Chapter 64: Love & Peace
Ruan Yu quickly pulled out her phone and this time, she directly searched for Bi Chengjie’s name.
She had expected to find his professional dance credentials online, just like the lengthy list of achievements she had seen for Teng Yi at the West Street Dance Studio that day—each one earned through sweat and skill. But to her surprise, the search results were flooded with news of Bi Chengjie’s appearances on dance variety shows. Though the shows weren’t particularly popular, the entertainment gossip had overshadowed his past accomplishments. The top search result was even a trivial rumor about him and a female co-star.
Xiao Qing happened to glance at Ruan Yu’s phone screen and snorted.
“This guy has completely sold out. He’s not a dancer anymore—just a minor celebrity.” Then, as an afterthought, she added, “A D-list one at that.”
Hearing Xiao Qing’s words, Ruan Yu put her phone away, inexplicably reassured.
What was there to fear from an opponent who lacked focus?
The finals followed a simple format: the top eight contestants were divided into four groups for head-to-head battles, with the final four competing for the championship, runner-up, and third place.
Teng Yi was up first.
He wore a loose black jacket with embroidered bauhinia flowers along the cuffs, adding a touch of refinement and elegance to his wild, untamed aura. His dreadlocks, as always, stood defiantly proud.
His opponent was a dancer named Nino from Qicheng, who appeared a few years older than Teng Yi but was much shorter in stature.
Anyone who made it to the top eight was a force to be reckoned with.
Nino opened with a powerful powermove, electrifying the crowd.
Ruan Yu couldn’t help but worry for Teng Yi, but he remained composed. Swaying slightly to the music, his gaze followed Nino while he quietly honed his own rhythm.
Nino had started strong but gradually lost steam. His performance was overly flashy, with abrupt, poorly executed highlights that lacked buildup. If his routine were an essay, it would be a disjointed mess—grand in the beginning but rushed and incoherent by the end.
In stark contrast, Teng Yi’s strategy was precise from the moment he stepped onstage. He moved in perfect sync with the music, as if wearing the rhythm itself. His transitions were fluid yet powerful, and his showstopping flares and windmills landed seamlessly.
The crowd erupted in wave after wave of cheers.
He was like a barehanded martial arts master, or a poet wielding a brush—using street dance to compose a breathtaking, dazzling poem before everyone’s eyes.
Ruan Yu was spellbound when Teng Yi suddenly flipped backward, freezing in a handstand right in front of her.
The dramatic pose triggered another round of screams.
Their eyes met.
In that instant, she saw the fire and passion in his gaze.
She stood silent, her heart racing.
“Wow! Wow! Wow!”
Teng Hao, like an overexcited fan, kept shouting at Teng Yi, as if he wanted the whole world to know this awe-inspiring dancer was his brother.The outcome of this battle was never in doubt. Anyone with even a basic knowledge of street dance could see that Teng Yi far surpassed Nino in both stage presence and technical skills.
Though defeated, Nino showed no resentment. He extended his hand first, and Teng Yi responded by pulling him into a hug.
Many fellow dancers in the circle kept chanting Nino's name from the sidelines, cheering him on and offering encouragement.
Love & Peace!
This is the true spirit of street dance.
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