Li Yi couldn't resist putting on opera makeup, donning the headpiece, and wearing that blue opera costume. She stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror specially installed in the room, gracefully flicked her water sleeves, and began to sing.
Every time she learned opera singing in the past, she clearly knew each step to walk, each movement to make, each tone to sing in her mind, yet she couldn't execute as well as she imagined.
But this time, Li Yi felt her movements and singing finally aligned with her mind. That flick of the sleeve, the turn, the small steps, and the phrase she sang all hit the mark.
Li Yi sang to her heart's content, moving to the rhythm alone, waving her water sleeves, singing and practicing tirelessly.
The next day, Li Yi was still amazed by her state from the previous day. She never thought she could sing so well one day, and this unsettled her previous desire to stop learning opera.
