as if I was trying my best to force myself to write in the manuscript.

Page after page.

At the same time, Lu Yuan was also breathing heavily, as if it was getting harder and harder, and his face began to lose color.

It seemed that both Yang Ping and Chen Liangang had an inexplicable sense of fear in their hearts.

However, neither of them said anything to disturb Lu Yuan.

They knew that Lu Yuan was creating, and they couldn't disturb him.

Another hour later, Lu Yuan was no longer sweating, but his face was getting worse and worse, and he was writing faster and faster on the manuscript.

It writes mechanically like a machine.

The young people standing behind Chen Liangang looked at Lu Yuan who looked like this, and felt a sense of warmth and emotion in their hearts. The leader, Zhu Xiaodan, even had red eyes.

They can't hear, but their sensitivity to life things is far higher than other people.

This is a very magical feeling.

They could feel that Lu Yuan was working hard for them, and this intention came completely from the depths of his soul.

and……

The person in front of me is none other than the internationally famous mythical figure Lu Yuan!

Compared with people like these...

There is completely one heaven and one underground.

Such characters are working hard for them at this moment!

So, what does this mean?

It shows that this is an honor, the highest honor.

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, Zhu Xiaodan feels that she must work hard not to let down Lu Yuan's intentions.

……………………

Soon, soon!

At this moment, Lu Yuan had entered a state of selflessness.

He seemed to be a bystander, watching the shocking performance on the stage in the original world.

He took a deep breath, and until he thought about it, he still felt a shocking feeling deep in his heart.

Yes!

He has watched this show, which was once performed by a special group of dancers, many times, and every time he watched it, he had a different flavor and emotion in it.

Lu Yuan used up his best memory at this moment to record every detail.

This is not an easy thing. Forcing yourself to recall and remember is a kind of pain in itself, and the power it requires cannot be described in words!

but……

Ten years of sharpening a sword!

Compared with these, the efforts made by those former dancers were even more difficult, weren't they?

No matter which world it is in, as long as Lu Yuan can do something for them and what he does is meaningful, Lu Yuan will feel that his coming to this world is meaningful.

At this moment, Lu Yuan even forgot that there were people watching around him...

There was only one thought in his world, and that was to recall all the scenes in his memory.
To be continued...