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Chapter Forty-Three: The Trouble About Dancing(1/2)

() There were many female guests at the banquet, but this one particularly attracted our attention.

Because she was wearing an officer's uniform, and it was a republican style that we are all too familiar with. It was simple and capable, revealing a clear sense of beauty. The person herself looked very familiar, but our brains were so clumsy that we were confused for a moment.

Didn't think of it.

"Mechanical and Electrical Class 1, Gregorian calendar year 083."

The girl reminded her with a gentle smile, like the anthropomorphic AI often produced by large companies, with two shallow dimples on her face.

"Damn, it's you!"

Datou and I screamed almost at the same time, causing the ladies around us to look at us with disdain.

Although their personalities, hobbies, experiences and future life paths are all different, there are two faces that all members of the teaching group can never forget in their lives. One is the big face of the old cat wearing sunglasses and smiling at us, and the other

It’s the beautiful young adjutant next to him, with a smile as sweet and sour as a six-ripe tangerine. The former makes us grit our teeth countless times, and the latter makes us burst into tears countless times, looking at our right hand with sadness.

"Long time no see...who is that?"

"Lieutenant Tang Yue, Internal Affairs Section 1, General Staff Headquarters."

The beautiful adjutant introduced herself with a smile. Big Tou and I felt as if we had been poured a bucket of sugary water. We almost fainted from the sweetness. We also softened up unsatisfactorily and started chatting with her shamelessly.

.

Tang Yue seems to be about the same age as us, but her conversation and dealing with others are obviously much higher than ours. The questions she can answer can always give me the most satisfactory answers, and the questions she can't answer are cut off very smoothly. For example, we have always

He was trying to find out the whereabouts of this bastard Old Cat in a roundabout way.

"By the way, it's rare that we meet each other. Are you interested in dancing together?"

"sure."

Datou immediately shouted, and I originally wanted to join in the fun, but when I thought of the dangerous bottles and cans on the ground floor of the hotel, I lost my mood. I endured my depression and said, Datou, come on, I support you.

"Isn't Sergeant Chen coming?"

Tang Yue asked strangely.

"Ah, I'm not very good at dancing. Let me show you first. This guy danced really well at the orientation party back then."

I made a random excuse and said, in fact, of course I was talking nonsense. Da Tou’s sense of music was quite bad. There was a joke at the freshman orientation party where everyone stopped dancing while he missed a song.

"Good job, buddy."

Big head happily nudged me with his elbow. I thought about it and pulled this guy who was a little carried away.

"By the way, don't tell Edith."

Datou gave me a strange look, but nodded in agreement.

Watching the two of them walk onto the dance floor, I breathed a sigh of relief and decisively walked out the door. I had wasted too much time so far and had to hurry up.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gantrov approaching and muttered a few words to his father. The admiral immediately straightened his face and nodded repeatedly. Then the number one put his hands in his pockets and shook his head.

When I walked out, I happened to be walking along a diagonal line directly opposite the door. If nothing else happened, I would have bumped into him within a dozen steps!

What annoyance, what shame? Brother, I still haven’t avenged the one-shot shooting last semester. I greeted all the immediate family members of this guy in my heart, reached out and held down the folding knife in my pocket, ready to give it to him at any time.

This guy with no eyes looks good.

The two of us lined up the crowd and strode towards the door as if we were walking fast to get our seats.

Eighteen meters, seventeen meters...

I felt a slight sweat start to form on my forehead, and a fierce fight seemed inevitable.

Eight meters, seven meters, six meters, stop!

**Suddenly stopped a few steps away from me. To be precise, he stopped in front of a girl who was sitting there quietly.

Only then did I notice that the atmosphere in this area was a bit strange. The girl was surrounded by young men with excellent appearance and good temperament and behavior. Although they were born of different races, they all only did one thing: walk.

Go to the girl, bend down, stretch out your hand, speak and then... be rejected. But these people will not be discouraged. Once they fail, they will immediately stand aside quietly like a queue in a supermarket and repeat the above process again.

I couldn't help but sigh, if the electromechanical suffering masters back then had stood up like this, they wouldn't have been deceived by the old cat.

But wait... This guy looks familiar. I met too many familiar people today, hello!

I took a look as I passed by.

Now it's Slavic's turn to come on stage. I have to say that this guy's tall and straight figure, coupled with mainstream elements such as a high nose bridge and blue eyes, really makes him look like a cool guy. But the girl was very polite and polite before he finished speaking.

He shook his head resolutely and refused. But this guy's face and will were ten times stronger than the armor plate of a mecha, and his face was like a weasel circling a chicken coop.

on the girl's face.

The young people around him looked disgusted at this rude behavior of stalking, but the Slavic lady didn't care at all and continued his performance.

The girl had obviously never seen this posture before, and a look of panic immediately appeared on her beautiful face. She tossed her long, smooth brown hair and looked around, like a drowning person looking for a life-saving straw.

But after seeing her face clearly at this moment, I lowered my head with a headache and prepared to retreat. Damn, there are so many familiar people today. If they all died one by one in front of my eyes, I would probably have to sleep for the rest of my life.

I dreamed that they crawled out of the TV and strangled me.

But the girl's beautiful eyes were firmly locked in my direction. Before I could react, I smelled a faint scent of jasmine penetrating into my olfactory nerves. The girl had already trotted up to me with her exaggeratedly sized skirt and high heels.

When stepping on the ground, it makes a series of brisk "thump, thump, thump" sounds.

"Ha, so you are here, how about we dance together."

The girl, or rather, the classmate named Ajelina who had a close relationship in the girls' dormitory and the cafeteria, looked up at me and smiled sweetly.

I was instantly petrified.

In an instant, countless looks of surprise, envy, and hatred came from the audience. I obviously felt that there were two particularly sharp eyes. Needless to say, their owners belonged to a proud and cold Slavic girl, and a Slavic woman with a heart smaller than the tip of a needle.

I shrank between these gazes, which stung me like a little monster being swept away by passive photosensitive waves.

"Well... let's forget it, I have something urgent."

I stammered and refused, feeling that many of my gazes instantly turned into murderous intent.

"Hey, the second song has just started, let's go."

"Fuck, listen to me, you bastard!"

I screamed strangely, but no one, including Tian Tiandai in front of me, heard what I said, because they had all stepped aside to make way for an open space.

The music sounded from the bandstand, and it was the most classic piece of the old century - the Blue Danube Waltz.

There is nothing more to say, just hold hands and take a step back... to work!

To be honest, in college, I was either playing games online every day, or dealing with all kinds of messy mechanical programs all day long. In my eyes, dance is a high-end thing that only art students and rich people can afford.

The meeting was just a casual one, so I didn't know how to do anything but put on a show.

That’s why I ran into big trouble just ten seconds into the dance. My initial emphasis and rhythm were all messed up, and my legs and feet were so stiff that I didn’t know how to move around. When I glanced around while spinning, I saw, as expected.

Edith's sharp and sarcastic gaze made me feel a serious fever on my face, and I almost wanted to run away.

But Agelina is an excellent dancer that even the most demanding judges can't help but want to praise. She drives my rhythm with a gentleness that seems to use no strength at all, but brings me back to the right point every time.

On the top, he spins and dances gracefully like a musical elf.

"Hello?"

I whispered. But the girl in front of me didn't respond. Her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she was completely immersed in the melody of the music.

I felt a little disappointed because I really didn't know what kind of prince could be worthy of this princess.

"Snapped"

Under the guidance of Agelina, we both stood still at the same time, and the dance ended at this moment.

"Wow"

The audience burst into applause, and Agelina laughed happily, raised her skirt and bent her knees to salute gracefully, like a swan floating on the water.

I stiffly bent over and ran away, but Madman and Tieniu were faster than me and stood in front of me like iron towers, one on the left and one on the right, to hold me up.

"Good boy, tell me honestly when you fell in love with the girl."

"And why are the quality of each one so high? Have you been drugged or something? It's so shameless... Well, I'll give it to you too."

The two of them opened their mouths and spat wildly, and their heads appeared out of nowhere to join in the fun.

"No wonder Father Chen, you usually worry about paying the electricity bill for your dormitory, but you are so generous today. It turns out you already have high-quality girls."

I said tell me about your little sister, your little sister, and your big head. Can you use the electricity bill as an analogy? You deserve to be single for the rest of your life because you are so greedy.

While I was talking nonsense, I noticed that the Slavic lady was walking here with his men with a bad expression. An idea suddenly flashed in my mind, so I muttered a few words to the madman and them, shook them off, and went up to them.

"Humph, boy, you are quite brave. You dare to sneak in and act wild in my own territory."

Slavic *** sneered.

"But I'm already here, what do you want?"

I smiled and said, "Please, I'm not scared. Can you please put away these low-level bastard words first?"

"Hey, it's not a suitable place here. You can take a closer look later."

I laughed and said that it would be troublesome to wait and see, so it was better to just look at the reality. After saying that, I hit him with a straight punch. When I was practicing martial arts in the past, my grandfather said that my strikes lacked variety, so he still didn't let me practice more hand kung fu, but although
To be continued...
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