New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!
The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...
Li Wuming's position was slightly off, right between Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi. His hand was also outstretched incorrectly; he should have extended his right hand, but he extended his left, because he was left-handed.
In this way, it appears on the surface that he is inviting Ruan Yingzi.
But actually, Li Wuming wanted to invite Ye Qingqing. He planned to reveal his identity while dancing and then take the opportunity to propose a collaboration to deal with Yin Laogui. As long as the collaboration was successful, Ye Qingqing couldn't just stand by and watch her partner die a miserable death!
Ye Qingqing also thought he had invited Ruan Yingzi, and nudged her with amusement, teasingly saying, "He's very sincere!"
Li Wuming was taken aback, but then he thought that it would be good if he could persuade Ruan Yingzi. He could use a roundabout tactic, which would be better than directly asking Ye Qingqing. He secretly praised his own cleverness and smiled even more attentively at Ruan Yingzi.
"Beautiful lady..."
Ruan Yingzi didn't actually want to dance, but things just happened to be so coincidental. One of her most hated suitors was walking this way, probably wanting to ask her to dance. Rather than dancing with that annoying guy, she might as well dance with this starving ghost!
"Walk!"
Ruan Yingzi decisively grabbed Li Wuming, even more anxious than him, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the dance floor.
A slender young man walked over, but Ruan Yingzi was nowhere to be seen. Ye Qingqing smiled and pointed to the dance floor, "You're a step too late!"
The thin man sighed in disappointment, then invited another girl to dance as well.
Lu Mo also came over, holding a wine glass. He had just met many celebrities in Hong Kong through Miao Tianxiong's introduction, including Mr. Hua. They had a very pleasant conversation, and this trip to Hong Kong was very fruitful.
"Want to go dancing?" Lu Mo asked with a smile.
"You can jump?" Ye Qingqing teased.
She didn't think Lu Mo, that old-fashioned guy, could dance; he'd be more suited to military gymnastics. Lu Mo's smile deepened, and he pulled her up, heading towards the dance floor. "I can do a little."
Soon, Ye Qingqing discovered that this guy was not just good at a little bit, but a true dance master. He could dance the rumba, quickstep, and slow waltz very well, and his steps were quite standard, clearly showing that he had practiced.
"Tell me honestly, who did you dance with before?"
Led by Lu Mo, Ye Qingqing spun around and around, her jealousy growing stronger. "He dances so well, he must have danced with girls a lot before, humph!"
“Weishao, he’ll do the women’s steps, and I’ll do the men’s steps,” Lu Mo said honestly.
In high school, He Weishao wanted to ask his crush, the school beauty, to dance, so he dragged Lu Mo to learn. But by the time they had learned the dance, the school beauty had already been stolen away by someone else, and He Weishao was furious.
Ye Qingqing then remembered that He Weishao had mentioned before that Lu Mo was a huge fan of the Little Tigers when he was in school and had even learned breakdancing. She smiled slyly, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Lu Mo's ear, "You'll perform pole dancing for me someday!"
"Smack!"
Ye Qingqing felt a sharp pain in her foot. Lu Mowu's steps faltered, and he stomped heavily on her foot. She had brought this upon herself; that was the epitome of reaping what you sow.
Meanwhile, Ruan Yingzi was in an even worse situation. Her toes were almost broken from being stomped on. Enraged, she forgot about dancing and stomped on Li Wuming's feet several times. "You did this on purpose, didn't you? You stomped on my feet every time I jumped. If you can't dance, why are you even joining in..."
Li Wuming hurriedly dodged, shouting, "Just step on me, but don't step on my pants! If you get them dirty, I'll lose money!"
The deposit for renting clothes was his last bit of living expenses; if it was deducted, he would really go hungry!
The entire room fell silent. Everyone stopped and stared at the two who were fooling around, looking completely bewildered.
To attend Miao Tianxiang's dance, you actually have to rent clothes? Where did this poor person come from?