Chapter 214: The Principal Stumbles Upon It

More than thirty people were arranged in four columns, with the two professionals, Shen Yan and Hao Anqi, standing at the very front of the crowd; after exchanging a glance, they began to sway to the rhythm.

"Who is singing~ warming the loneliness~ white clouds drifting, blue sky remaining, tears wandering~ in that vast expanse..."

Before they had even warmed up, the two of them, dressed in thick down jackets, began to dance gracefully to the cheerful musical rhythm.

Raising hands, bobbing heads, twisting hips, turning around...

Their bodies tilted left and right, every movement fluid and natural, the dance steps changing infinitely, like a vivid scroll painting.

Everyone behind them was dumbfounded; it was truly a visual experience completely different from middle-aged and elderly people dancing in the square. It was one thing for Hao Anqi, a girl, to do it, as she was naturally supple and boneless, but for Shen Yan, a grown man, to dance like a woman—graceful and charming, with movements that were elegant yet powerful—was something else.

It was truly mesmerizing!

Even though Hao Anqi danced exceptionally well, everyone's gaze remained focused on Shen Yan.

"Holy crap!" Lin Yang blurted out a curse, his mouth wide open; seeing Shen Yan dance square dance for the first time, ordinary language could no longer describe the surging waves in his heart.

Tang Song had originally wanted to join in, but upon seeing Shen Yan's movements, he couldn't help but want to watch a few more times; he said to Xiao Qing beside him, "Xiao Qing, don't you think it's very interesting to see young people dancing square dance?"

Xiao Qing nodded vigorously; seeing Shen Yan's mesmerizing movements, she couldn't help but want to twist along a few times.

Luo Qiqi watched with undivided attention, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling; she nudged Yu Youwei with her shoulder and said, "Youwei, no wonder you can't stop thinking about Shen Yan; he really is outstanding."

"Mm-hmm!" Yu Youwei was equally excited, but when she saw that figure with the captivating dance moves, her mood felt like a roller coaster, instantly plummeting to the bottom.

If only this vixen weren't here, how good it would be.

Wu Yue'er only felt sour in her heart; gritting her teeth and stomping her foot, she simply stood to the right of Shen Yan and started dancing along. Although she didn't dance as well as Hao Anqi, she refused to be outdone.

If she had known, she would have worn black silk stockings to show off her long legs; that would surely have left Hao Anqi speechless.

Shen Yan glanced at her but didn't say anything.

The head of the Art Department, Chen Xiaowei, was also intoxicated by Shen Yan's dance moves, but she had not forgotten the purpose of this trip.

Seeing everyone standing there foolishly, she immediately shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Aren't we here to dance? Let's all get moving."

"Right, right, right! We are here to dance."

Everyone woke up as if from a dream; although they didn't really know how to dance, they still learned the movements of the three people in front step by step.

Stepping, twisting hips, crossing and swaying...

Although their movements were stiff and clumsy at first, it was like a crow standing on a pig's back—no one should laugh at anyone else; seeing that everyone around them was the same, they weren't afraid of losing face.

Just swaying along was enough.

Gradually, more and more people on the playground gathered toward the center of the lawn; they stood not far away, pointing and gesturing at the three leading the dance.

"Hey! Isn't that Brother Rice Noodle!"

"It really is!"

"So excited! I get to see my male god dancing again!"

"Is that Wu Yue'er on the right?"

"No doubt about it; at one meter eighty, you can't find many like her in the whole school."

"She truly is the Most Beautiful School Beauty; she's even prettier in person than in photos."

"Who knows that big-breasted girl on the left? She doesn't look any worse than Wu Yue'er."

"Don't know her!"

"She must not be from our school, otherwise how come I've never heard of her."

"Brother Rice Noodle is so happy, being sandwiched between two great beauties."

"So it turns out what I hated wasn't square dancing, but the aunties who dance it."

While the crowd marveled, quite a few people had already taken out their phones to either call friends over to watch or to record videos and take photos.

As one song ended, everyone felt a surge of heat flowing through their entire bodies, so they took off their heavy down jackets one after another, and the atmosphere began to heat up.

The second song was still "Flying Freely."

Letting everyone get familiar with the previous movements.

At the same time, some students were infected by the atmosphere at the scene and quietly joined the end of the line, starting to sway wantonly.

And as the news spread that Brother Rice Noodle and the Most Beautiful School Beauty were dancing square dance on the playground, more and more people came sprinting toward the playground; the celebrity effect was evident.

At this moment, a black Audi car passed by the playground; hearing the passionate and cheerful music outside, out of curiosity, the principal, Pan Weisen, stepped on the brakes, rolled down the window, and looked toward the bright playground.

Unfortunately, he gained nothing.

The sound he heard was exactly the same as the tune of the square dance outside.

Just then, a few students hurried past; Pan Weisen called one of them over and asked what was happening over there.

The university principal rarely showed his face; most students hadn't even seen the principal, at most just watching from afar, and couldn't remember his appearance at all.

Although this girl didn't recognize the principal, she guessed he was some leader and said with trepidation, "It's Brother Rice Noodle leading a group of people in square dancing; everyone is getting ready to go over and watch the fun."

"Brother Rice Noodle?"

Pan Weisen had vaguely heard this title a few times, and then a flash of inspiration hit his brain, and he blurted out, "Brother Rice Noodle is called Shen Yan, right?"

The girl nodded to confirm this fact.

Pan Weisen had a deep impression of this student whom he had met several times; he had broken the 100-meter track record at the sports meet, had captivating dance moves, and had excellent grades; if nothing went wrong, he would be another outstanding talent.

"Bringing square dance into the campus, this young man really has some ideas."

Thinking this, Pan Weisen was no longer in a hurry to go home; he pulled over, parked the car, and then walked toward the playground unhurriedly.

When he arrived at the lawn, the square dance team had already expanded to a scale of a hundred people; a large group of young people had all sorts of movements, extremely stiff, but full of vitality.

The most eye-catching were the three in the C-positions at the very front; who else could the tall and handsome boy in the middle be but Shen Yan?

Pan Weisen just stood there and watched with great interest; he had to admit that Shen Yan's dance was mesmerizing and very dynamic.

Every beat struck deep into one's heart; the dance was elegant yet powerful, and every turn and every shake was full of unique charm.

Even he, a man in his fifties, couldn't help but want to dance along with the rhythm.

"The vast horizon is my love~ flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green mountains~ what kind of rhythm is the most swaying~ what kind of singing is the most joyful..."