“Jiang Yu, so you can also be a deserter?” Li Lu smiled and muttered to herself.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Yu would not go on stage to perform, even the host could not help but run up to smooth things over. He quickly let the third contestant go on stage, and the lights in the entire venue suddenly dimmed.

Li Lu had originally wanted to return to the lounge and prepare to watch Jiang Yu make a fool of herself, but she saw that the lights on the stage had all dimmed.

What was going on? Was Jiang Yu still going to perform on stage?

A beam of light suddenly shone on the center of the stage. A person wearing a red wedding dress was standing there.

It was Jiang Yu.

“How is this possible?!”

Li Lu shouted in disbelief, “Impossible! How could she have clothes?”

Her manager quickly stopped her and said, “Keep your voice down! Won’t you let others know that you changed into Jiang Yu’s clothes?”

Only then did Li Lu stop talking. She angrily asked in a low voice, “Where did she find the clothes?”

Her manager whispered, “I don’t know either.”

Jiang Yu stood in the middle of the stage. With the sound of “The king”, the dance of “Farewell My Concubine” officially began.

The light dance was like a swallow returning to its nest. The swift steps were like a bird in the night. Her posture was beautiful beyond compare, and her expression was pure and clear, as if she did not belong to the mortal world.

Her ambition was to show the towering power of the mountains, and her intention was to create ripples in the flowing water dance.

Jiang Yu was very beautiful, so beautiful that it could not be described with words.

Everyone was amazed by her dance, and unknowingly, they were immersed in it.

Even Yang Li, who had been speaking up for Li Lu, was attracted by Jiang Yu’s dance, and even wanted to take her in as her last disciple.

However, since she had taken Li Lu’s money, everything she said next had to be beneficial to Li Lu.

She suddenly envied Sha Wei for being able to openly praise Jiang Yu.

Halfway through the song, the lights on the stage dimmed once again. When it was lit up again, Jiang Yu was already dressed in plain white clothes. The hairpin on her head had also disappeared, and she was holding a light and delicate sword in her hand.

The sorrowful sound of the flute rang out as Jiang Yu began to dance with the sword, one after another. It seemed chaotic, but in fact, she had used all the strength in her body.

It was as if she wanted to use all her strength to turn the sword into red ropes, binding the person she loved to her side, and never to be separated again.

In the end, Jiang Yu used her last bit of strength, and her hands naturally hung down. She raised her head and shouted, “Your majesty! I will follow your majesty, and I will not regret my death!”

Her words were mournful and desolate, and the audience burst into tears.

Jiang Yu’s gaze became gentle and tender like water. She raised her hand to pick up the long sword, and gently cut her neck before slowly falling to the ground.

The moment Jiang Yu fell to the ground, the music stopped abruptly, and the lights on the stage dimmed.

“Farewell My Concubine” was over, but the audience and the judges were still immersed in Jiang Yu’s dance, unable to extricate themselves.

Even the host could not hold back her tears. She did not even have the strength to go on stage and announce the end of the performance.

Li Lu was far away, so she could not see the specific situation on the stage clearly.

What was going on? The lights on the stage flickered from bright to dark. What was this Jiang Yu up to? Had her dance ended yet? Why wasn’t anyone clapping or talking for such a long time?

Li Lu was extremely anxious below the stage. She couldn’t help but rush up to the stage to take a look.

But before she could get up, the lights on the stage lit up again.

“This Jiang Yu! What is she up to?”