Chapter 468 This is not a dance

This guy is over-immersed in the story again. Lu Yuanqiu can't help but feel that Liang Jingfeng is the most immersed in the story when reading novels about super rich people.

He shook his head slightly. Fortunately, today's environment did not give people much sense of urgency. Even if Liang Jingfeng trembled and Zhong Jincheng played blindly, it didn't matter.

It was true that the Lu Group's annual meeting was much more grand and solemn than the school's welcome party, but Lu Yuanqiu was not nervous at all today. He even felt that the mistakes in his performance were within an acceptable range.

Why? After thinking about it, this is probably the sense of security brought by the Lu Group.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at his uncles who stood up and applauded him, his father who smiled and praised him, his mother who was taking pictures crazily, even his sister whose expression gradually changed from contempt to listening attentively, and those leaders and employees who had "I want to improve" written on their faces.

It was as if he was really wearing a sunflower headgear and standing on the kindergarten stage performing for everyone.

Even if he made mistakes in the performance and stood by and cried for a few minutes, the audience would only stand up and applaud to encourage him.

People who often reincarnate know that this is the value of the five words "family heir".

The outline of Lu Yuanqiu's face as he held the microphone with both hands and sang "Little Love Song" seriously was imprinted on Long Liandong's notebook.

She reached out to take the eraser on the seat next to her, and suddenly the notebook on her lap fell. Pages of paper made a "rustling" sound as they fell in mid-air, unfolding one by one. The same person was drawn on each page.

The Lu Yuanqiu in the picture above has angry, funny, vulgar, and gentle expressions...

The notebook fell to the ground with a "bang", and the picture at the top was a picture of Lu Yuanqiu kissing someone under a sky full of maple leaves. The outline of the boy was clear, while the outline of the girl was blurred.

Long Liandong lowered his head, picked up the notebook that had fallen on the ground, and used an eraser to wipe the microphone that he had accidentally drawn crookedly.

"You know, even if it rains and turns the whole city upside down."

"I'll give you a hug."

With four teammates playing their instruments, Lu Yuanqiu sang passionately on the stage with his eyes closed. Su Xiaoya, who was in the first row, clapped her hands and turned to look at her daughter, smiling and saying, "It sounds great. Isn't brother handsome today?"

Lu Yidong blushed and put his hands under his legs, whispering back, "Just average... not very handsome, I want to see Sister Bai."

"Your Highness is great. His singing is not as awkward as I thought." In the back row, employee Xiaoli clapped her hands and said to Chu Lan in surprise.

Chu Lan smiled and leaned close to his friend's ear: "He is different from other rich second-generations. I will send you a video of him dunking in high school when I go back tonight."

“Dunk?!”

"Yeah, the backboard was broken when he dunked it, and he had a buzz cut at the time."

“?!”

Looking at Xiaoli's surprised face, Chu Lan suddenly felt very satisfied. Lu Yuanqiu was now the only rich second-generation person that she, a working girl, was willing to flatter without thinking.

"Sister Bai isn't going to appear? Isn't it the same show?" Lu Yidong shook his legs.

Even though her brother sang a little bit well... just a little bit, she still wanted to see her brother and Sister Bai perform together.

When the song ended, there was warm applause from the audience again. My uncles didn't want to stand anymore. They turned their heads to look to the side and found that the leaders of the branch company stood up again.

This time the media in the rear were mentally prepared and quickly pointed the camera at the leaders who stood up and gave a close-up.

The uncle looked back, waved to Lao Wang imperceptibly, and then said softly, "Xiao Qiu is still in school, and it's not appropriate for her to be exposed so much now. Go and induce the media to focus tonight's attention on Director Liang's son."

Lao Wang leaned over the table and nodded: "I understand, I understand."

Uncle smiled slightly and continued to clap his hands towards the stage.

Second uncle turned his head and said: "Brother, you are quite mean."

The uncle said seriously: "Aren't the father and son happy about it?"

When the song on the stage ended, all the music stopped, and the other four members of the band were suddenly shrouded in darkness. The spotlights were immediately retracted, shining on Lu Yuanqiu alone.

Lu Yidong opened his eyes wide, trying to find Sister Bai's figure. At this time, a light and pleasant electronic piano sound and drum rhythm rang out on the stage.

"mischief"

Some people in the audience had already recognized which song it was.

Under the spotlight, Lu Yuanqiu smiled and turned his head to look in one direction. A girl in a white long skirt appeared on the side of the stage, dancing to the rhythm of the brisk prelude of "Prank".

It was Bai Qingxia. She was wearing a brand new plain white long skirt today. When she turned her body, the hem of the skirt would expand, revealing half of her slender calves under the skirt.

The stage lit up again. Lu Yuanqiu took the microphone from the stand and walked towards Bai Qingxia. The girl danced around him like an elf. Lu Yuanqiu also slowly turned on the spot, following her figure with his eyes, watching her dancing intently, his eyes full of love.

Lu Tian, ​​who was in the audience, turned around and found that his wife and daughter were hugging each other excitedly.

"I can't think of a good reason why."

"To block all this intimacy."

Lu Yuanqiu picked up the microphone and sang, and had eye contact with the dancing Bai Qingxia on the stage. This time, the people in the audience forgot to applaud and were watching the performance seriously, because as soon as the dancing girl appeared, they knew that the prince was really performing an annual meeting program for them seriously.

…

"I think I've grown to like you."

"Because I have the courage to love."

Zhong Jincheng's bass was already playing randomly, but it didn't matter. As Zheng Yifeng said, the four of them had completely become the background board of the scene.

When Bai Qingxia heard Lu Yuanqiu sing this line, she immediately stood beside Lu Yuanqiu, and the following moments were a stage interaction that the two of them had carefully planned.

As the music reached an equally cheerful interlude, Lu Yuanqiu took the microphone away from his mouth, held the microphone in his hand, and tapped the ground lightly and happily with his toes. He and Bai Qingxia, who placed her hands on both sides, lifted the hem of her skirt and exposed her ankles, and danced the same steps.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were at a wedding.

Their dance steps were simple but cheerful. Bai Qingxia had patiently taught him step by step in the dance studio. The exact sameness of their dance steps showed that they had rehearsed many times.

The audience finally couldn't help but applaud. The whole performance seemed to reach its climax when Lu Yuanqiu and the girl danced to the music together.

What they are dancing to is not dance, but their youth.

"It makes me want to fall in love." Su Xiaoya was so moved that she cried.

Lu Tian glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

He coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Xiao Xia isn't stage fright anymore? I still remember the video of her performing in high school in her school uniform."

Su Xiaoya said with envy: "How could she be stage fright when Qiuqiu is by her side?"

(End of this chapter)