A little while later, she emerged. A large portion of the front hem of her skirt was missing, revealing the denim shorts she wore underneath.
Although it wasn't enough to be indecent, her long, slender, and fair legs, like white jade, were now displayed.
Tang Xiaomin held a broken-heeled high heel in her hand, smiled helplessly, and tossed it into the nearby trash can.
Her feet, bare, stepped onto the ground.
The crowd: ...
Ye Lingyun was so angry he cursed.
"Which son of a bitch did this? They didn't even spare the shoes. When I find out who it is, I'll beat them to death."
"Can someone lend her a pair of shoes first, so she can get through the performance?"
The people around looked at their own shoes. Their performances weren't as high-profile, and they wore all sorts of strange footwear, none of which would fit Tang Xiaomin.
"Never mind," Tang Xiaomin suddenly said.
"Barefoot people aren't afraid of those who wear shoes. Since someone wants to embarrass me, I can't let her be too disappointed. I'll go barefoot today, I won't wear shoes."
This: ...
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She knew it was someone else's trap, so why was she still jumping into it?
The anniversary celebration soon came to an end, and it was Tang Xiaomin's turn to perform.
Ye Lingyun accompanied Tang Xiaomin to the side of the stage, personally ensuring her safety.
A spotlight hit the edge of the stage, and the first thing to appear was a pair of fair, slender woman's legs.
When everyone clearly saw that her feet were bare, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Amidst the laughter, Tang Xiaomin placed her feet on the ground, and her long, fair legs strode onto the stage with an imposing gait.
The hem of her skirt floated behind her as if she were a supermodel on a runway, the clothes chasing after the model.
Her aura was fully unleashed.
Center stage, a black grand piano was enveloped in white mist, cascading like a waterfall, ethereal and divine.
Tang Xiaomin did not sit down as politely as others.
She stylishly lifted the trailing hem of her skirt, flicked it back, and coolly sat down in front of the piano.
Her beautiful face, her pair of bright eyes now brimming with a clear coldness, both serious and aloof.
The damaged performance outfit could not conceal her long legs. The spotlight shone on her, creating the illusion that everything from the neck down was leg.
Electronic music with a strong rhythm began to play, like an abyss, immediately drawing people into the mood of the song.
Her slender fingers moved across the keys, and when the first line of lyrics was sung in her piercing voice, everyone in the audience held their breath, listening in reverence.
The song, starting from a low octave, slowly soared to a high note, with a powerful and compelling momentum.
However, the lyrics of such a song were even more extraordinary.
Last night I had beautiful nightmares
You are the abyss
You are the black hole
My irresistible weightlessness
I am a puppet on strings
Willingly controlled by you
My dear
I have no escape
I have no retreat
You are the devil from hell
I am torn apart
I have no regrets
...
Rumble!
A thunderous roar sounded from the sky, a bolt of lightning tearing through the void, illuminating the heavens.
The performer on stage seemed lost in her rendition, and the audience below was captivated, listening breathlessly until the song ended.
When Tang Xiaomin struck the final note, a meaningful curve appeared at the corner of her lips on the big screen as she finished her performance.
However.
The entire venue was silent.
As the lights gradually dimmed, Tang Xiaomin chose the most discreet way to exit while no one could see clearly.
She left behind a stunned audience who unconsciously exhaled a breath they had held for a long time.
What just happened?
...
Liu Feng, holding his phone, excitedly ran backstage to Tang Xiaomin.
"Look! Look! You've gone viral! You're already on the front page of Kuaidou! Ah!"
Liu Feng was as excited as if he had won the lottery.
Kuaidou was the largest short video and live streaming platform at the moment. There were only two ways to get on the front page: First, spend a lot of money.
Second, be truly popular, with over a hundred million people clicking on you within a minute.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't possibly spend money, so it had to be the second scenario, relying entirely on her stunning talent.
At this moment, Qian Lili and the other two, along with F2, looked at Tang Xiaomin with changed expressions.
What is this called? Silence, then a thunderous roar.
Qian Lili even said directly: "Xiaomin, you're too amazing. Forgive my bluntness, but Tang Yiyi and Tang Ye's original performance in front of you was trash."
Shu Ya also said: "Her song was just a pop song, on a completely different level from yours. You competing with her was a dimensionality reduction attack."
Lin Keke took out her phone and started taking photos frantically, saying excitedly:
"I'm going to piggyback on your fame! I'm going to piggyback on your fame!"
...
Lin Keke's words awakened the dreamers, and soon, the others followed suit, taking photos frantically.
...
Then, more and more people began to imitate them.
Even the media, who were originally following Tang Ye, now rushed backstage with their cameras to surround Tang Xiaomin.
People from the school also came.
Soon, Tang Xiaomin was surrounded so tightly that she couldn't even move.
Seeing this, Ye Lingyun and Liu Feng stood beside Tang Xiaomin, fending off the crowd and shouting:
"Move aside, everyone! What are you doing? Let her pass."
"The performance is over, please let us through."
...
No matter how they shouted, more and more people crowded around, and the situation was completely out of control.
Just as Tang Xiaomin was at a loss for how to leave.
A group of bodyguards suddenly appeared, forcefully parting the crowd surrounding her and clearing a path for her.
Steward Ye respectfully walked up to Tang Xiaomin.
"Miss Tang, the young master requests your presence."
If not now, then when?
Tang Xiaomin left with Steward Ye.
Ye Lingyun watched her retreating back, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Outside the sports field, a line of luxury cars was parked.
Ye Fengxing was dressed in black trousers and a shirt, with the top two buttons of his shirt undone and his sleeves rolled up.
Ye Fengxing looked noble, with an indescribable aura.
Tang Xiaomin looked at him calmly.
"Thank you for helping me out."
She was still so formal, which made Ye Fengxing uncomfortable.
He took out a pair of slippers from the car and placed them on the ground.
"Put on your shoes first."
"And one more thing, I need you to understand this. You are my fiancée. Everything I do for you is my duty. You just need to accept it. You are not allowed to thank me, and I don't want to hear you always saying thank you, such polite words."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaomin felt even more unable to accept his favors.
She had been ready to put on the slippers he had prepared, but now she wouldn't.
"I'm sorry, we are still a long way from marriage. I am very grateful for your help."
After speaking, Tang Xiaomin turned and left barefoot, her attitude firm and without any hesitation.
"Stop!"