"The Dance God is here!"
"My blood is boiling! I finally get to see my idol in person!"
"Who said *dork*? I'm about to witness the Dance God's brilliance firsthand, and my heart is about to jump out of my throat!"
"The Dance God is so handsome! Seeing him in the flesh... I... I... I'm too excited to put it into words!"
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Inside the main building for the public lecture, the students of the Dance Academy were buzzing with excitement, their excited cheers rising and falling like waves, threatening to lift the roof.
"Stand! Silence!" Dean Tian Wenhua, seated at the front, suddenly rose to his feet and shouted.
In an instant, the instructors and students of the Dance Academy stood up in unison, and the previously boisterous scene fell silent.
President Zheng Kailong, leading Jiang Ning, strode steadily onto the main stage.
Meanwhile, Mengmeng and Secretary Peng Jiashan were in the VIP room on the second floor.
Mengmeng's eyes lit up as she excitedly pointed at Jiang Ning on the stage, unable to hide her pride. "Daddy's here! Daddy's so handsome!"
President Zheng Kailong smiled and waved his hands, signaling for everyone to sit down.
The audience complied, but their gazes remained fixed on Jiang Ning, their eyes burning with eagerness and anticipation. It was as if he possessed an irresistible magic.
President Zheng Kailong walked calmly to the microphone, cleared his throat lightly, and said with a smile, "Students, today we are immensely honored to welcome the Dance God, whose artistry has reached the pinnacle of the dance world, to our Qingbei University Dance Academy.
Each of the Dance God's performances is a timeless masterpiece. I'm sure you've all experienced his extraordinary charm through videos."
"Today, the Dance God will deliver an extraordinary public lecture—a once-in-a-millennium learning opportunity. I urge all students to cherish this chance.
Now, let's welcome the Dance God to the stage with the most thunderous applause!"
The moment the words fell, the hall erupted in thunderous applause, cheers surging like a tidal wave, making the classroom windows tremble slightly.
Jiang Ning approached the microphone with a gentle smile, bowing gracefully to the teachers and students below. His demeanor was elegant and humble.
"Hello, everyone. I'm deeply honored to be at the Qingbei University Dance Academy, sharing my knowledge and experience with you all.
Before we begin, I'd like to know: what dance styles do you usually specialize in?"
Jiang Ning's warm, magnetic voice carried clearly through the microphone to every corner of the hall.
The hall instantly buzzed with activity as students eagerly raised their hands, eager to speak.
"Modern Dance!" "Folk Dance!" "Classical Dance!" "Street Dance!" The answers cascaded like cheerful musical notes, rising and falling in a lively chorus.
Jiang Ning listened patiently, nodding occasionally, his eyes filled with encouragement and approval.
"It seems my students have a remarkably broad understanding of dance. Today, I'll start with Modern Dance to delve deeply into the emotional expression within dance.
In the following sessions, I will analyze the soul of dance through various styles—Modern Dance, Folk Dance, Classical Dance, and street dance. I'll show you how to skillfully create atmosphere and guide you into the profound world of dance."
"Classical Dance is like a delicate, lyrical poem, conveying subtle yet profound emotions..."
"Modern Dance embodies the free-spirited release of the soul. In my view, every dance style deserves a fresh interpretation. Here, you'll learn to use your body as a brush to paint stories, to precisely infuse every movement with the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness from the depths of your heart, achieving a magnificent transformation from mere imitation to soul-driven performance..."
"Folk Dance is like a vibrant, living history book, carrying the long-standing history and profound culture of each ethnic group. Every lively step originates from their passionate love for life, their devout reverence for nature, and their unwavering adherence to faith..."
"Street dance is undoubtedly the most dazzling gem of street culture, brimming with the vibrant energy of youth and the unique spirit of freedom.
Unbound by rigid forms, it ingeniously blends various street elements, from casual, free-flowing rhythms to breathtakingly difficult techniques, all exuding an unparalleled charm..."
"But whether it's Modern Dance, Folk Dance, Classical Dance, or street dance, the key lies in how you translate the images in your minds into captivating physical movements.
Only by dancing with your bodies, souls, and emotions can your performances reach new heights and attain higher artistic realms."
Jiang Ning patiently and meticulously explained the essence of various dance forms, his words brimming with passion and profound insight.
Throughout the open lecture hall, students and instructors of the Dance Academy listened with rapt attention. The air grew so still it felt as if time had frozen, leaving only Jiang Ning's infectious voice echoing in the space.
"Next, I will demonstrate a short introductory sequence for each dance style. This will allow you to grasp their core essence more intuitively and rapidly, and better unravel their mysteries."
"Everyone, remember to remind each other if you notice someone getting too deeply into the artistic realm. Help them snap out of it in time."
"Also, to the staff member in charge of the music, please pay close attention to my dance moves later."
After giving his instructions, Jiang Ning signaled for the staff member to play a piece of modern dance music.
A soothing yet melancholic melody flowed out like water. In that instant, it was as if a magical force had infused Jiang Ning's body, and he began to dance effortlessly.
Each of his movements was as fluid as flowing clouds and water, perfectly aligning with the rhythm of the music. The expression on his face subtly shifted with the music's ebb and flow, vividly conveying the delicate and complex emotions of modern dance and telling a story that tugged at the heartstrings.
The students in the audience were instantly captivated, drawn in by an invisible force and completely immersed in the world of dance Jiang Ning had created. Some were so tense they forgot to breathe.
Before long, many students found themselves involuntarily drawn into the artistic realm.
"Music, stop!" Jiang Ning suddenly halted his movements and shouted.
As the music abruptly cut off, the hall erupted in a cacophony of noise.
Many who had emerged from the trance of the artistic realm hurried to awaken their classmates and instructors still immersed in it.
Jiang Ning calmly approached the microphone and spoke slowly, "The soul of Modern Dance lies in free expression, unburdened by the constraints of traditional forms and rules. It serves as a direct outlet for the deepest emotions within a dancer's heart.
In the realm of Modern Dance, we can break free from the shackles of convention, using our bodies to explore uncharted territory and our movements to articulate emotions that defy words.
Like the dance we just performed, the melody was permeated with sorrow. Through the extensions and contractions of our limbs, the varying rhythms of our steps, and the subtle shifts in our expressions, I sought to materialize this sorrow, making it tangible and palpable.
To truly grasp the essence of Modern Dance, one must first deeply understand the emotions conveyed by the music. View yourself as a part of the music, allowing your body to move naturally along the currents of emotion.
Imagine yourself immersed in a scene brimming with narrative, where each movement serves as a dynamic interpretation of that scene and its emotional core.
In this way, when you dance, you convey not only the aesthetic beauty of the movement but also a profound resonance that touches the audience's very souls."
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