Chapter 928: Aren’t They Cheap?
He even threw a flirtatious glance, his face suggesting a "come hither, I’m easy to get along with" look.
Di Jinxuan was instantly speechless, and couldn’t help but glare at him, disgustedly saying, "Nangong Jin, are you being cheap?"
"Not cheap at all." Nangong Jin spread his hands and smiled smugly.
"You!" Di Jinxuan was so angry she blushed, slamming her foot on the gas pedal and speeding off.
However, Nangong Jin seemed neither hurt nor scared, instead leaning close to her face with a grin, "Little Xuanxuan, you are the one who asked me if I was being cheap. Should I have said yes?"
"..."
His response left her speechless. Di Jinxuan was so annoyed by him that she really wanted to smack him across the face.
Seeing that Di Jinxuan wasn’t responding, Nangong Jin lay back lazily in his seat, hands behind his head, seemingly serious as he said, "Don’t think that Gege would sleep with just anyone."
Actually, there’s no one else but you that could make me say such words.
Listening to his haughty tone, Di Jinxuan lacked the energy to retort. She regretted provoking him; she should have known better.
Damn it, this was like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot, knowing fully well this guy was never straightforward.
Di Jinxuan didn’t respond, her face tight with seriousness.
"Pfft..." Seeing her serious demeanor, Nangong Jin couldn’t help but laugh, lying back down and leisurely asking, "So, I’m going to ask you, what is dance?"
Though he was smirking, his tone was actually very serious.
Di Jinxuan was startled; he was really asking her this? Did he look down on her?
Di Jinxuan pouted and compliantly answered, "Dance is one of the eight major arts, occurring in three-dimensional space using the body as a language to express ’mental communication’ through physical movement, typically accompanied by music, using rhythmic movements as its main form of expression."
This was the textbook definition and interpretation of dance; there was much more, and she thought she didn’t need to recite everything so formulaically.
Nangong Jin, a Grandmaster, surely knows all this, right?
"That’s just the narrow definition from textbooks." Nangong Jin spoke, his eyes shifting towards her, his tone casual and conversational, "What about you, what do you think is dance?"
This question really stumped Di Jinxuan.
What did she think was dance?
It seemed she had never really thought about it. Besides, didn’t the textbooks cover it all? Was how she saw it really that important?
Di Jinxuan thought for a while, finally answering, "I think the definition in the textbooks explains it quite clearly."
"Hmm... really?" Nangong Jin laughed, a laugh filled with undeniable mocking.
Di Jinxuan took some interest, asking, "Then what do you think is dance, what is dance to you?"
"To me, it’s simple." Nangong Jin spoke while turning on the music to an appropriate volume before continuing, "Music is not just an accompaniment to dance; it’s the soul of dance. Dance is meant to interpret music better. In fact, dance is born from music, created to translate music into its ultimate form. Music is the soul, and dance is the physical body; only when soul and body come together do they come alive."
As Nangong Jin spoke, he glanced at Di Jinxuan, "Do you understand what I mean now?"
Di Jinxuan slightly narrowed her eyes, her heart racing fast.