"Yeah!!!" the fans in the audience responded enthusiastically once again.
As the lively, rhythmic accompaniment of "Compendium of Materia Medica" thundered to life, the entire stage seemed to ignite with an invisible force, instantly brimming with energy and passion.
The lights crisscrossed and shifted across the stage, laying out a dazzling road to a visual feast.
Sparks and smoke burst from all around the stage.
Ye Chen was the focus of the song and dance number. Dressed in a carefully designed outfit, he executed every move with precision and polish, as if every cell in his body were leaping to the beat.
The dancers around him moved in perfect sync. At times they danced side by side; at others they wove past one another. Their coordination flowed like water and clouds, showcasing their professionalism and strong team spirit.
As he danced, Ye Chen sang, "If Hua Tuo came back to life~ he'd cure our worship of foreign things~ outsiders would come to learn Chinese~ awakening our national pride~ nux vomica, cassia seeds, cockleburs, and lotus seeds~ yellow yam, bitter beans, chinaberry seeds~ I want to save face~ ..."
Onstage, Ye Chen and the dancers leaped and spun like lively flames amid the shifting lights, perfectly blending the rhythm and mood of "Compendium of Materia Medica" into their dance.
The fans in the audience stood up, getting into the music and singing along.
But the lyrics were hard to memorize, and the song was fast. Most of the fans couldn't keep up, so they swayed their glow sticks in perfect unison and sang along loudly: "That's the light~ that's the light~ Hey~"
As the music steadily built toward its climax,
Ye Chen and the dancers gave it their all, performing every move to the fullest, as if pouring out every last