Several dishes on the menu tonight had a very strong curry flavor, which made Ning Qiluo feel suffocated. She really disliked curry, so after finishing the food on her plate, she obediently stopped eating and watched everyone else eat and chat.
Tan Xia noticed that she had put down her knife and fork, and suddenly asked her, "Qi Luo, can you dance the Xinji dance?"
New Jili Dance?
Not really!
Ning Qiluo shook her head.
As Tan Xia asked the question, everyone looked at Ning Qiluo. Seeing that she had stopped eating, the director asked her if it wasn't to her liking. Ning Qiluo didn't say yes, but only said that she had eaten a lot of snacks in the afternoon and was very full and not hungry.
The director even joked with her, "If it gets any later, you'll definitely get hungry."
That's true, Ning Qiluo believed.
Sitting opposite Ning Qiluo, Liang Ran'an asked, "Qiluo, your household registration is with Xinjili, right?"
Ning Qilu shook her head: "No, my household registration is in Manzhou."
"Huh? Manchester?"
Everyone seemed quite surprised.
Although Ning Qiluo lives in Beicheng, her parents immigrated to Y country and settled in New Geely long ago. So how is she a Manzhou person?
In response to everyone's curiosity, Ning Qiluo explained, "I take my mother's surname, and my maternal grandfather was from Manzhou, so my household registration is also in Manzhou."
Everyone suddenly realized.
Therefore, Ning Qiluo not only took her mother's surname, but her household registration was also at her mother's maternal home.
Jiang Zhaoying was the most shocked: "You're actually from Manchester?!"
At this point, someone started jeering: "I remember Zhaoying was also from Manchester."
Then someone asked in a joking tone, "Qi Luo, you and Zhao Ying aren't neighbors, are you?"
Everyone unanimously thought of childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree.
Ning Qilu shook her head: "I only have my household registration in Manzhou, but I eat at many different homes. I live in Manzhou, Beicheng, Baishan, and Xinjili, so I'm not a native of any place."
"Oh, what a pity! I thought you could dance the Xinji dance, Qi Luo," Tan Xia said regretfully. "If you could dance it, we could dance it together."
These words were spoken.
Everyone then looked at Tan Xia.
Jiang Zhaoying asked, "Are you from Xinji?"
Zhang Yi also asked, "Can you dance the Xinji dance?"
Hou Yulun also said, "I heard that Xinji dance is very difficult to learn, but as a cultural practice, it shouldn't be too difficult for the locals."
At this point, Ning Qiluo said, "My mom and dad can dance, but I haven't learned from them and only know a little bit."
"That's great! I'll show you something next, and Qi Luo, could you give me some pointers?"
It was Tan Xia who spoke.
She voluntarily left her seat, turned on her phone, and played a local New Ji dance tune.
Tan Xia is going to dance the New Ji dance?
Now everyone is not only curious, but also pleasantly surprised.
After a satisfying meal, who wouldn't want to enjoy a pleasant performance? Even the director applauded and cheered for Tan Xia.
Xinji dance has an indescribable magic, carrying the charm and culture of Xinji. The movements seem simple, but everyone knows in their hearts that they must be difficult to learn because it requires mastering the empathy between the music and the dance.
Each seemingly casual movement becomes more vibrant as the music plays.
The photographer has already picked up the camera.
Tan Xia's new dance not only drew applause from the production team, but also attracted onlookers who couldn't help but stop and watch, creating a lively atmosphere.
All eyes were on Tan Xia.
Ning Qiluo was extremely sleepy, but she still forced herself to stay awake and cheer with everyone.
Little did anyone know that Tan Xia would dance her way to Ning Qiluo's side, pull the unsuspecting Ning Qiluo up, and lead her into the dance.
Ning Qiluo really wasn't very good at the Xinji dance, but she was pulled into it and couldn't resist or struggle, because the Xinji dance had its own set of rules.
At this moment, she was like a firefly, while Tan Xia was like the radiant moonlight.
Many outsiders disliked her presence, feeling it disrupted the atmosphere.
However, Ning Qiluo couldn't be angry, because the dance wasn't over yet. After the dance ended, Tan Xia took Ning Qiluo's hand and bowed to everyone: "I've made a fool of myself."
At this moment, someone pointed at the girl next to Tan Xia and said bluntly, "You danced very well, she's the one making a fool of herself."
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