The Tragedy of Black Pool (Working Title)

When a dancer puts on her (or his) shoes, their feet hold all the dreams and beauty of their life.

When a dancer takes off those shoes, their feet reveal all the scars and pain of their life.

Every child who dances has a story of their own...

At the most beautiful age of her life, Shu Xin was incredibly lucky to meet him, the man who shone so brightly in their circle that people could barely look at him. He gave her dance, and he gave her the most precious love of her life.

But in this ruthless, realistic, cruel world, in this competitive circle where everyone is out for themselves, how much beauty can truly be preserved?

"Never leave, never forsake." Those four words were like a knife stabbing into Shu Xin's heart, digging deeper and deeper with every passing moment.

Without □, Shu Xin would bleed endlessly until she died.

□, and a bottomless hole, a deep scar, would be left in her heart.

And Shu Xin, amid all that bloody ruin, crept forward step by step, inching along. At last, the once pure and lovely Shu Xin was encased in something hard and unyielding.

In all that darkness, there was a little light, a little brightness, just the tiniest bit.

But to Shu Xin, that light was so faint, while to others it was so dazzling. Was it a blessing or a curse?

In this circle, what deserves respect is not only talent, but also the rules.

For dance, for fame and fortune, how much kindness and humanity can be sacrificed? How many schemes and tactics can be □ manipulated?

Only when we reach the end can we know whether what we gave and what we gained were worth it.

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