Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 1022: A Heart-Shaking Performance

The King is indeed the King; his very first move successfully captured everyone’s attention.

With his back to the audience and following a forceful drumbeat, he suddenly contracted his chest and arched his back, exploding with power. The timing of his movements with the drumbeats was so precise it was as if he had been fiercely punched in the front.

The audience’s hearts suddenly raced.

Just when they thought he would turn to face them, he didn’t. Instead, with each vigorous beat of the drum, he powerfully contracted his chest over and over.

Each motion down and up was perfectly in rhythm, executed cleanly and with flair.

The impact on the audience was immense, and surprisingly, immediate applause erupted.

Soon, Alvin turned around. With a couple of cymbal crashes, he smoothly adjusted his clothes, timing it just right.

Next, he exaggerated his steps towards Nangong Jin. Nangong Jin smiled, tossed two drumsticks into the air, caught them, and then heavily struck the floor tom. The deep sound and vigorous rhythm excited everyone.

Every hit of the drum, Alvin powerfully contracted his chest as if Nangong Jin’s drumbeats were hitting him directly in the chest.

The two coordinated seamlessly.

Eventually, as if ’scared’ by Nangong Jin’s beating, Alvin had no choice but to retreat to the center of the stage and start dancing.

Contracting his chest, swinging his hips, twisting his pelvis, turning his head—every movement was perfectly synced with Nangong Jin’s drumbeats, meshing flawlessly, giving an indescribably satisfying feeling.

It was unclear whether he was complementing Nangong Jin or vice versa.

In any case, it flowed effortlessly, one drumming and the other dancing, yet they melded together in an exhilarating way that made the audience want to move as well.

The drumbeats grew stronger and his dance moves became more forceful, both seeming almost explosive.

As the drumbeats gradually softened, so did his movements.

In essence, he and the drums became one; he was directing the beats as much as the beats were leading him.

The rhythm was so strong and explosive that it captivated the audience, their blood boiling with excitement.

Di Jinxuan’s eyes widened in amazement as she watched the scene unfold on stage, her heart also throbbing with excitement.

Alvin was truly dancing magnificently. She suddenly felt that she had found the feeling that Nangong Jin had described.

The dance of the soul, Alvin’s dance was entirely in service of the music, the rhythm, brilliantly interpreting an unknown piece of music.

It looked vigorous, explosive, exhilarating.

Di Jinxuan was instantly mesmerized, yet she couldn’t help but glance at the man playing the drum set.

Honestly, he was charming, sexy, and very unrestrained.

He had an attitude of complete self-forgetfulness, his head nodding and feet tapping incessantly with the rhythm, which was impressively tight.

It was really cool.

He occasionally tossed his drumsticks playfully, mastering them effortlessly.

Just like Nangong Xiao said, totally cool!

This man was extremely enchanting.

If Alvin was the star of the show, the guide, then Nangong Jin was absolutely the masterstroke.

The key to the whole performance.

With him there, the entire dance felt more alive, more vibrant, more eruptive, making people even more excited.

The stray hairs on his forehead kept swinging. His handsome and rhythmically timed moves made him exude an extraordinary charisma, like a king, like an erupting flash flood, like an ancient brave and skilled general.

Resolute, decisive, a killer with a gentle heart.

It must be said that Nangong Jin’s performance somewhat stole the show from Alvin, albeit possibly unintentionally.

But when you watched Alvin dance, you absolutely couldn’t ignore this drummer who wasn’t even at the center of the stage.

Because he was just too exciting.