"Please welcome our champion!"
Li Mo's slicked-back hair was illuminated by the spotlight, and the five-color frosted light strips lit up almost at the same time, making the entire venue dreamy and hazy.
"Three Thousand Waters, please come!"
The projector light suddenly shone down from mid-air, enveloping a person like light smoke.
The woman was tall and thin, with very fair skin, which made her features look particularly clear. The corners of her lips quirked slightly in surprise, but she quickly reacted, skillfully putting on a polite smile, and walked to the center of the hall, holding up her skirt.
Tang Gu stood on the outskirts with his belly bulging. Before him was a sea of heads. Even standing on tiptoe, he couldn't see Jiang Xi. He sighed inaudibly, and Lin Yufeifei, who had just arrived, heard:
"Fatty, worried?"
"Really?"
Tang Gu searched his pockets, but before he could take out a cigarette, the lottery had already started in front of him.
Jiang Xi moved quickly, reaching out and catching a small yellow ball. Li Mo took it, looked at it, and immediately smiled: "Seventy-nine."
"Who's number seventy-nine?"
After calling three times without a response, Li Mo shrugged, "Looks like number 79 isn't lucky today. Let's draw again."
Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Chen stood quietly with his hands in his pockets. He was tall, and through the layers of figures in the center, he could still glimpse the girl's fair skin and rosy lips.
Chu Tian stood beside him with a cigarette in his mouth. Han Chen asked him casually:
"Xiaotian, do you still like her?"
Chu Tian was silent for a while, took a deep puff of cigarette, and then said, "Brother, do you still remember the Persian cat I gave you five years ago?"
"Blue eyes?"
"right."
Chu Tian blew out a puff of smoke and said, "Brother, you know, I've never been very persistent. I wanted Blue Eyes so much at first, but after getting it for two or three days, I got tired of it.
"These three thousand waters, I just want to see some of them."
"Why are you pretending to be so profound, kid?" Han Chen patted his head.
Chu Tian touched his head and almost jumped up, "Brother, I'm grown up now, don't hit me on the head all the time."
"You should know what's right for you when you grow up." Han Chen helped him put away the cigarette, paused, and said, "Don't touch that girl."
Chu Tian stubbornly refused to acknowledge it and shouted:
"Brother, if you just say you like me, I, Chu Tian, will not argue with you."
Han Chen glanced at him with a half-smile: "I like bigger ones."
"Then you still..."
"One hundred and one! Is one hundred and one here?" Li Mo started to sing the number again.
Chu Tian laughed out loud, he remembered——
When he looked down, he was stunned. He remembered that his number was 1001, so how come it suddenly became 1002 on the note?
"Brother, brother, our numbers are consecutive, right? - Look at your number?"
"One zero and one."
"Brother, brother, don't you like bigger ones? Give the number to me, your younger brother..." Before Chu Tian finished speaking, he saw Brother Han, who had just said "like bigger ones", took a step with his long legs, quickly left the crowd, and ran to Sanqianshui in the center of the hall.
The movements were very smooth, and only a faint warning remained in the air: "Xiaotian, you signed a confidentiality agreement. Remember, don't touch other little girls in the future."
——Don’t you like such small ones?
Chu Tian was a little confused.
Jiang Xi looked at a familiar figure who pushed through the crowd and stood beside him. Mr. Han?
She frowned, looked up and saw Chu Tian standing not far away, looking at her.
Li Mozheng was stunned. He had not expected that such a call would attract such an outstanding person, who could stand on equal footing with Sanqianshui. He laughed out loud:
"This gentleman drew number 1001?"
Han Chen picked up the note and handed it to Jiang Xi.
Lower your voice:
"Hello again, Miss Jiang."
It really is one hundred and one.
Jiang Xi handed it to Li Mo silently. Li Mo checked it and said with a smile, "It seems we are lucky today. The opening dance will be performed by this gentleman and our champion."
As soon as the words fell, the lights in the nightclub dimmed in an instant.
In the pitch-black darkness, Jiang Xi only heard a deep voice beside his ears:
"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry."
The right hand was accurately pulled up.
The extremely aggressive aura of the mature man penetrated her skin through the thin cloth almost instantly. Jiang Xi took a deep breath, but her right hand, which was tightly restrained, began to shake uncontrollably again.
"you--"
Just when she couldn't help but want to shake him off, Han Chen gently let her go: "What a pity, Miss Jiang."
The spotlight suddenly lit up again.
Jiang Xi subconsciously wanted to cover his face.
But she found that everything in front of her was dark. The man used his height and body advantage to hold her in a shadow in front of him. Looking up, his dark pupils were reflected by the hazy lights of the nightclub into a piece of glassy amber.
Jiang Xi suddenly discovered that Han Chen had a pair of clear eyes, like a child's.
"If Miss Jiang doesn't want to be exposed, hold on to Han's clothes."
The music started playing.
Slow three-step ballroom dance with simple beat.
Jiang Xi breathed a sigh of relief. Han Chen held her lightly in front of him, not touching her skin directly. The two of them got into a dancing posture, with their fingertips, shoulders, and waists slightly apart - under the hazy and ambiguous lights of the nightclub, no one noticed this.
"Thanks."
Jiang Xi lowered her head, and the red rash on her thin white neck receded like the tide.
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