(Because of the World Cup, I am severely lacking in sleep and energy, so I can only update once today, and I will try to update three times tomorrow!)
"Hey, you woman, why are you like this? Didn't you say you wanted to meet him? I'm warning you, you are not allowed to ask him to dance the bachata. It will only be three or four steps at most." The Sudan refused to admit it and still warn.
Jinjier was a little embarrassed and said: "Well...Dandan, today we mainly dance bachata. The three and four steps are just for warm-up!"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Sudan said. Bachata is not suitable for wearing long skirts. It is best to wear tight pants or short skirts with slits. Of course, long skirts with high slits will also work. But that's not the key. What's important is that bachata is too ambiguous.
"I did this all to help you get the golden turtle husband, and also to test his ability and affection for you, so I discussed with the owner of the gym and set up a bachata competition. Only the men who are recognized as the best dancers are eligible to compete with you. You dance! Of course, you can choose whatever dance you want for the last song, and the others must cooperate and dance together for you. If you like the other person, you can even go on a date with them!"
"You... aren't you hurting me?" Sultan almost cried, "I've become an oiran now? I'm still dating!"
"Dandan, I'm thinking about you. If he doesn't have the dancing talent you mentioned, or doesn't take you seriously, wouldn't he know it in a test?"
Sudan: "He learned to dance temporarily, and he only danced half a four-step dance with me. Besides, this bachata is much more difficult than three-step and four-step dances!"
"So, I invited several Bachata coaches to teach on site today."
"Is it possible to learn on the spot?" Sudan asked.
Jinjier said: "If his talent is really as you said, I think he should be able to do it! If you are used as a reward to stimulate him, then it will definitely work! After all, those young masters are not good at dancing! "
Sultan's thoughts moved when she thought of stimulating Su Xing, and she really needed to see how much Su Xing cared about her, and whether there was any affection beyond blood ties.
She nodded in agreement.
"Change quickly and remember to wear a mask, preferably a wig and gloves, so as not to let him recognize you?"
"Do you need it?" Sudan asked.
Jinjier: "Of course, wouldn't it feel better to ask her to look for you and recognize you among all the girls?"
Jinjier's words stimulated Sultan again.
The two chose the same mask, and although the clothes they changed were different, they had the same style. Standing next to each other, you really can't tell who is who. Because the opening dance is three steps and four steps. Sudan first changed into a low-slit dance skirt provided by the club, but her figure was still outlined like a devil. The exposed jade arms, slender waist, and calves were all slender and soft, white and crystal clear, and there was not a trace of excess fat on the waist, and she was even slightly slimmer. Although the waistcoat line is not as obvious as Jinjier's, it seems more tempting.
The two of them changed their clothes and took a look in the mirror. In terms of body shape, they were almost the same. Because Jinjier is a dancing queen, her front and back are curved, making her look more mature and plump. Sudan is more youthful and beautiful than Jinjier. The two are also the same height, but at first glance, you will definitely look at Sudan first, because she seems to have her own magnetism and a natural femininity.
"Fairy! I'm fascinated by you!" Jinjier couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Stop pouring the ecstasy soup. Your mouth is enough to tempt you to commit a crime if you don't speak! I have to be more careful with you!" Jin Jinjier, who is wearing a mask, has a more seductive mouth, and she can't help but do more. Have a look.
"Then I'll let you kiss me!" She pouted.
"Dove kiss!" Sudan gestured
mouth shape, and then quickly covered her mouth because Jinjier pecked her like lightning.
Both of them are a little numb.
Jinjier laughed wildly, leaving Sudan speechless for a while.
They entered the ballroom from the ladies. When we entered, the six pairs of male and female coaches in the middle of the dance floor were still dancing, but the movements were all exaggerated and very difficult, some spinning, some kicking, some making big waves, or wildly tossing their hair. The hormones were surging and tempting, but also There is no shortage of beauty.
Since everyone gathered around to watch, Su Xing's vision was blocked and he stood in the crowd.
Ginger and Sultan glanced around. Ginger bit Sultan's ear and asked, "Which one is it? Do you recognize it?"
"No! Khan!" Sudan was a little depressed.
After a while, the music ended and the six pairs of dancers separated, and the audience burst into applause.
A female host wearing a mask raised a microphone and began to speak. She first asked the male and female partners to separate. The men all sat on the right side of the small stage, and the women sat on the left side.
Su Xing sat on a bar chair at the back. The person on the same table was a man about the same height as him. The two nodded to each other, raised their glasses and clinked their glasses as a greeting.
Looking from a distance, you can't tell who is who.
Jinjier and Sultan walked to the opposite side and chose the booth near the front. Because their figures were relatively prominent among the ladies in the room, they immediately attracted the attention of the men. Su Xing also noticed it, but because the mask and hair were the same, and there were many ladies with good figures, he couldn't recognize him.
The other men and women who came together were also silently looking for their companions, and those who came without a pair were each looking for a partner for the night, just like a hunter looking for his prey.
Seeing that everyone was seated, the host announced:
"Everyone, thank you for coming to Wuyuan Hall again. In order to thank everyone for your support of Wuyuan, we have specially organized this event. You should also have discovered that in this event, no matter whether you are a gentleman or a lady, there is no difference in height or shape between everyone. Da, the guild hall deliberately selected and specially invited you. Even if you are not directly invited, you are indirectly invited by our old members in accordance with the requirements!"
"That's it!" Before she finished speaking, the men and women started talking.
"You planned this too?" Sudan pinched Jinjier's arm.
"That's right. Why are you not satisfied?"
"I'm satisfied, but I'm a little nervous, just in case..." Sultan searched around again, but still couldn't find who it was, and he felt unsure.
"Those who care about you will definitely work hard for you, and those who don't care about you, take the opportunity to forget about them as soon as possible!"
Jinjier taught another secret.
The host continued: "The opening warm-up dance is blues. You can choose your dance partner based on this. I hope you can find your favorite partner for the first time!"
The following sentence from the host seemed to have an obvious hint.
Then, she added: "However, the big show tonight is the bachata competition and the selection of a dance king. The dance king will get the right to dance the last dance with this season's dancing princess, as well as the opportunity to date the princess!" "
“Who is the princess this season!”
"Can you open our eyes first?"
A large number of men shouted, and it was obvious that most of them came here for the name of the princess. The princess not only has outstanding dancing skills, but must also be a young and beautiful beauty.
The host responded loudly: "It is inconvenient to reveal who it is. If it is revealed, there will be no mystery. However, I can tell everyone that the princess is a certain lady present!"
As soon as he finished speaking, most of the men began to scan the women across from them again.
Sudan suddenly felt uncomfortable, feeling like he was a courtesan in a brothel and being cared about by his clients. However, when she thought that Su Xing was among them, and that with Su Xing's wisdom, she should have guessed that she was the princess, she felt relieved, and even felt a little proud. She sat up slightly to show off her figure more perfectly.
It's a pity that women are very competitive. Even if they are not princesses, they are not willing to be just foils. They all stand up and even show off.
Su Xing had his own judgment and felt that if the Sultan was a princess, with her cunning and pride, she would not deliberately expose herself, so he focused his attention on a few women who did not make any special moves.
Unfortunately, she didn't understand what Sultan was thinking at the moment.
One of the people Su Xing paid attention to was Jin Jier, but he didn't even look at the Sultan next to him.
If Sultan knew about it, he would probably be so angry that he would strangle Su Xing to death and blame Jin Jier. It was all your bad idea.
Although Jinjier didn't stand up deliberately, her eyes were staring at the opposite side. She felt that since the Sudanese man was a beginner, he would definitely be unconfident or very low-key.
So, she regarded Su Xing, who was sitting on the last row of barstools, as one of her candidates.
Some men are already gearing up to choose the princess directly, but the women are not convinced and secretly decide to compete with the princesses of this season.
The host added: "For the opening dance, women have the right to invite, and the selected men cannot refuse!"
All the men suddenly felt depressed, while the women exclaimed and immediately stood up to choose the man they initially liked.
The beauties who got up first chose the men sitting in the booths in the front row.
Sultan did not move immediately, but bit Jinjier's ear and said, "Should I choose?"
"Of course, unless you want to expose yourself on purpose!" After saying that, Jinjier stood up and walked towards her target. Coincidentally, the first one she chose was Su Xing.
As a dance queen, she was also afraid of being recognized and wanted to pretend to be a princess. Her movements looked very reserved.
Su Xing suddenly became nervous and thought to himself, maybe you are the Sultan. He immediately looked at Jinjier's hands. Unfortunately, they were wearing lace gloves, and most of the ladies in the audience had them. Now he couldn't make a decision.
I also began to blame Sultan in my heart, what on earth are you trying to do?
"Sir, can I ask you to dance first?" Jinjier asked in a low voice.
According to the regulations, Su Xing could not refuse, so he lowered his voice and said: "Of course, it is my honor!"
Su Xing stood up, and Jinjier handed him her hand and walked to the dance floor.
