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Chapter 157 Phoenix Rising from the Ashes, Reborn from the Ashes

In an instant, a powerful spotlight shone on her, enveloping her in a dazzling light.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Songchu, as if the whole world had stood still.

When their eyes fell on her, the entire studio fell silent, and even breathing became cautious.

Jiang Songchu was dressed in a red dance costume, which was inlaid with red scales that shimmered brightly under the lights.

On her head was a magnificent phoenix crown, inlaid with dazzling gems that shone brilliantly under the lights.

At this moment, she was curled up, relying on the wings behind her to tightly cover herself.

From a distance, it looked like a baby phoenix that had just hatched, full of vitality.

The music started instantly, with the sounds of the guqin, pipa, and xiao gradually blending in, like celestial music coming from the horizon, making people feel refreshed and happy.

At the same time, a bird's song reached everyone's ears, clear and melodious, as if it were the first cry of a little phoenix, announcing its birth.

As the music played, Jiang Songchu slowly unfolded her body, like a newly awakened phoenix beginning to explore this wondrous world.

Her arms moved gently, as if she were preening her own wings; every movement was so delicate and vivid.

Then, she began to dance to the rhythm of the music, her steps light and graceful, as if she were walking on clouds.

The powerful body undulates and rises with the melody of the music, like a real phoenix dancing gracefully.

Her dance moves were fluid and seamless, leaving the audience mesmerized.

As the music gradually intensified, Jiang Songchu's dance reached its climax.

She began to spin rapidly on the stage, her red dance costume fluttering in the wind, as fiery and dazzling as a flame.

Her dance was graceful and powerful, every movement brimming with energy, as if she were releasing all her passion.

Suddenly, all the lights went out, plunging the entire stage into darkness once again.

Jiang Songchu's dress suddenly began to spin and burst into flames, as dazzling and spectacular as fireworks.

The firelight flickered in the darkness, like a blooming flower of flame, until it instantly engulfed Jiang Songchu.

The audience gasped in surprise, expressing their concern for her safety.

Just as they were about to shout for help, the dazzling lights instantly illuminated Jiang Songchu.

Jiang Songchu, however, seemed completely immersed in her own dance world, undisturbed by the outside world.

Her body leaped up with the rising flames, as magnificent and sacred as a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

The flames seemed to vanish without a trace in an instant, as if the sparks were merely an illusion.

At this moment, all that everyone saw was that the red dance costume had turned golden, and then a golden phoenix slowly appeared before them.

Her wings shimmered with golden light, each feather lifelike, making Jiang Songchu appear like a mythical bird, noble and mysterious.

Although Jiang Songchu herself felt that she didn't need to be suspended by wires to assist in the performance, she still installed thin wires to ensure safety in order to avoid being regarded as an oddball and causing unnecessary trouble.

Her core strength was perfectly in place, and her entire body steadily rose into the air along with the wire.

Jiang Songchu, in coordination with the direction of the wires, began to use his internal energy and lightness skills to perform the appearance of a phoenix soaring in the sky.

Her body traced graceful arcs in the air, like a real phoenix soaring freely in the sky.

She sometimes soared upwards, sometimes swooped down, every movement so natural and fluid, as if she truly possessed the ability to fly.

Amidst the urgent music, everyone felt as if a proud phoenix was surveying the world before them, soaring, dancing, and telling its legendary story.

As the music faded and the wires were lowered, just when everyone thought the performance was over, Jiang Songchu ended the dance with a powerful bird call at the last moment.

Her body slowly returned to its original state of being enveloped in wings, as if she had returned to the initial peace and tranquility.

After the dance ended, everyone was stunned. The entire studio fell into a deathly silence, with only Jiang Songchu's breathing echoing in their ears.

However, the silence did not last long. Someone clapped softly, and then, as if by a chain reaction, the entire studio began to applaud for a long time.

The applause was like a surging tide, one wave after another, lasting for a long time.

The audience stood up and cheered for Jiang Songchu's wonderful performance. Their faces were filled with excitement, and they seemed to feel extremely honored to be able to witness such a breathtaking performance.

Chen Yun and Aman stood in a corner backstage, surrounded by busy makeup artists, costume designers, and other contestants waiting to go on stage.

The backstage air was filled with a mixture of cosmetics and perfumes, along with a subtle sense of tension.

The flames on the stage made their hearts leap into their throats, but they tried their best to remain calm, their eyes fixed on the leaping figure on the stage.

As the music began, flames suddenly erupted, and Jiang Songchu, like an elf emerging from the flames, danced gracefully.

The people backstage were also drawn to this scene, stopping their work to watch the spectacular performance through the gaps in the curtain.

When Chen Yun and Aman saw the flames illuminate Jiang Songchu, their hearts leaped into their throats; they were nearly scared to death.

Aman couldn't help but gasp, gripping Chen Yun's arm tightly, her eyes filled with terror.

She also held Aman's hand tightly, and the two of them stared nervously at the stage.

Although Chen Yun was also startled, she quickly calmed herself down.

She told herself that this girl, who was always smiling and seemed carefree, actually had her own principles and convictions and would never joke about her own safety.

However, after seeing the flames with her own eyes, Chen Yun couldn't help but turn pale, secretly blaming herself for not understanding the performance details beforehand.

“Aman, don’t be afraid, Songchu knows what she’s doing.”

Chen Yun whispered words of comfort to Aman, while also trying to convince herself.

Only after seeing Jiang Songchu safely complete her performance did I finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the heavy weight in my heart was lifted.

The backstage area returned to its usual bustling state, with makeup artists busy touching up the makeup of the next contestants and costume designers checking the integrity of their outfits.

Chen Yun and Aman walked quickly toward Jiang Songchu, their eyes filled with both reproach and concern.

Jiang Songchu saw Chen Yun and Aman staring at her from afar, and she knew that the two must have been frightened by the performance just now.

She could only manage a few forced laughs...