After returning to the courtyard and making sure no one would come, Lin Ke began practicing his dancing.
He had practiced many different kinds of dance in his previous life, but had mastered none.
After all, he had only learned them to meet the demands of various productions as an actor. There had been no need to specialize.
But things were different now.
Although Lin Ke could spring a surprise with his choice of topics for the literary, martial, and miscellaneous contests,
no matter how unexpected his choices were, he still needed a solid foundation.
Qi Ye had studied all sorts of things under Minister Qi since childhood. He was probably highly proficient in the Confucian School's usual six arts: ritual, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics.
With something like dancing, grasping a little of its essence was enough to bring out its beauty.
With years of horsemanship and archery behind him, if Qi Ye had visited brothels or the like as well, he could probably manage the basics of dancing.
If the judges happened to favor him, Lin Ke's victory would be far from certain.
So Lin Ke had to widen the gap!
He was alone in the courtyard, with only the plum tree and a neatly stacked pile of split firewood for company. Under the moonlight, the scene had a certain beauty.
What Lin Ke himself did not notice was that, as he danced, faint moonlight gathered over his body.
Moonlight provided a faint measure of solar energy.
It was most suitable for unenlightened wild beasts or spirit creatures.
The same held true for humans.
Sunlight and moonlight benefited all living things.
And although this world had a theory of yin and yang, the light radiated by the sun and moon was so similar that people had long