Emotions are the most infectious.
If music is said to be the highest form of emotional expression, the kind that resonates most deeply, then dance is undoubtedly the best and most perfect way to convey those emotions.
Bai Jiusi stood to the side, completely dumbfounded as she watched Si Mingjing's utterly immersive dance performance.
There was no need for the High Priest to judge who danced better; at that moment, Bai Jiusi knew she had lost—lost utterly!
She had been deceived!
She had thought herself clever for stealing Liangliang's cell phone, but little did she know it was a trap within a trap. She had become a laughingstock in the eyes of Ye Siyuan and Si Mingjing!
She was filled with hatred and anger, but more than anything, she wanted to cry. The emotions of the dance had infected her, and a sudden sorrow washed over her—the kind of deep sorrow that comes with profound love, an ache in her heart that made her want to weep.
